Remember How I Love You (Sequel to 'Through Fire and Water')

Too Much Fire

“You always have to have your own way don’t you! Never mind what I want! Never mind what anyone wants! As long as you’re happy that’s what matters” I scream at Legolas.

“Oh come on, now you’re not making any sense at all. You’re just yelling for the sake of making noise” he throws back at me.

“I do not yell for the sake of it” I snap “I’m not a child”

“Really? Well you could have fooled me”

“I’m sorry? What did you just say?”

“I said you’re a child Ariana. A stupid little child”

“That’s rich, coming from you”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Legolas asks, taking a step towards me.

“It means that deep down you’re still a spoilt little prince who wants everything done for him. I haven’t seen you lift a finger in months”

“Don’t lie, you know I do my bit”

“Only when you want to! When was the last time you did something you didn’t want to?”

“All the time, and you know it”

I do know it, he’s right, but right now I’m far too angry to admit it. The sound of crying stops both of our yelling for a moment, it’s coming from the other side of our bedroom door, the living area.

“Look what you’ve done now!” I yell at Legolas.

“Me? You’re the one yelling loudest”

“Do you know how petty you sound?”

“Do you? I thought you were going to grow up and stop being a child, Ana! Do you remember saying you’d do that?”

“Well it’s a little difficult to grow up when the adult you spend most of your time with turns out to be a spoilt little brat himself!”

“Shut up Ana! Just shut up! The more you talk the worse you make it for yourself”

I’ve had enough now “I don’t have to take this” I say and I storm out of the room into our living area. Curled up on the sofa is Nemir, who is visiting us, and in her arms are 2 children: a 6 year old girl with long blonde hair just like her father’s and a chubby 2 year old boy with a mop of brown hair. They both have piercing blue eyes just like both of their parents. The boy is crying.

“Mummy what’s going on? Why are you and daddy yelling?” the girl asks as I storm out of the bedroom.

“It’s alright sweetheart” I say as I head for our front door.

“Ana!” Legolas calls but I ignore him.

“Ana, where are you going?” Nemir calls as I open the door.

“For a walk!” I call back and slam the door behind me. A moment later I hear footsteps running after me.

“Ana!” Legolas calls.

“Leave me alone Legolas!”

“Ana, don’t just walk away from me!” he yells.

“Why? Because you’re the prince?”

“Because I’m your husband!”

“Oh shut up elf boy” I say and keep walking.

“Where are you even going?”

“Away from you!”

Our shouts echo off the walls and bounce back at us as I make my way towards the gates that lead to the forest. To get there, however, leads me past the raised platform where the king’s throne is and, unfortunately, Thranduil is there.

“What’s going on?” he calls as I pass by, Legolas calling after me.

“Nothing!” Legolas and I both call in unison. The king looks unsure but has the sense to leave us. The gates are open and I walk straight through them without hesitation. It briefly occurs to me that I am completely unprepared for a trip to the woods but to go back now would be to back down which I am not prepared to do.

“You’re a coward” Legolas says, his voice isn’t loud but I still hear it well enough.

“I’m a what?” I ask, spinning round and glaring at him, eyes practically flaming with malice.

“You heard me” Legolas snaps “You’re a coward. You’re running away from a fight rather than defending yourself”

“I’d rather be called a coward than have to stay here with you” I snap back before turning and heading off again.

“Fine, run off if you want. Just don’t expect a warm welcome when you return”

“I might just stay out for ages. We’ll see how much you care when I’ve been gone for a few days” I call back

“Don’t get your hopes up” he throws back at me. I just keep walking.

Legolas’ P.O.V.

I watch Ana march away into the trees for a moment but she doesn’t look back. I call out for her but she ignores me and so I must eventually turn back. I jump slightly in shock when I turn because father is only a couple of meters away and I didn’t hear him approach.

“Marital trouble?” he asks in a sickeningly superior tone. I just glare at him for a moment before walking past. “I told you this would happen when you first brought her here, did I not?” he says as I walk away. “She has too much fire, I told you so all those years ago”

I stop in my tracks now, anger prickling over my entire body. “It’s not her fire that’s the problem” I mutter.

“Then what is?”

I turn my head to look at him for a moment. Dad and Ana don’t get on, they never have. They make a show of being civil but in reality they are glaring daggers at each other behind my back. Their personality’s aren’t exactly compatible, father being a king who requires obedience in all of his subjects and who’s word is law, and Ana being a rebellious spirited woman who never quite grew up and ignores any and all rules that she considers to be inconvenient or irrelevant. I don’t want to fuel father’s ideas that he was right, but I’m far too angry at Ana right now to actually care. So I say “The problem is everything else about her” then I turn and start walking away again.

“You should never have married her, Legolas. It was a mistake ever bringing her here and we will all end up paying for it”

I hate him right now. He knows I love Ana with all my heart. I don’t reply just keep walking until I’m back at my own front door. I know my father’s views on Ana but it still hurts whenever he voices them. But that doesn’t make me any less mad at her.

I trudge back home in silence, fuming. When I reach home I pause outside the front door, taking a deep breath and trying to compose myself before I enter and face the innocent faces of my children and the questions they will ask. I place my hand on the cold door handle and carefully turn it.

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