Dragonborn from Lord of the Rings

Chapter 194 Arwen and Turka

As we know, Arwen Udomir parted from Turka in the Rink because of grief, and returned to her grandmother's home in the Lothlórien Forest.

But even so, she never let go of her concern for Turka.

She learned about the meeting of Elrond and everything that happened in the future from her grandmother and the elves of Karas Galathon-at that time, when she heard that Turka led the cavalry to help the Lonely Mountain.The lord of the Golden Forest, her grandfather Celeborn, also heard that the ancient demons reappeared on the earth and besieged the dwarves' homeland, so they decided to lead the elves of Karasgarathon to help the Lonely Mountain.

She began to feel uneasy.

She said to her grandmother: "This battle will determine the fate of many people. I have a hunch that many elves will not be able to return to their homes in the West."

At that time, they stood on the watchtower of a gigantic Mallon tree, looking at the northern and southern skies with a heavy and sad heart.

In their line of sight, the sky in these two places was covered with dark clouds, accompanied by lightning and thunder, which was extremely dangerous.

Mrs. Galadriel even said: "This is the last swan song of the Middle-earth elves. After this battle, our mission in Middle-earth will come to an end. At that time, your grandfather, your father and I will return to Aman Continent to join us in ancient times." The kinsmen reunited. Arwen, my beloved Undómiel, the time has come, the time has come to choose your fate."

It is said that a long time ago, Galadriel and Elrond foresaw the fate of Arwen, but neither of them told Arwen.Outsiders have no way of knowing the fate of this half-elf princess who is as beautiful as the tree people queen of the Golden Forest.

It was not until much later that people saw the cruelty in some of the stories.

Regarding her own destiny, Arwen also felt a certain trajectory, but the future is still hidden in the fog.So, she said sadly: "I don't want to be separated from you, but I have a hunch that it will be a long time before we meet again."

"Indeed." Galadriel held the princess's hand, his eyes sad: "I only hope that you will not regret your choice, my beloved Undómiel, because the fate of the one you choose is not The hands of the Valar are not within the foreseeable scope of the elves, I can only say: Your fate begins with the Elessa gem and ends with the Elessa gem."

"The eternal life of elves is also a burden. Arwen, your relationship may not be better than Indis (Indis). Are you sure you want to follow this predictable relationship? When the flowers are gone, leave Yours may be a more bleak end than the daughter of Eros and Erewen."

Indis was the second wife of Fenwe, the first high king of the Noldor in the first era. Her sons Fingolfin and Finarfin never caused many disturbances in the first era because of their discord with Feanor.Finwë was also the first king of the elves to marry two wives.

The daughter of Eros and Erewen refers to Fenna, because she bequeathed twins to Turka before she went west, which is hard not to say, a repetition of some cruel fate.

But Arwen was stubborn, at least in the eyes of Galadriel and her father.She said: "I will not complain about the cruelty of fate, because I know that this is what I want."

In this regard, Galadriel could only let out a long sigh and stopped talking.

After that, the news that the Silver King was attacked and unconscious came out, so Arwen, who was in a state of confusion, immediately left the home of Karas Galasson and rushed to the Lonely Mountain.

And Galadriel did not stop her, because they all knew that this was the fate of the daughter of Elrond and the son of destiny.As Galadriel predicted, the fate of the two began with the Elessa gem, and it should end with the Elessa gem.

So, after the seventh day of the Second Battle of the Lonely Mountain, Arwen came to Erebor through the great green woods and the vast Rovanian wilds.

It was a moonless night.The dwarf on the city wall first saw a group of extremely beautiful stars floating in the distance. She walked all the way from the end of the valley, then walked up the low slope, and came to the gate.

Arwen took off the hood on her head, revealing a face that the dwarves will never forget.

It is said that at that moment, the stars shone brightly on her face, and all the beauty in the world was reflected in her beautiful eyes.Everyone who sees it is heartbroken.

