The Tale of Legolas' Wife.

Chapter 2

Anything in Italic is a flashback:

Nindairel's picture on the side ------>

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No words could describe how Nindariel felt, she felt happy-- but at the same time betrayed. The next thing that Nindariel did shocked everyone inside the room, she stood up to stand in front of the real Legolas and he smiled softly but then she raised her hand and her hand made contact with his cheek making the slap echo through the room. People's jaw dropped at the unexpected scene. Then a giggle escaped Nindariel as Legolas turned back to look at her.

She then threw her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her, "That was for making me go through hell." Nindariel whispered as Legolas chuckled and returned the hug. "I guess someone does love you for you and not for your titles or riches." Thranduil said suddenly a woman came inside the room, the woman also looked exactly like Legolas. "Welcome to Mirkwood Nindariel, Lady of Hope."

Nindariel woke up startled, dreaming of a distant-- but loving memory. She noticed sweat was on her forehead which was not normal for an Elf, her heart was beating violently inside of her chest. "Nindariel, what is the matter?" Nindariel's loving niece asked in her gentle voice. "I am fine  Arwen." she lied as she stood up feeling uneasy without her staff. "You miss him... don't you?" Arwen asked, Nindariel was breathing heavily she wanted to deny that she missed him even though they were married she doesn't want to show anybody that she was weak yet she was becoming of it.

"I would be a fool not to miss him... he is my husband." She said as she rinse the sweat off her face, catching concerned glances around her. "Besides I am clearly well... we should continue I can feel that the darkness is growing stronger." Nindariel said, she then regretted once she looked into Arwen's eyes she loved her niece just like she would love her own daughter but sadly she couldn't have any children due to one accident. Nindariel could understand Arwen's pain since both of them are leaving the ones they love. 

"Arwen we can no longer stay... we need to get off this land." Nindariel sighed as she witnessed her niece having a vision of her maybe future. "You saw it! You saw the little boy!" she said as she stormed up to Nindariel. Yes, she saw what Arwen saw but the future is not yet so sure. Nindariel sighed and said "Yes, I have seen the little boy but Arwen... it is only a possibility... we cannot know what is true and what may or may not happen." Arwen frowned as she listen to the words that escaped her Aunt's mouth she then said "I thought you were Lady of Hope." in a disappointed tone as she also stormed away.

Nindariel hung her head ashamed of what she has become, her life turned upside down because of this one mistake, one accident, a tiny little thing that changed her life forever.

Lady Nindariel knew who was behind all the evil that was now spreading through her beloved lands. Nobody would believe her not even her own mother or her husband for that fact. She wasn't depressed that no one would believed her, if someone else told her the same thing she herself wouldn't believe it either. Her blonde hair swaying behind her as she galloped towards the Isengard tower. Her grip on her staff was tight and her white horse didn't mind traveling far from its home.

"Saruman! Show yourself!" She hissed not gonna start with polite manners when she could see evil with her naked eyes. "Ah! Lady of Hope! I was hoping you would drop by." he said as he walked out of his tower, Nindariel's chest tightened she didn't want to believe that her friend was behind all this but she would do anything to protect Middle Earth especially the little Legolas that was now growing in her stomach. "Why are you doing this Saruman? We are your friends." she said in a voice with hope hoping she could persuade him to stop everything.