Title: Blessings
Author: Malana
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy or
LOTR
Spoilers: Assume whole of LOTR,
for Buffy, assume that Willow fell
sometime in season 5.
I'm going to be a queen. An actual honest-to-goodness queen. Cordelia
would be jealous. I wish she would
be here to see it. Actually, I wish all of my old friends would be here to see
it. I always thought it would be
Giles who walked me down the aisle.
I always thought that I'd have Buffy as my maid of honor and Dawn and
Anya as bridesmaids. None of
that's going to happen now.
I first fell to Middle Earth a little over a two
years ago. I was never able to
figure out exactly how it happened.
We were fighting a demon.
The demon uttered a few words, some sort of curse, and I got hit by some
sort of energy beam. I awoke near
a city I now know to be Edoras. I
opened my eyes to see one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen staring
down at me. An elf named Legolas
who quickly became one of my closest friends in this strange land.
The city
was in the middle of being evacuated.
My Scoobyness kicked in, and I realized that I needed to put my own
problems aside. I was told the
story of a dark lord, and of a powerful ring. I knew that I needed to help. When the orcs attacked Helm's Deep, I was not allowed to
help fight. As much as I've come to
love Middle Earth, the sexism here still gets to me. Through use of my magic in the upcoming battles,
I was able to earn a lot of
respect, but the men were still wary to have me involved.
Throughout
it all, I had Aragorn to turn to. Aragorn, raised by elves, destined to
sit on the throne of Gondor. And
completely in love with the elf Arwen.
When I first saw him, I
just wanted to be in his arms. But
when I heard of Arwen, I realized that I would have to settle for
friendship. My friendship with him
was the only thing that got me through the long nights when the realization
that I might never see Sunnydale again became to much for me to handle. He was always there for me. When the news
came that Arwen had sailed of to the Undying Lands to be with her people, I was
there to comfort him.
Eventually the ring was destroyed, and Aragorn
took his spot on the throne. I
decided to stay in Gondor. I had
come to the conclusion that I had to start making some sort of life for myself
there. Hours and hours spent
talking to the wizard Gandalf and going through books made me realize that hope
of getting back was small.
Slowly my relationship with Aragorn blossomed
into something more than friendship. One night when we were walking under the
stars, he pulled me into a kiss.
There, beneath a beautiful full moon, he asked me to be his wife. As much as I loved him, it surprised me
when I said yes. In some way, it
felt like saying yes was giving up on ever getting back to my old life. But, for the first time, I realized
that if I had a chance to go back, I might not take it. Aragorn is truly one of the greatest
men I've ever know. Intelligent,
honorable, and loyal, I loved him, and didn't' want to lose him even if it
meant going home. In truth, I was
beginning to feel like Gondor was home.
I still miss Sunnydale, and all of my friends.
But I've grown to love Middle Earth as well. I have friends here, in Eowyn, Faramir, Legolas, and many
others. Gondor is a wondrous city,
and I want to see it remain that way.
I love Aragorn, and as thrilled that I will be his wife. I want to have
children with him. I want to be a
good and honorable queen. Middle
Earth is still recovering, and the duty I felt for Sunnydale, I now feel for
Gondor.
There will always be a part of me in Sunnydale,
but a person can't be forever divided.
And every day I feel more and more that maybe what caused me to fall
here wasn't a curse, but a blessing.