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"Ada, I'm bored!" Estel whined, tugging on Elrond's robe.
"Estel, not now! Go find one of your brothers." Elrond returned to his writings. The young child sighed and darted out of the room.
Estel soon found his brothers with a small group of elves.
"Elldan, I'm boreded!" he whined. He tugged on his brother's sleeve. Once again, he was yelled at.
"Go away Estel!" Elladan scowled.
"Pease Elldan," he begged. "Pease can I go with you?"
Elohir kneeled down.
"Estel, you know you're not allowed to leave Rivendell."
"Pease Elir. I be good."
"No Estel, it's too dangerous. You might get hurt. Stay here in Rivendell." The brothers jumped on their horses and joined the other elves, who were patiently waiting for them.
Estel stood there, all alone. He kicked the ground.
"It's not fair! I never get to do anything!" He slumped dejectedly to the ground. "Why doesn't anyone ever want to play with me? Don't they like me?" Tears began rolling down his cheeks. "Why doesn't anybody like me?" He stood up suddenly. "Well, if no-one likes me, I go somewhere where they will!" He stomped determinedly away from Rivendell.
"Ow!" Estel yelled as he once again tripped over. He rubbed his knee and began sobbing quietly. Poor Estel Had been waling for hours now. He was tired, sore and hungry. His stomach growled in protest. For the millionth time today, his thoughts turned to those of Rivendell. They would probably be sitting down for dinner right about now. Elladan and Elohir would be arguing over who was better at archery, or who was a more skilled horse rider. He would have lots of nice, yummy lembas. And Ada would be there…….. He began sobbing even harder at the thought of Elrond. Surely he had realised that Estel was missing by now. And they had to be searching for him. And they would find him soon, right?
"I'll wait here till they find me," he decided. He lay down on the ground and curled into a little ball.
Elrond anxiously paced his chambers. Where was Estel? A sudden knock on his door disrupted his chain of thoughts. He looked up and found Glorfindel standing ion the doorway.
"Any news?" he asked, hopefully.
"No, my lord."
Elrond sighed and resumed his pacing. Sweet Eru, please let Estel be ok.
Estel woke up with a start. What was that? He listened carefully. Why couldn't he have hearing like his brothers? He shivered. It was pouring with rain; he was drenched. He pulled his cloak tighter around himself. Wait. There was that noise again. He stood up and looked around. There was the noise AGAIN! He spun around and saw a flash of black. He crept towards it.
WHAM!!!!
Estel felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and he collapsed to the ground.
"My lord!" Glorfindel rushed into the room. "My lord, there have been orc sightings near the border."
"Send out a party of elves. They can deal with it," Elrond replied distractedly. Glorfindel didn't move. Elrond looked up sharply.
"What?"
"My lord, we found a pair of orc tracks and followed them." Glorfindel seemed troubled. "They lead to Estel's tracks."