The Beginning

CHAPTER 6

Dalius was there.

I looked at Legolas and my cheeks turned to red. I looked back at Dalius.

"Nothing. We were just talking" I said. Legolas came into the room, next to Dalius. He was looking angrily at Legolas.

He showed Legolas where the door was. He was about to say something but he didn't, he was too polite to say something nasty to him and he left.

Dalius was making his way to me. He hit me on the face.

"Why did you do that?" I said. My voice was shaking.

"He can't be next to you. You're all mine" he said.

"I am not yours"

"Not yet, but you will be" he said smiling at me and left the room.

As he was leaving, I went to my bedroom to get some sleep. I touched my face and I could see I was bleeding. I cleaned my wound before my sister could get to see it and I starting to fall asleep.

I dreamt about my mom's statue and Legolas' blue eyes. Suddenly appeared an image of an unknown island. I woke up.

It was so late. I still could see the moon. I left the room. I was walking through the halls and saw Legolas on the other side, far away from where I was. I really wanted to apologize for Dalius but somehow I didn't want to talk to nobody.

I saw my father reading a book. I sat next to him.

"It is pretty late" he said as he was  reading the book.

"I cannot sleep. I dreamt about mom" I said.

"She's in a better place now" he looked at me.

"How did you do that?" he said pointing at my wound.

"Uhm... I fell off" I said.

"You have to be careful" he said.

I had a lot of questions that needed a lot of answers but i didn't know where to start. I want him to tell me the truth.

"Where is Valinor?" I asked him.

"Arya... Valinor is impossible to find" he said. I looked at the ground.  I expected some answers.

"Go to sleep. In a few days is your wedding" he said and kissed my forehead.

The next morning was cold. Some horses arrived. From it, I saw a very tall elf getting off of his horse. He had a crown with some leaves. He has long blond hair. Some guards were behind him.

I could see Legolas going down the stairs and hugging that elf.

"He is the King of Mirkwood. He is Legolas' father" said a voice behind me.

Arwen came closer to the window. She put a hand on my back.

"Come on. We have to dress up" she said but i couldn't stop looking at them.

Later, I was in a bench reading a book. My father came to me with the Elven King and behind him was Legolas.

"Arya, this is Thranduil. King f Mirkwood" he said. He was in shock looking at me.

"So they are true" he said.

"What are they true?" I asked.

"What people say about your beauty. You look a lot like your mother. Same eyes, same face..." he said. And that reminded me that Legolas told me he used to be my mother's best friend.