But the dwarves never forgot their responsibilities in the end, they asked loudly, the name and purpose of the visitor.In consequence the people of the town said she was the daughter of Elrond, granddaughter of Celeborn.

"Please open the door, I have come to save that great king." Under the starlight, the most beautiful of all the elves said so-some people say that the most beautiful is Galadriel, but no matter who it is, it cannot In all conscience, one of them would lose to the other.

So the dwarves of the kingdom below the mountain opened their gates at once, and welcomed her into the hall of the dwarves respectfully.

They told the news to Celeborn and Kili who had come back from Mirkwood.Soon, Celeborn and Kili met the beautiful half-elf princess in the king's hall.

"Your grandmother and I have never wanted you to choose this path." It is said that when seeing Arwen for the first time, Celeborn couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"But in the end, none of us can escape our fate." Arwen, who had traveled a long way, replied in this way.She first saluted Qili, who has succeeded to the throne of the king under the mountain, and then said anxiously: "My father is the most skilled in the elves, but I am no less than him. So, please take me to see Lord Turka .”

So, the new king under the mountain didn't talk nonsense, and immediately led her to the silver king's room.

Passing through the long, high and wide stone path, and the deep dwarf hall, they came to a spacious but quiet room, guarded by many elves and humans.

When they saw the half-elf princess coming from afar, and the accompanying Celeborn and the King of the Mountain, they immediately moved out of the way and put them into the room.

Here, Arwen met Turka who was in a coma.

He lay on a bed of stone but mostly of gems and tulle and silk of elves and men, his eyes closed and his breath scarcely breathing.And on his chest, close to the heart, a wound could be clearly seen, and an extremely ominous black air was continuously emitting from it.

The black air lingered on Turka as if it was alive, and those who saw it were shocked.

"We cannot dispel this power," said Celeborn. "It is the power of Morgoth. The blue wizard attacked him, while Turka was fighting a Balrog."

Neither the elves nor the dwarves could do anything about Turka's wounds, they could only keep him alive as long as they could.Although judging from the current situation, the effect is not great.

However, Turka is not dead, because Arwen can hear his heartbeat, only weakly.

"Look at you." Arwen almost burst into tears, she gently caressed Turka's handsome face, the sadness and love in her heart had no place to rest. "Time can really change a person. Now that I've given my heart to you, I'm not afraid that you'll hurt it to the brim, but you can't just walk away after breaking into my world."

Hearing this, Celeborn could not help but let out a long sigh, turned and left the room.It is said that he could not bear to see his granddaughter take the path that was destined to be sad.

"Princess, can you save him?" Legolas who came over after hearing the news looked worried.Before the war, maybe Thranduil also foresaw his own fate, so he deliberately left Legolas in Mirkwood.

But the Elven King was also seriously injured and unconscious in this battle. The prince of the Woodland Kingdom could only leave Mirkwood and come here to preside over the overall situation.

Arwen put away the grief in her heart, she took out the Elessa gem, placed it on the terrible wound, and called out the names of Estee, the master of healing, and Nina, the merciful one.At the same time, on her jade-like slender fingers, the brilliance of the Ring of Water flashed past.

"Wake up, this world still needs you, your children, your subjects still need you, your fate should not end here."

And I.

Arwen secretly added a sentence in his heart.

Turka had a very long dream. In the dream, everything that was familiar and strange on the earth in the past was vividly remembered, as if he had never left.But then, vague figures such as elves, dwarves, wizards, holy spirits, and gods replaced the old things one by one, and the two entangled with each other, going east and west.He couldn't tell for a long time.

But in the end, a voice sounded in his mind, calling him kindly and nostalgicly, so the picture in his eyes was fixed on a face that was too beautiful to express in words.

He woke up.

Then he saw the high, flat ceiling of the Dwarven Hall.There are rough but magnificent patterns on it, and the firelight illuminates the dim room like daytime.

