Elora laid awake in her and Elladan's bed, her husband's arms tightly around her waist. She felt his breathing against her neck. She couldn't sleep. She hadn't been able to sleep since they got back from Lothloríen. She sighed. The rain was pouring outside and the thunder sounded loudly in the wind.
She sighed once again, trying to close her eyes to sleep without no luck. She was surprised that her infant daughter Talindra was still fast asleep despite the loud storm outside.
She glanced at the Eldstar on her nightstand. The word made it even harder to go to sleep. She sighed once more and she felt Elladan squeezed her arm. "Meleth nín, why aren't you sleeping?," Elladan asked in a concern tone. Elora felt bad for waking her husband by herself being awake. "I can't sleep...," She mumbled quietly. Elladan gently stroked her hair. "Elora, it's been three months since the Witch disappeared. She will not come back," Elladan declared softly. And Elora slowly let her tears fall. Elladan turned her to him and pulled her against his bare chest. Elora closed her eyes, leaning her head against his chest. She felt Elladan stroking her body through the thin fabric of her white nightgown.
"Elora, I'm here. I'm always gonna be here," He whispered softly. And Elora whimpered softly against him at his touch and she finally managed to fall asleep.
Tauriel looked around in the cold cell, hearing the demon Queen and The Marvena's conversations.
"It's time to get our child back," Keegan smiled wickedly, "And Thranduil shall suffer,"
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~The Blood Child~
FanfictionA few months later, it's the last feast before Elrond, Galadriel, Celeborn and Gandalf departs from Middle Earth. On the feast, Elora sees her blood siblings for the first time and is dragged into the world of Demons and hunters. What happens when...
