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Chapter 48
When the sun stood high up in the sky and many more songs had been sung, everyone rose and danced hand in hand in a long row through the forest, over turfs and heather and over the lady’s bedstraw, over stones and moss, through snowthorn and anemones, past juniper and spruces and pines. In front danced the Tirith* and blew his golden horn, so the birds flew over their heads and all of the forest animals followed them.
The man in the moon rock heard them, where he rested in his deep dark shadow; and he drew his coat over his ears and curled together as a night creature in the wait for the dark.
But when the night came, they were back in the valley, and the Tirith rose and said: “Robin, noble Robin, you that came from the mortal’s world and found the solution on the Sleepers riddle, you shall have a wish fulfilled.”
And Robin stepped forward to him and saw the golden horn glimmer in the moonlight, when he smiled, his lines deepened.
She thought a long time, before she wished. Everyone’s eyes were upon her, when she said: “Then I wish, that I always will be able to meet you.”
“Your wish is fulfilled,” said the Tirith. “For where ever you are, our world will always be inside you. If you call we shall come; maybe not in visible shape, but always in thoughts and dreams.”
When Robin sat down again among the others, she noticed that she was very tired. She saw her little room in front of her with the cat picture on the wall and the princess on her blind and the bed, where the cover was laid for the night. The beings in the valley seemed to fade, and their voices sounded far away.
“Where are you disappearing to, Robin?” asked Legolas worried. Robin made a real effort and saw him clear again.
“I’m so tired,” she said “I think I have to go home now.”
“Please do not fall asleep,” said Legolas. “Only the Sleeper sleeps in the immortal Forest. Shall I follow you to the road?”
Robin nodded. They said farewell to the others, who asked her to soon return.
Galadriel hugged her long. She asked if she had decided what to ask for of her that she could grant for her.
“I thought the wish I gave to the Tirith was the one you promised me.” Robin shyly said.
“No, my little one. I can give you one as well.” Galadriel told her.
Robin looked on Legolas and then turned forward and whispered; “Then I wish….” Her cheeks turned pink and she bit her under lip in the wait for Galadriel's reply.
“That will be fulfilled when you have become of age. Take care and we might see each other again.” Galadriel said and hugged her one more time.
After that Legolas and Robin went together through the dark, in silent for not the man in the moon rock and the Tôgneitha and the creature with the many shapes would hear them.
“You will come back?” whispered Legolas, which had followed her all the way to the gate.
Robin promised.
“Do you follow me to the gardens, gardens in the Edhelnen*? Because if you believe in me and on yourself, then you can breathe down there, Robin.” He embraced her and kissed her again.
The kiss was promising and she didn’t regret her wish to Galadriel.
“Robin, what did you wish of Galadriel?” wondered Legolas when he had let her go.
“That will be a secret.” She smiled.
“Oh please, Lirimaer*, we should not have secrets.” Legolas said, stroking Robin over her light hair.
“It will be a secret between us then,” she said leaned and continued whisper in his ear, “the secret is…”
Both became coloured of the embarrassed type of what the wish significant. Legolas was the one that collected himself first and kissed her to seal the understanding.
“Cormamin lindua ele lee*, for your return, may it be soon.” He whispered and held her tight.
“What does the first mean?” Robin asked as she didn’t understand his language.
“It means about that I will hold you dear and wait for you.” Legolas replied.
He let her go and started to look in his clothes for something. After some time he held a shell in his hand. Stretched it out to her, “I want you to have this as a memory of me, and it might help that day you are ready.”
“Thank you.” Robin said and took it. Turning the shell she saw there was a little mother of pearl in it. It shimmered as Legolas hair. Looking up at him she asked, “How do you say thank you?”
“Diola lle.” He replied and a glimmer was shown in his blue eyes.
“Diola lle.” Robin repeated.
She felt she had hard to hold her eyes open. Legolas seeing it; “We must say Goodbye, before you fall asleep here.”
Robin nodded and she had very hard to think the immortal world away this time. It took time and before she stood in the dark of her own world she heard Legolas say; “Cormamin niuve tenna’ tae lea lle au’.*”
Back in the forest she felt little dizzy. On the way to the cottage she thought she heard the patter of feet in the grass beside the currant bushes - not of human, lighter bare feet steps. But she knew it was impossible; it was probably only drops that fell from the leaves.
She went up for the stair and into the hall of the cottage. Her mother still sat in the kitchen and read English.
“Are you already back?” she said. “Did you forget something?”
“N-no,” said Robin.
“Yooho Robin?” her father called from the chamber. “Do you feel for play a game of Turn eight with me?”
“No," replied Robin. “I will go to bed and sleep.”
“Oh dear, you aren’t sick I hope?” her mother said anxious. “You have slept several hours already? You look little feverish, I think.”
“No, I feel very well,” explained Robin, and when she said that she come to think of the Giant, that had eaten all Hrávemat*. She giggled.
“You have some secret,” her mother said. “That I’m sure about.”
“Probably only a new witch poison,” her father shouted. “Maybe a sleeping medicine.”
But Robin didn’t answer.
Before she fell asleep that evening, she felt like she sat on the horse back and swing back and forth, when the dark close all thicker around her; longer and longer in the twilight was she brought, without being afraid.
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Tirith - guard, watch
Edhelnen - elf lake (Legolas-Callas Palustris birth fen)
Lirimaer - lovly one
Cormamin lindua ele lee - My heart sing for thee
Cormamin niuve tenna’ tae lea lle au’ - My heart shall weep until it sees thee again
Hrávemat - eaters