Novel & Cerita How Did Legolas Mother Die

They lay shapeless on the grass now, ripped and tumbling; and a shrill howling rose into the quivering air, and faded to a bodiless and thin sound that died, and was sucked up, and was never spoken again in that time of life of this existence. Legolas stood there, blinking through his tears, and no one spoke to him or appeared to notice him. He wiped away the tears and stooped to pick up Charlotte's emerald shield, which he draped over his shoulder. Then he looked for his sword, which he had dropped, because his arm had become numb even as he landed his blow, and he can only use his left hand now. And, lo and behold! There was his sword, but the blade was smoldering as a dry twig plunged int

Iliya smiled wholeheartedly as she set her eyes on her father and greeted with a bow, with two knees on the ground. Lord Eradnel stood with a smile, though he was old enough to be weak, his strength was as fresh as youth. The Lords of the Elves were blessed with a partial immortality, but so less so that there would always be new Lords. "What a pleasant surprise. Stand, my daughter, Legolas Elanaoragorn rejoices today. Come!" She rushed Into his arms and he kept her in his warm, loving and comforting bossom. "I have missed you so much, father"

"How come your name is different from when I met you? Leif Chasen?" "After we flew to another country, my mom decided to alter my name to Leif Chasen. I was against it, but I had no other choice. That's the only way for my dad to stop hunting us." Marcos paused. "And, as for me being the Queen's nephew, I apologize for not informing you sooner. My mother and the Queen are related by blood. After my mother passed away, I was taken by Queen Elbereth." "Y- your mom p- passed away?" I repeated. "That saddens me. You must have felt a lot of anguish when your mother passed away; I'm sure you were alone throughout your grieving."

“I’ve already sent men out to collect information and fortify our defenses. But we need to get ourselves be prepared. I have to meet with this Mother Dragon.” “Be safe out there.” Eros said. “One more thing.” Thorn looked at him without blinking. “How exactly did mother die?” Thorn pursued, “I’ve been thinking about it all morning. I remember it was a painful death, but they were unable to identify the cause.” Eros’s eyes widened, as if he had been sucked into his old painful memories. “Your mother had a stubborn illness in her lungs. It can be fatal for dragons.” He sat down on his big chair and sank into a deep sorrow. “At the end, her own dragon fire became torture. An unfortunate death i

He turned sharply — hand at his side where he’d tucked a broken hatchet — and saw someone standing just beyond the trees. A woman. Familiar. Long hair. Pale blue dress. Eyes like frost and winter water. “Mom…?” She smiled. And it broke him. Not with grief — but with rage. Because he knew better now. She’d died in this forest. Years ago. Pulled beneath when he was too young to understand what he’d seen. But she wasn’t here. Not really. Lucas raised the totem like a ward. “I know what you are. Go ahead. Show me.”

“Follow this passage to its end. There is a small door. Outside it is Mirror Lake. Go into the water. There is a current at the bottom that runs down to the mortal world.” My mother looked at her and forced her voice out, like a rusted hinge. “Why?” “Because when my daughter died, there was no one beside her.” The tears slid down Iole’s face without a sound. “At least your daughter died in your arms. At least you could hold her.” My mother wept. It was the first time she had wept since they put her in that place. Iole took her arm and walked her, step by step, down the long passage. My mother’s legs would not answer her; every step was like walking on a blade. They went on so long that she b

She says without waiting for me to reply to her question. “Why did you say that the forbidden alliance between my mother and father claimed their lives? That’s not what happened.” My voice is firm and Selena studies me as I speak. “They died in a forest here in human territory. That’s where General Ross killed them.” I explain to her. I expect her to know this, since she is a sorceress and all. “The forest Olam.” She says with a sigh. “All you have said is right, I saw it all happen in dream days before.” She adds.

"I don't know with certainty," Elara said. "I was already taken by then. But I have always believed.." she stopped. "I have always believed that Valen found her. Eventually that her death was not the accident it was made to look like." The library was very, very still. I looked at the window. At the pale light. At the grounds outside, frost still on the grass in the places the sun hadn't reached. "He killed my mother," I said.

“Let me grow up in Blackthorn. Let them think I was some cursed omega. A mistake.” Elen nodded. “She made them see what she wanted them to see.” He looked up sharply. “She died for it?” “I don’t know.” Elen swallowed. “The last time anyone saw her… she crossed into the Ember Fold. Before it collapsed. Before it vanished.” Ezra didn’t speak. He couldn’t. The name Varros echoed in his skull like a prayer and a curse. He didn’t remember much about his mother—only moments. A voice, soft as rain. A lullaby half-forgotten. A warmth around his shoulders when the world felt too cold.

The silent crowd erupted, clapping and blowing horns in celebration, obviously neglecting that they had all just witnessed the death of one of their own. “Velkan, Oh, Velkan. I knew you could do it.” His mother, Leia, rushed to him. Velkan fell to the ground, his body reacting to the wolfbane flowing in his vein. “Velkan, Vee, Velkan, are you….” His mother’s concerned voice was the last thing he heard as he faded into the darkness.