The Maid of Melian - Chapter Two

Ok, in the first chapter, you meet Alassea (the speaker), who is a maid of Melian, thus the name of the story. Eärendur, a really cute elf, comes and tells Alassea that her sister and her sister's husband are dead. Eärendur stays and the two of them comfort each other. Maybe a love interest there? ;-)

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"Calaglin?!?" I exclaimed. "What are you doing here?" I was in the library.

"I came to see my baby sister. What else did you think?" he answered.

I felt the tears coming. I wasn't his baby sister, and I told him that. He looked at me for a moment, then said, "Of course you are - well, now you are at least." All I could do was stare at him. Finally I regained my ability to speak.

"How can you be so calm? You should be at least a little upset," I said slowly. "Did I miss something?" I asked.

"What do you mean 'did I miss something'?" He didn't wait for an answer before going on. "Of COURSE you did!"

"What?" I asked, confused. "What did I miss that made it so that you don't even care that your youngest sister is-" I stopped. I knew that if I said it that the tears would come rushing out.

"Oh, Alassea, hon, I do care," He said as he walked towards me with his hands outstretched. "I just care about the fact that you never came to my wedding a little bit more right now. I mean, I sent you an invitation first. You were expected. You never came. I was quite embarrassed and upset." He looked calm on the outside, but when I looked into his eyes, I saw fire. It was scary. He never acted like that before. I didn't understand.

"I haven't been taking messages. You got married? But, who did you marry? I didn't know you were with anyone," I said. He then told me about Lessien. I had heard of her. She didn't come from a good family. She didn't seem too good either. I had met her once, and it hadn't gone well. I had gotten more attention from the male elves because, and this may sound conceded, but, I had always been beautiful, and I was better looking than her. She had become quite jealous and had left the gathering early with the excuse that she was tired. It was obvious that that wasn't her real reason. I had known from that moment on that she hated me. I didn't know what type of magic she had, but I suspected that Calaglin had been put under her love spell. Only she could break it. Otherwise, he was completely in her control. She wanted to hurt me, I knew, and she had found an excellent way of doing so.

"And, well, I love Lessien very much, and I had hoped that you could have witnessed our joining. Too bad, I guess," Calaglin finished. I wouldn't feel guilty. I wouldn't. This wasn't my brother; this was some evil she-elf wanting revenge because of something I couldn't help. I started when a voice spoke from the doorway saying my name.

"Alassea? There you are. And who is this?" he asked when he saw Calaglin. "I don't believe we have met. I'm Eärendur."

"And I am Calaglin. Alassea's older brother. Why are you here?" he asked coldly. Eärendur ignored the tone.

"I came to tell your sister about the tragedy that occurred in your family. I was a close friend of Caranthir and became a friend of his wife. I'm so sorry for your loss." I thought I saw a tear in his eye. He usually tried to hide his sadness from me. I guess to make me think that it would all be okay. I knew it wouldn't be. She would never be back. Poor little Anaranë. Trapped in the halls of Mandos until the world comes to an end. At least she has her husband now.

"I believe that happened quite a while ago. Why are you still here? I think that one of you should explain. Now," Calaglin said. I was the one who broke the tense silence.

"We were both very sad that Anaranë and Caranthir died and he stayed here to help comfort me and I helped comfort him. Obviously you didn't need any comforting. You aren't even my brother. Lessien, I know a love spell when I see one. Let my brother go! He doesn't deserve this!" I screamed. I hated her at that moment more than I have ever hated anyone in my life. I wanted her dead. She couldn't get away with this. I ran into Calaglin's arms and cried. "Please, please come back to me, Calaglin. Don't let her get away with this!" I yelled into his chest.

"What are you talking about, sister? I am your brother and always have been. I have just changed my views slightly. Calm down," he said as he pushed me away. I knew he then that he couldn't fight it. She was too strong. If I killed her, a part of her would always linger in my brother. Not a strong part, but even a little bit of her would be enough to take over his mind.

"Yes, of course. I don't know what got into me. Sorry," I said quietly. Lessien wouldn't do anything to me just yet. I wondered what her plan was, but I was pretty sure that it would involve me dying. I would somehow have to tell Eärendur about it, but I knew Calaglin/Lessien would probably follow me all around, making sure I didn't do just that. "I'm going to my room," I said, and left.

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How was that? Sorry it took so long. The computer wouldn't fit into the car with all the other stuff when I went on vacation. :-) Please leave comments!

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