Chapter 12: Their just dwarv-NO!

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Salacia POV

I was given a remedy to set aside the pain for a while. I however could edge a smile on my face for the life of me. I missed my dwarves...so much more than I was expecting. I knew I would miss them, but nothing like this. I walked beside Lady Galadriel as we approached two large Eagles. I remember caring for the Eagles when I was small. "I thought you would be happier to see them." Lady Galadriel said. I smiled softly and mounted the eagle. "I am...I am." I said. We took off into the sky. I sighed and laid my stomach against the Eagles back and my cheek on its soft feathers. "This is for the better Salacia." Galadriel said. "Why...how is it better to tear me away from the people who make me happy." I said quietly.

Lady Galadriel PoV

I felt my heart ache. Salacia bared a lot of sadness. She was able to absorb people's energy...and had a habit of taking away people sorrows. She was such a kind girl. She's always acted very lively and friendly to mask her fear and loneliness. I've always known this about her...and many times have I tried to bring her out of that fear that if anyone knew what she was capable of...of what she hardly understood herself, that they would leave her out of fear. Hearing that the dwarves actually made her happy...lightened my heart, I felt bad for taking her away from them. "Why do they make you happy?" I asked. "Well...I don't have to act like someone im not. I can be happy." She said. "Aren't you always acting happy?" I asked. "No...actually happy. I genuinely feel happy around them, telling stories, singing songs, showing them magic tricks." She said, I saw a small smile on her face. I grinned, "so you've actually grown fond of the dwarves?" I asked. She nodded, "yeah...I have." She said. "May I ask a question?" I asked. "Of course," she replied looking at me while sitting up. "What did you mean by you don't have to pretend to be someone your not?" I asked. She sighed, "what I mean...is I don't have to be like proper constantly around them like I do elves." She said. "What?" I asked. "Around elves I have to stand still, look pretty, use perfect manners, when I do something a smidge out of line I get that disgusted judging look. When I'm around the company...I mean I had a burping contest with Ori." She said. I cringed at the thought of her doing that. "See! Your doing that disgusted judging look!" She said pointing at me. I sighed and grinned, "I suppose you are right." I said as we approached Lothlórien. "Is Lord Celeborn home?" Salacia asked. "Yes, he is. He knows of your arrival." I said.

Salacia POV

I forgot how beautiful Lothlórien was. I always loved it because it was basically awesome exotic treehouses, just, everywhere. Our Eagles landed and I quickly dismounted. Just as I did I saw Lord Celeborn, Galadriel's husband approching us. "Salacia," he said grinning at me. I smiled, "long time no see~" I said happily. "Yes, I believe so. Are you hungry?" He asked. I shook my head, "not really...just tired." I said tucking some hair behind my ear. "You remember where you room is?" Lady Galadriel asked me. I nodded and pointed to the top of a large tree . "That one." I said. They nodded, I always thought they where the perfect couple, I've never seen them fight or disagree. I sighed as I began to climb various trees, despite there being stairs up them everywhere. As soon as I made it about half way I sat down on one of the branches. I breathed deeply, trying to catch my breath. "I'm sure they're all doing alright..." I said looking down at my lap. 'They probably don't miss me at all...I talked too much' I thought. "Why would the honestly miss having a girl in their company? I mean...I've obviously been a distraction to some of them...I almost killed Kili....I'm nothing but a burden on the being I grow to care about." I whispered. I felt a heavy pain and sadness grow in my chest. I missed him so much...I missed how beautiful his hair was, I missed his smile, his eyes, his voice. I missed how warm he was when he let me sleep near him at night. I felt a wave of depression wash over me. I shook my head, "he doesn't miss me...none of them do. I am so stupid for even thinking they would honestly care out me!" I said before I let many silent tears slip i looked up at the bright beautiful moon...wondering if they...if he was looking at the same one.

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