He does - perhaps he will learn differently in time.
I did not mean it on this occasion, little niece - I swear. I promised all of you I would not make such a wish again, and I swear to you no matter how dearly I have wished to, I have not spoken the words. That it happened again... I do not know if it might again. Will has no experience of this either - this has never been the case, so far as he knows.
Some part of you must have if that was the result. Look at yourself now, you are worse for this than you would otherwise have been. You have gained nothing from it, then or not. You avoided your pain rather than overcome it.
You are stronger than that, so much stronger. There are those who are not so strong as you who had no such option and still found their way back to the light. As you could.
You have seen and faced things that no other could have and you lived. And you have seen such wondrous things that can never been seen again, things that should not be forgotten. You seem to dwell on all the horrid things now rather than the good.
[She pauses.] You are stronger than I ever was, or ever could be. I found my way back to the light without losing a part of myself, you can as well.
Am I? [ a small broken smile ] I do not feel so, little niece. It is easier to see the grief than it is the wonder, these days.
Perhaps I did wish it - I grow so weary of the way the curse dogs my every step. Even in a different world it follow us. But I did not mean to, and I am sorry - I know it grieves you, and I would not have willingly done it again.
Dryads? Not really, Ariadne. I have only met the three who follow in Legolas' train.
[ Distraction get? ]
We had no such beings in Arda that I knew of, although they seem a little like lesser Maia, perhaps - ah, that is, spirits of the world, but with less power than I would expect, and tied closely to their homes.
[Firmly:] You are, I know that you are. You only feel this way now because you felt nothing these past days and now you feel it all again.
We are your family, you should let us help you find the wonder in the world again. Curse or no, I will not abandon my family, I will not leave you to your own.
If you must, ask your queen for relief. Or I will ask mine.
[ Here is a face you may remember, and a voice you may recognize ]
Maglor.
I am sorry, for your loss, and whatever part, unwilling, I played in it.
[ There is a pause. ]
But, as one I would claim at least something of a friend, and for Celebrimbor's sake, I would tell you what I know of it.
You know, of course, of Clarisse's network post. Afterwards, Celegorm decided to ride out with an army, with the intention to set siege to the castle and retrieve the 'silmaril'. [ He hesitates over the word, uncertain of its pronunciation ]
Many of the Seelie spotted a large army on the march towards Caer Glaem, and fearing another incursion much like the one months previous, but with more manpower, we tried to gather and fight to defend the castle. There are children, teachers, all manner of non-combatants who call Caer Glaem their refuge, many of which were drawn here by the monarchs for a war they are ill-equipped to fight, if they even desire to.
In light of that, we gathered to fight, an head of the Unseelie forces, while others sought to evacuate the castle of those who could not defend themselves, should the worst occur. Many of us did not know the reasoning for the battle until almost two days into it, and some did not even know until your pronouncement that was broadcast over the network.
It should not have happened. I will forever regret not catching sight of Clarisse sooner, to know of the battle and its intentions. I regret not pushing harder once the trade was decided, for there are ways to die that lend themselves to resuscitation, for the body can remain dead for a matter of minutes before it is too late to save.
[ He is silent. For all of his regrets, there is little he can do of them, and even then it likely could not have changed the tide. ]
If I can assist you in any way, do not hesitate to ask. You can consider it a debt owed, if nothing else.
I have a manor in the forest, but I didn't realize that building it might upset them. Someone suggested that I should plant a tree in it to appease them, and I want to grow a garden, but I've never done either.
[ Maglor uses voice so as not to betray how badly the return of his heart has affected him - exhausted and tired and wrung to the limits of his endurance, but the voice is cool and distant, the proud prince rather than the gentle bard ]
Kaldur'ahm. I know of the way Clarisse flung my family's treasure in our faces, for was I not one of the first to answer? It was not just Celegorm's threats she refused but my pleading, also - and it was I who spoke before my brother. She was warned, and Celegorm fulfilled his part. I do not hold the Seelie at fault for defending their own, but I do cast fault against your queen, who despite my warning did nothing to prevent it. I cast fault against those who call her friend, and who did not act to stop her. I cast fault against those who let her go through with my brother's execution.
I do not blame you.
I thank you for the kindness of your thought. Yet I will take nothing from the hand of any who hold with the courts or who stand with Clarisse.
In La Llorna? Hmp. That place dislikes all things that walk, human or otherwise. If you plant a tree, I would choose one carefully - a young one, tended with love and care, might yet learn to love its carers, but do not take the willows - their hearts are black and rotten. Yet it might be taken as a sign of good will, also. I would speak, if you can, to the haryon of the Elvenking. Legolas is King now, if he chooses to take his father's crown, but he is Silvan, I think - and the folk of the wood have ways with tree and branch that we Noldor never learnt. You could also ask to speak to the Lady Galadriel - from the tales her daughter tells me, after... we were estranged, my cousin moved to Lothlorien, and they dwelt amongst and on the trees there - she might have some advice.
And... no fortress should be without a garden, I think.
[She flinches but it's almost barely noticeable. She expected that reaction from him. She expected it and had braced herself for it.]
Have I ever claimed to trust them myself? No, I do not trust them. Queen Solais has been generous but she has never once given me real reason to trust in her.
[That's hardly important.]
But it would not be a debt owed to them but one they would owe you. Have they not taken much from us already and given little in turn?
Aye [ A dark scowl - Solais, especially, he feels has much to answer for - If she cared at all for them, she ought to have acted ]
[ A sigh and he shakes his head ]
They have taken much, and seem inclined to take more. Do not worry for me, little niece - I will... I will find a way to manage. I suspect the more we meddle the worse it will be, in any case.
[Celebrían would make no effort to defend Solais.]
I will always worry for you, uncle. Just as I think mother would and Elrond would were he still here. [Her hand moves to the pendant.] Then we need not meddle. They offer us gifts, boons, in return for certain deeds performed.
It would not be difficult to ask such when next something simple arises. As the ainsels did.
It would be safer, but, perhaps not as politic. [ a considering frown ] If you could see if a dryad would speak to you? You might stand and call them politely, beg their assistance - they would know, if any seedlings were safe to take. [ The Willow tried to eat them, Maglor does not forget such things easily ]
Ah, your pardon. Haryon is... it means, prince, heir - he is the Elvenking's son, after all. Mm, she is grown wise and great, my little cousin. I am glad... [ his voice drifts off a little before he seems to return to the conversation ]
It takes little you will find, to raise a good garden - a little sun, a little water, a lot of love, amil used to say, was enough for most small things, and plants are no different.
Only if you cannot use it for something better suited to yourself. [ firm ] I will manage, Celebrian. And... I will not willingly take anything from the hand of one whose inaction in large part brought about this war and my brother's death.
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