Why
Spoilers: Uh…What do you think? Gwill! Duh…
Disclaimers: What do you think? I'm a poor writer. Like I could own Tolkien Ent.!
Note: Don't freak out 'cause I added Lenwe! Sorry!
Note: * * equal thoughts! To the story!
Three weeks after the death of Aragorn
"By the Valar, Legolas, let me in! it's just me, Lenwe!" The Elf maiden sighed. Legolas wouldn't even talk to her. And she was his twin. He had shouldered the blame for Aragorn's death, even though the healers had pronounced that the man had died of a heart attack.
"Legs, I'm giving you to three. One…two…"
*Forget this. Legolas could be in trouble. I'll have to break in.*
Lenwe sighed. She hated to see her twin like this.A few minutes later, the door creaked open, revealing a dark and unkempt room. The curtains were drawn, creating a tomb-like effect.
*Surely this isn't Legolas' room, the lover of light and trees.*
"Legolas? I'm going to open the windows. Alright?" Not that she had expected a reply. The form on the bed didn't stir.
Lenwe drew the curtains back, letting in a flood of light. And revealing that Legolas was in a worse sate than his rooms.
Legolas was unnaturally pale, even for one of the Elven race. His eyes sagged. You could nearly see through him.
"Le- Legolas! By the Valar!" Lenwe rushed to her twin, crying.