Current mood:

determined

Unlikely Assassin
Vorladien has been distancing herself, spending much of her time with her parents. The war is just over the horizon and it has caused both of us an incredible amount of stress, so I let her go. At times, though, I can not help but feel a bit worried and isolated, for, where am I for her and I fear that her fear of me leaving is taking her away from me.

No, no, Legolas, what are you saying? She loves you...You love her...

I love her... And I refuse to lose her, but my mind is riddled with thoughts of my father. *sighs* He is destroying my life and the life of everyone around me and if I have to stop him myself, I will.

I am packed and ready to depart. As of now, no one knows of my leaving except for my two children, to whom I have left a lock of my hair in case something happens to me. To my wife, I left a note...

Melethril -

By the time you read this, I will be on my way to Mirkwood. Yes, I know that I said that I would stay with you and the children, but this must be done. My father has destroyed all that I hold dear, and what he hasn't destroyed, he is going to eventually. He sent Galatea to murder you and that has not left my mind. His treachery runs deeper now and if I have to stop him now I will.

My Light, I love you more than words can describe. I hope you know this, but for your safety as well as our children's I go to face my father. Whether or not I return is in the hands of the Valar now and our love for eachother. Our children both hold a lock of my hair, clenched tightly in their little fists. They will grow up strong and happy, whether I be there to guide them or not. You are a strong woman, Vorladien. You have survived so much. You can survive this.

I just hope I can...

Do not, please do not send ayone to come find me or save me. No other lives should be lost and this is something between my father and I.

I love you, My Light, My darling wife. You have given me so much more than I could have ever imagined, made me so much more the elf than I was before you came into my life. You are always on my mind and in my heart. Take care, my lover....


Your melethril,

Legolas


Will she send someone after me, will she pursue me herself? I don't know...

But what must be must be...

And what must be done, must be done...

Farewell, my love... Onward I go, to Mirkwood...