A beautiful figure was leaning over, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Turka couldn't help sighing, he stretched out a hand, and wiped away the elf's pearly tears: "Princess, your love is doomed to be an illusion, I'm afraid I can't repay your affection. "

Arwen's heart was almost broken. She stroked the silver king's hand, kissed his forehead, and said, "The love of the elves will never be taken back, at least I won't."

Then he left sadly.

It is said that seeing Arwen leave, Turka's heart was also broken. He lay on the stone bed blankly, with struggle and sadness flashing in his eyes.Until an excited voice woke him up.

"Master Turka, you are indeed awake."

It's Kili.

He ran in excitedly, just like he did many years ago.The years have not made him appear more mature.Of course, it is also possible that he hid his grief in his heart.Behind him, Legolas, Bofur, Groin and other old partners also walked in with smiles on their faces.

"Legolas, Bofur, Groin."

Turka sat up and greeted them with a forced smile.The wound on his chest had healed, and his skin was smooth without any scars. Thinking of the voice he heard in his sleep, and the sad and beautiful face of the half-elf princess, Turka knew that it was the daughter of Elrond who saved him.

"What date is it? Is the war won?" he asked.

"Today is June [-]rd, and it cost a lot, but yes, we won." Legolas said, "At least for the time being."

"Please tell me." Turka leaned against the stone wall, although he still felt a little confused, but he could feel that his strength was recovering, so he couldn't wait to ask: "Is everyone okay? How is the war in the south?"

The originally joyful atmosphere was immediately washed away by the heavy topic.

The house was silent.

"It's not good." Kili said sadly: "The Friends of the Forest didn't survive until Arwen of Lothlórien arrived and died. But Lord Celeborn said that he just returned to the Land of the Western Gods, so We were not too sad; but many died, dwarves, elves, men."

"Shorin was pierced through the chest by the Balrog, but he is worthy of the descendants of Turin. Uncle cut a Balrog."

"Indeed," Turka lamented, "I saw that wound too."

This eased the grief on Kili's and the others' faces. You know, Cirdan, the master of the Gray Harbor, is nothing more than that. As a dwarf, Thorin Oakenshield is proud of himself with this record.

Thinking of this, Kili continued: "Fili, Beaver, Nori, and Duvalin died in battle to get back the king's body; the grandson of Bard and the brown robe wizard fought with the Balrog and died too. ; the Iron Hills that were first sacked are no longer there, and Dyne was not honored by the dwarves of Turin, so it is said from the fleeing tribe."

"Father has decided to return to the West." Legolas took over the words of the new King of the Mountain, and the sadness in his eyes could not be suppressed: "Princess Evening Star can't calm the fiery poison of the Balrog, but after this battle, my father's responsibility in Middle-earth It is done, and Valinor calls him."

This is another extremely bad news. Looking at the few remaining friends, Turka also feels that life is fleeting. "Someone once said to me: All partings are for reunion after a long absence." He said: "Maybe we can meet again in the next world."

This remark made all the companions mourn for it.

After being indulging for a long time, everyone's mood was revived again.

"Regarding the war in the south, Aragorn fought the enemy in Westfold. He lived up to your entrustment." Legolas said with a smile: "They bravely smashed the enemy's formation, and almost defeated the enemy in one battle. They break down.

"But I think there must be a lot of embarrassing things in it, because I can see that there is a trace of sadness in the elf's smile." Turka was keenly aware of the waves under the elf prince's smile.

Legolas shut his mouth immediately.

The house became quiet again.

It was not until a long time later that Groin opened his mouth to answer for Legolas: "The war is so cruel. According to the news from the eagle: the enemy dispatched Nazgul, your eldest son and Lord Gandalf came to the rescue in time at the critical moment." Arrived, the enemy was routed, but Boromir was dead."

The dwarf, who was also very old, sighed: "Ah, I can still think of his generous smile; Mormo of Erin Vaughan is also dead, Faramir is seriously injured, and Erkenbu, the hero of the Rohir people Rand II died in battle! That annoying guy in Gildor is also dead! The elves died heroically after destroying (expelling) the two Nazgul!"

Turka opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't say a word.

(End of this chapter)