The Return of Ringil[COMPLETED]

Chapter XIX

Third Person's point of view.

Insisting that Celeblasdes at least wash up, while the groups of warriors going with her get ready, Colwen had her daughter new armor cleaned and repaired if it needed, in her room, Celeblasdes was sharpening Ringil as she waited, her hair already done, she was mid-stroke when her father came in, "Silverleaf, Tollen i lû." (Celeblasdes, It is time.) Standing Celeblasdes Sheathed her sword.

Without meeting her Father's ice blue eyes, Celeblesdes said, "I've made my choice." Thranduil about to leave stopped in his tracks and looked at his daughter over his shoulder, "What?" he said much harsher than he intended, Colwen had warned him of this, that Celeblasdes would choose a mortal life instead of an Immortal one.

But he would still try and change her mind, "If Aragorn survives this war, You will still be parted. If Sauron is defeated, and Aragorn made King and all that you hoped for comes true... you will still have to taste the bitterness of mortality." Thranduil said coldly, Celeblades' face changed she saw Aragorn lying dead, Celeblasdes standing next to him, crying. This vision was filled with sadness and heartbreak.

"Whether by the sword or the slow decay of time, Aragorn will die. And there will be no comfort for you. No comfort to ease the pain of his passing." Thranduil continued when his Daughter didn't say anything. He hoped his words were reaching her. "He will come to death. An image of the splendor of the kings of men in glory, undimmed before the breaking of the world. But you, my daughter, you will linger on in darkness and in doubt. As night falling winter has come without a star."

Celeblasdes could see the pain on her own face in this vision as her 'future self' mourned the death of Aragorn, her Father's words burning a hole in her heart, she felt her physical body lift her hands and cover her ears but it didn't work her Father's words were true it was inevitable. "Here you will dwell, bound to your grief, under the fading trees, until all the world has changed and the long years of your life are utterly spent." Celeblades's 'vision self' glided through the forest.

A mirror image of her former self. Celeblasdes could hardly recognize herself in her heartbreak. Coming back to her room in Mirkwood Celeblades's face is ghost pale as she was now worried, even more, tears fall from her eyes and she gasps. Thranduil sits next to his daughter and holds her in his arms. "Ah im, ú erin veleth lîn?" (Do I not also have your love?) Thranduil says, sad now too.

Crying openly now, Celeblasdes breaks, "Gerich veleth nîn, ada." (You have my love, father.) she tells him sobbing into his chest, her head wants her to listen to him but her heart is screaming at her to not give up hope. Deciding to let things take their own course she forces herself to stop crying and to get up, "I can't be late, Theoden and the others need me." Thranduil nodded and he stood up himself.

"Think this over completely before coming to a final decision," he told her before pressing a kiss to her forehead and then leaving her room, turning the corner he almost ran right into Colwen and he flinched, knowing she heard and would scold him for what he did later.

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Celeblasdes rides out of Mirkwood, with Kili and Dwalin beside her on miniature horses while she rides the one she came in on, the other Elves and Dwarves also on horseback. "So, Balin, Ori, and Dori, have passed on." Dwalin asked more to confirm what Thorin told him when Celeblasdes asked to talk to him in private before leaving, Celeb nodded and the army kicked into a controlled gallop.