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Part 34: Darkest Hour

LEGOLAS

Her resemblance to her mother was uncanny. They could easily pass as sisters. Everyone is stunned the moment Turwaithiel's mother materializes out of nowhere. Especially Turwaithiel, who could not help but stare at her in shock.

"I know that some of you, if not all, would like an explanation but we no longer have time," she states, seemingly avoiding to look at her daughter or Ari.

"The Emerald queen is dead," Lord Araendyl spoke. A shadow was upon his face, his shoulders sunken and he looked like he had been through death and back. Turwaithiel's mother nods, a sad look on her face.

"She is, but her pendant remains," she says and this gets Ari's attention as her eyes seem to grow more wider. She looked like someone who had been slapped multiple times.

"The queens lost pendant? You know of its whereabouts?" She asked, slight disbelief and a hint of hurt. Like she had just been betrayed. Perhaps it was because of the importance of such item to their culture?

Turwaithiel's mother nods, though she does not speak. There is hidden distrust in her eyes. Why does she not trust Ari?

"We must go now before-" she barely finishes her sentence when a second attack from the shadow creatures came. There was a loud hiss and everyone scattered, save for Elrohir and Elladan who had been tending to Laralen. She stirred as the crackling sound of the black fire intensified. I immediately ran to Turwaithiel's side, pulling her with me as we tried to evade the black flames. There was another sound, like a strong howl of wind and I turned to see Turwaithiel's mother in battle. She seemed bigger then, stronger and dangerous. Her cloak whipped around her as air seemed to twist at an alarming speed, creating a sort of barrier between her and the flames. The flames sputtered and decreased but they did not die. I pull on Turwaithiel as she seemed to still be in a state of shock.

Then the shadow queen came, dark flames sputtering and igniting around her. For a moment, her skin seemed ashen and burned until they cleared and she was fair again.

"Is the price for power worth it, sister?" Turwaithiel's mother asks as she battled the dark flames with ease.

"I see you have learned a new trick, Mirluin," the shadow queen replied with a tease. "It would have been worth it, if you had stayed dead."

Mirluin, Sapphire? Emerald, Ruby, Silver. The golden ones. The elves of gems and stones. It took me a moment to shake my amazement. Never had I expected to be witnessing such things. Such...legends. Ari joins Turwaithiel's mother in the battlefield.

"She's alive..." Turwaithiel says, in disbelief. She has still not gotten over the shock. I understood.

"Must we really fight?" The Shadow queen asks, although she sounded more amused than tired. "It is such a waste to spill this much elven blood. Especially of our kind since we are the last ones remaining."

"You have yourself to blame for that," Ari spits out.

"Me?" She replied, sounding insulted as she raised a hand, signaling her shadow soldiers to stop. Her eyes turned dark red. "Who was it that started to mix our blood with others?"

"We were all elves, what did you expect? That our kind would forever stay "untainted"?" Ari was furious now. "Did you really believe our kind could have survived if we stayed inside our borders, never seeking out the rest of our kin? When it was you who opened the gates to these...these outsiders-"

"Enough! I had open the gates as hope for our people. Hope that we may live and our kind will not die and yet I was betrayed."

"You cannot blame the heart of a man for choosing someone else," Turwaithiel's mother states.