Entwined(Thranduil Fanfic)

Chapter17

Sorry this is late everyone but I have been going through a difficult time regarding my grandmother but here is what happens next!!Enjoy:)

I froze, the world froze, and everything just stopped. For the first time I didn't know what to do. I wanted my wife and my child. I ran out and got on my elk and headed towards Rivendale.

(Aranel's p.o.v)

The pain was too much. I felt like I was being ripped apart.

"Just save my child!"

The doctor put his hand on my head.

"That would mean you may not live," He said to me.

"Fine, just let the king hold his child when this is over," I said.

I looked at the faces of everyone around me. I felt like my purpose in life was almost over. I just had to bring my child into the world. I pushed with all I had left and suddenly heard crying. I put my head back and closed my eyes, letting fate do what it would.

(Thranduil's p.o.v)

As I rode I could feel tears smack me in the face, causing my vision to be blurry. I kept pushing to go faster but I knew it wouldn't make much of a difference. Once I got to Rivendale I explained the whole situation to Lord Elrond, but he just looked at me.

"Do something," I said to him.

"Take me back with you. I will see what I can do," He said.

I took him back with me and surprisingly everything was quiet. I approached the door and suddenly heard crying. I opened the doors, Lord Elrond standing behind me. I looked at Aranel, who was pale and looked like everything was taken out of her.

"Your highness," the doctor said bowing, holding a child in his arms. "Your daughter."

I held her in my arms and looked at her. I couldn't help but smile at her innocence.

"You look just like your mother," I said to her.

She continued to look at me and I walked over to the side of the bed.

"Aranel," I whispered. "Look how beautiful our daughter is. Aranel..."

She didn't move.

"Aranel..."

"It's just a matter of time," The doctor said.

I looked down at my daughter.

"Not yet," I said.

"Let me see what I can do," Lord Elrond said. "Everyone please leave the room."

I stood next to the doctor outside the door.

"Did she think of a name for her?" I asked him.

He nodded his head.

"Maratheil."

I smiled.

"Destiny,huh?"

I felt the warm of her small body. Aranel still held her stubbornness even during giving birth. I couldn't help but laugh. She never changed. Now that we had a daughter, we would finally be able to be a family.

Lord Elrond came out of the room.

"Well?" I asked.

"She is alive, but she will not be the same. She will be bedridden for what might be the rest of her life," He said.

I moved past him and walked into the room.

"As long as she's by my side," I said.

I sat next to her with Maratheil.

"Ada may I hold her?" Legolas asked.

"Make sure to take care of your sister," I said to him before handing her to him.

I began stroking Aranel's hair.

"You idiot," I whispered.

I heard her moan and turn over. Her eyes slowly opened.

"Still...smar...ter..."

"Are you having trouble talking? Rest..." I said.

She smiled at me and I could feel stress begin to pile on my shoulders. This was going to be hard, for her, for me and our new family.

"I'm sorry," She managed to say.

"For what?" I asked.

"Living," She whispered.

I wanted to slap her for saying that. I stared at her.

"Don't you ever say those words!"

I understood what she meant but I didn't want to. She knew this would happen. I sighed and looked at Legolas holding Maratheil.

"I'll call you Mara," He said to her with the brightest smile.

I heard her giggle. I was cursing fate in my head. This wasn't how I wanted things to go, this was all wrong.

***(300 years later- Aranel's p.o.v)

"Damn it just let me get out of bed on my own!" I yelled.

"No, you know you can't!" Thranduil yelled back.

"I'm sick and tired of laying down on this stupid bed. Cmon Elven King, let me get up."

"No," He answered.

"I guess you're not as strong as I thought you were," I said trying to mess with him.

"That's not going to work Aranel," He said.

"I don't care if I have to crawl. I just want to get up," I said getting frustrated.

Thranduil looked at me. I smiled at him when a thought crossed my mind. I would just wait for him to leave, but he never seemed to leave my side, and when he did someone always had to watch me.

The doors swung open. I could see Mara running into the room.

"Mommy! Legolas is going to get me!"

I laughed.

"Come here," I said patting the side of the bed.

She sat down and I whispered something in her ear. Legolas came into the room and Mara hid under the bed.

"What's wrong Legolas?" I asked.

He looked at me with suspicion. Thranduil remained quiet, knowing he was going to enjoy what happened next. Legolas walked closer to the bed and Mara stuck her arms out and grabbed his legs. Legolas slightly jumped. Everyone started to laugh. It was moments like these that I enjoyed, but I wished it could be me that would also run around with her. What kind of mother was I to just sit in bed?

They left the room, still laughing.

"You are such a bad influence," Thranduil said.

"Yeah, it's all me," I said sarcastically.

"What are you trying to say?"

He got closer to me.

"Oh nothing."

With Thranduil close I could wrap my arms around him and embrace him. I was paralyzed from the waist down but that was the price for living. I used my arm strength to swing myself around and onto his back.

"Now carry me to the hallway," I said holding him tightly.

"I now know how the horses feel." He whispered.

That is the conclusion of Entwined! Thank you all so much for your wonderful comments and support! If you want to continue reading about Aranel and Thranduil check out the Sequel!