Time flies when the white horse passes by.
Five more years have passed since the Nazgûl invaded the Shire.
During these five years, Turka and Fenna's two sons also grew up. Because the newborn princes have the blood of both dragonborn and elves, they grow up faster than ordinary elves or even humans.
Among them, AráTur, who has the same hair color as their father, is the eldest son, and Nolatu (?ólaTur), who has the same hair color as their mother, is the second son - AráTur and Nolatu are their descendants. The patronymic names AráTurca and ?ólaTurca in Ya language mean 'noble Turca' and 'wisdom Turca'.
Their birth names are Morifindo and Tindo respectively. These are two Sindarin names meaning: 'black-haired' and 'silver-haired'.
However, their mother prefers to call them Sarnie. Faras means: sparkling gem.
Ah, yes, Fenner regarded her two children as the most beautiful gift their father had given her. Fenner has always been careful and loving in raising her two children. She always looks at the children's little faces, hands and feet with tenderness and reluctance; she always kisses them when they are asleep. Touch their foreheads and accompany them to sleep with the softest singing.
His originally lively temperament also completely softened.
Fenner watched the children expand little by little, watching them go from not understanding anything to shouting those two words that fascinated her.
"emil!"
"nana!"
Both are Sindarin words for mother.
Fenner's longing was finally fulfilled. Her love with the Silver King was the happiest time in her long life. However, as the first dragonborn blessed by Ilúvatar, Turka contains extremely powerful power, but the price of being pregnant with the king's child was that she exhausted her spirit and physical strength; when the child was born Finally, she could feel that the fate of her first-born children had arrived.
Her beautiful face has not been etched by the years at all, but the stars in her eyes have gradually dimmed, and she has become extremely weak. The music and singing in the halls of Mandos ring in her ears from time to time. She longs to return from Arda. Relief from heavy burdens. Longing for an eternal rest.
That is the fate of the elves, and no one can change it unless the world is reopened.
Therefore, even with the efforts of her husband and children to stay, her heart still became cold and gray day after day, like a starless night in winter, or like a lonely wilderness in the howling cold wind.
Turka had a premonition of this very early, so at the beginning, he was not so willing to give birth to their children. But in the end, he also understood that it was his wife's choice. All he could do was spend as much time as possible with his wife.
But even so, Turka did not expect that this day would come so early. Seeing his wife getting haggard day by day, Turka prayed to the Valar and even the Holy One more than once. Praying for my wife to stay.
But one day, a voice came from the sky, followed the wind, and entered Turka's ears.
It was Manwë, himself coming.
"O Turka blessed by fate, the price of the elves' eternal life is to grow tired with the changes of the world. The halls of Mandos provide eternal sleep so that they can be freed from endless burdens. Therefore, this is not a A sad thing.”
"But our children are still so young and they need their mothers," Turka said. "And how to deal with the sorrow that remains in the mortal world? I have a premonition that I will no longer be able to see her beautiful figure."
Manwë was silent for a moment, and then said: "Your fate cannot be seen by us, so I can't give you an answer. But your descendants will be well and properly taken care of, so you don't need to worry."
As a result, Turka knew that this fate could not be changed.
Finally, after persisting for five years, the fire in Fenner's body finally burned out. On a lonely autumn day, when the grass and trees in the beautiful garden of the Ring of Kings at the top of Annuminas began to wither, frost was about to fall on the earth.
She said goodbye to her husband: "Thank you very much for appearing in my life. Meeting you was the most beautiful encounter in my life. But now, please forgive me for saying goodbye. Giving birth to our children has exhausted my energy." , I can feel that the fate of the elf is waiting for me. But I don’t regret it! Please don’t blame me and the child, because they are all treasures I got with my heart that loves you the most!”
At that time, Turka shed tears for the first time in his life.
He kissed his wife's smooth forehead, held his lover's hand tightly, and begged her to stay because their time together was still so short. "But I haven't fulfilled the promise between us yet." Wang said painfully, and the tears he shed actually turned into crystal gems. "How can you just leave me?"
He thought of the vows he and his wife made many years ago on the white embankment of Mislond, and felt extremely sad in his heart.
But the queen smiled, and her dim eyes showed a faint light again. She wiped away the tears from the corner of the king's eyes and said: "I have got it! Ocleanm, you and the child are the most precious gift in my life." !”
Wang was in great mourning.
At that time, their child stood ignorantly outside the king's palace, being held by an old-looking hobbit.
"Godfather, why is Ada so sad?" The still young Nolatu asked the godfather who was holding his hand in a sweet voice. The elder brother Aratu also looked up at Bilbo with a curious expression.
Because the princes are still young, no one will specifically tell them that their mother, the queen of the Kingdom of Elpera, is about to return to the Western Holy Land. They are about to lose the care and selfless love from their mother.
And Bilbo, who has been stranded in Annuminas since five years ago, is now aging very quickly. He is no longer young, but looks gray-haired, with wrinkles on his hands and face, and a stooped back. His steps gradually faltered.
"That's because there is sand in your Ada's eyes. Look, he shook them out." Bilbo held a prince by the hand and said in a soft voice that he could not use when he was young.
The little prince nodded ignorantly, not quite understanding what his godfather said, but it did not prevent him from continuing to ask the godfather who had been playing with them: "Godfather, we haven't seen Nana for many days, why can't Ada Are we allowed to see Nana?"
"Godfather, I haven't heard Nana sing for a long time. Can you tell Ada that we can go in and listen to Nana's lullaby again?"
Bilbo raised his head quickly to prevent the little princes from seeing the tears flashing in his eyes.
A few days later.
Mithlond (Greyhaven).
A team carrying the royal flag meandered from the Eastern Avenue and entered the largest elven port in Middle-earth. There, a white swan boat was waiting for them.
The owner of Gray Harbor, the shipbuilder Cirdan, and a few sailors stood on the white embankment, as if they had expected it.
There was no ritual music or welcome. Turka personally hugged his wife and got off a carriage. Behind them are the princes who already know what death and separation are, and Bilbo holding their hands.
"nana!"
The twins broke free from their godfather's hand and stumbled over, seemingly trying to pull their Ada's robe. But he was caught by Bilbo who was chasing him.
At that time, the fire in Fenna's body burst out with the last ray of light. She signaled her husband to put her down and called the two children. Looking at her two sons who looked like jade and silver sculptures, the queen's eyes showed a trace of reluctance and sadness: "My Sarnie, do you still remember what Nana told you? The separation of the elves is not a farewell, Nana will be here On the other side of the sea, those who are always watching you, don’t cry.”
"But why do you have to leave?" As the elder brother, Aratu almost cried, but when the queen said he couldn't cry, he held it back. The same goes for the youngest son Nolatu. Big tears kept rolling in their golden vertical pupils, which was heartbreaking.
"I know you like the ocean. We can move to Lord Cirdan. Why do we have to go to the other side of the sea?" the eldest prince asked his mother.
At that time, the queen touched the hair of the two children that looked like day and night, and said with pity and apology: "Because Nana is too tired and needs to rest, and your grandfather and grandmother are also there, so we are also there." s home."
"And there are many beautiful things there that are different from Middle-earth, and there are also many of your relatives, so Nana is not alone there."
"Then can we go with you?" This really made the twins' expressions look much better. The two brothers looked up at their mother with their big, innocent eyes.
"One day, but not now," their mother said.
