FEAGWEDH – CHAP 1
Elladan rode low on his horse's neck, clutching his wounded arm to his stomach. "Noro or, Gwilwileth," he mumbled, trying to focus on the road ahead.
Avo tiritele, his brother's voice echoed in his head.
Gwilwileth stretched out her strides, then pulled short, running through the trees and jumping over obstacles.
"Ai, daro!"
Elladan urged Gwilwileth onward. "Na Caras Galadhon…," he whispered, leaning forward. "Noro or." He was barely aware of his pursuit as he came up on the gates.
"Ho there!"
"Open the gates!"
"Let him in!"
Gwilwileth slowed to a trot, headed for the courtyard. She pulled around and Elladan fell.
Another Elf reached for the chestnut's bridle and calmed her.
"Legolas?" Elladan asked. "What are… you - ?"
"Elladan!" Estel crouched beside his adopted brother and took his arm gently, then he applied pressure to try and stop the bleeding.
Elladan screamed wordlessly.
"Where's Elrohir?" Legolas asked.
"He – He-" Elladan felt someone grab his head, and he looked up to see Galadriel. "Daernana – Elrohir-"
"Sidh…," Galadriel said softly. "Where is your brother?"
" I –I don't know! There were orcs – orcs in the mountains!"
"Can you not feel him?"
"He – he cut off our bond…"
Legolas looked up sharply, fear creasing his features.
"Rest, daerion-nin. You need it." Galadriel signaled a pair of guards to take Elladan away. She regarded Estel gravely. "Who knows what Elladan has gone through this time? He will need his brother."
Estel nodded. "I understand."
"I will do what I can." Galadriel left.
Legolas sighed. "You can't abandon the quest, Aragorn. We need you to lead us."
"What other choice is there?"
"He could come with us!"
"That is not my decision to make."
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"Noro or, Gwilwileth." Ride on, Gwilwileth.
"Ai, daro!" Hey, stop!
"Na Caras Galadhon… Noro or." To Caras Galadhon… Ride on.