Stars (A Legolas Love Story and Lord of the Rings Fanfiction)

The Truth

Katherine's Point of View

I walked along the streets of the White City with Gandalf.

"What is it you wanted?" I asked him, still in a happy mood from being with Legolas.

"I've been taking note of your dizzy spells, Katherine, and I have to say that they are definitely not normal." Gandalf said solemnly, gesturing towards a small courtyard that was secluded from the road.

I walked over and sat on a bench, looking up at him in anticipation. Perhaps he had the cure to my illness, then I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

"You're dying, Katherine."

His words made my heart sink deep down. I believed him, that was the thing that was so remarkable. There was no doubt in his eyes, he knew it for sure and it was no use trying to argue with him.

"How long have you known?" I asked quietly, looking down at the stone floor.

"For a few weeks now. I had a lot of time to research it here in the city, and I found one account of someone else who had the same symptoms as you do." He sat next to me, putting his arm around me comfortingly. I didn't move, I just waited for him to continue.

"It goes by the name of Méneriae, named after the Elf who first had it. No one knows where it comes from or how to get rid of it. There's no cure, and eventually you die. There's no way of telling when, but in the end it gets so bad that you just let go of life." His words brought tears to my eyes, my bottom lip wobbling like a child's before they start a tantrum. But I wasn't going to throw a fit.

I accepted it. I was going to die.

"How long did you say since it started?" His voice startled me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, since Helms Deep." I was still at a loss for words.

This had to happen just as I was falling in love. I was happy, but now it had to all fade away.

"Then you have maybe a month. Each time you get a spell, it gets longer and is more powerful."

A month. One month to finish what I needed to do in order to complete my last wishes.

"You won't tell the others, will you? I-I'd like to tell them in my own way." I stuttered as I looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.

"Of course." Gandalf wrapped me into a hug, which I realized that I actually needed.

When he pulled back, he used the edge of his white robe to wipe away any stray tears for me.

"Katherine, you are one of the strongest people I have ever met. Your life has led you to so many different paths of life, and you deserve so much more than this sort of ending. I wish I could say that you have many more years to come, but I can't. And even I can't cheat death a second time. So keep your chin up, and live out the rest of your life in happiness."

He then left me to my thoughts, sitting in an empty courtyard with my days on Middle Earth numbered. The clock was ticking and getting closer to my death, and I was only twenty years old.
No one should have had to have a life as awful as my own. Both parents dead, married and widowed at the age of 16. Not to mention all of the friends I had to say goodbye to. And Legolas....

I stood shakily, still in shock from the news. I staggered up to the palace at the top, suddenly feeling tired and weak.

Legolas met me at the stairs, his eyes lit up from our previous adventure and ready for more.

"What's wrong?" He took my arm, leading me up the stairs and into the large double doors.

"I don't want to talk about it right now." I said in a weak voice, not bothering to hide the fact that my hands were trembling.

"What did Gandalf say?"
He inquired on, not heeding my wishes.

"It doesn't matter." I brushed it away, but he pestered on.

"Was it about my father? About us?" He was worried.
Oh, how little he knew....

"No!" I shouted all of a sudden, the word echoing through the empty throne room.

Legolas narrowed his eyes.
He was determined to get the truth from me, for some reason, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell him.

"What did he say to you that made you this way?" He said in a harsh voice, making my knees shake in fear and weakness.

"WHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM!!"
I screamed out the words, aggravated from being deaf in one ear, and finding out that I was dying. I was full of stress and anger, and the persistent Elf was doing no favors.

The elf prince glared at me with his blue eyes, showing no emotion and unrelenting from finding out what had just happened between the wizard and I.

"Fine." He hissed out the word, giving me chills down my spine.

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I've gotten to the point in my life where I wonder if it's really worth it to use my time to write a story like this. In all honesty, I've moved on from this book and am focusing on my next trilogy about a more current topic.

However, I believe in finishing what you start. So I vow to finish this series soon, when I find the time.

Right now, I currently have a full time job that's making me work 6 days a week. I do it because it pays, but not because I love it.
Therefore, when I get home at 8:30 at night, I feel too tired and irritable to write.

But after a few months, I'll continue this story. I promise.
Just give me some time to write.

Sorry for the short chapter. It was important, and I didn't feel like it needed to be too long.

Any questions?

I seriously love you guys, even though I don't know any of you.

See you soon,

Elsa8001 out.