Estel | Aragorn Fanfiction

You're Dying

Glorfindel and the group travelling for Erebor had been gone for maybe a week or two, maybe more. Those in Imladris had heard news that the Battle of Helms Deep was won but of course with no shortage of victims. It was a bittersweet thought. Lord Elrond and those of his House were invited to the festivities in Edoras especially since King Théoden knew it was the Elf Lord that had sent them aid but, they decided that with their group travelling to Erebor, they did not want to leave Imladris in case of an emergency.

Eleniel was stressed. She wanted to be by Estel's side. She wanted Narsil to be remade. She wanted Sauron dead. She wanted Melkor to suffer. She wanted to be with the Fellowship again. She wanted her family back... She honestly just wanted to finally enjoy her existence. Her whole life had been overshadowed by her quest, pushing her own enjoyment to the back of her mind and instead being focused on her destiny. Although now that she knew that a large part of her quest was to just be there because the Fellowship would have failed without her, she also knew that her life was not suddenly going to be left alone for her to live. Sauron and Melkor would still actively try to kill her and if she was being honest, she was hoping that they would try, just so she could show them that she would not be felled so easily.

Without the twins in Imladris, a lot less laughter was heard as everyone felt the slow creeping darkness of Mordor spread all across Arda. Eleniel tried to distract herself and her now becoming antsy thoughts by spending much of her time with Arwen and her little Hobbit friend, a Mister Bilbo Baggins; her Frodo's uncle. Using her healing powers, she would often try and help his memory problems and any other ailments he had although she could not heal him of the damage the Ring caused. The Ring had destroyed Gollum's mind, Bilbo's body and was no doubt trying to destroy her Frodo's soul but she hoped that with her help and advice that he would be able to fight the attacks that thing would no doubt be doing against Frodo.

All those of the House of Elrond were sat in the dining hall that evening, joyous laughter and happiness surrounding the group after the great news they had received only an hour before; The Dwarves of Erebor had agreed to the task and were now making to journey to Imladris. Eleniel sat at the Head table with Elrond, Arwen and Bilbo. Joy could be seen on all three of their faces as they awaited the arrival of their companions in a few weeks time. Elrond listened as Bilbo spoke of changes that would need to be made for their guests like the food served at each meal. Dwarves did not eat anything unless it was meat or had meat in it so Elves would need to be sent out to hunt or they would have to stop in at the nearest town of Men.

She was peacefully enjoying her food, enjoying the chatter around her when Eleniel suddenly felt sick to her stomach. Standing suddenly, she did not notice the silence at her table as she tried to keep her food down and to fight against the growing pain in her head. Eleniel moved to leave the table when her body suddenly felt very weak. She would have fell if Elrond did not catch her.

Speaking of Elrond, the Elf Lord was knelt above her as he gently laid her on the floor, his desperation clear as he demanded to know what was wrong with her. Eleniel opened her mouth to answer him when dark spots started invading her vision. Giving a sad smile to the worried Elves and Hobbit surrounding her, she fainted, finding relief.

Eleniel groaned loudly as her body and mind slowly woke from sleep. Sitting up, her eyes glanced around the dark room, not recognising anything. This wasn't her room she thought. Did she drink last night? Eleniel didn't know. Removing the blankets atop of her, she moved to stand only to stumble at how weak she felt. She frowned confused before slowly making her way to the door. She glanced down the dark hallways of Imladris trying to figure what time it was and where she was.

Deciding to brave the cold, she pulled her gown closer to her body deciding to go for a walk in the gardens. Her senses sighed in bliss as the flowers and trees greeted her happily to which she smiled brightly in response. The flowers and trees danced under the light of the moon and stars, Eleniel's eyes once again drawn to the moon in the sky in thought. She did not know where her feet were leading her only that going this way and that way felt right.