*Disclaimed* And side note: I did change the title but it is the same story.I hope it didn't confuse you but I didn't like the first title too much, so I changed it!

The four of them sat silently at the table, Thranduil had yet to arrive; they had lucked out in that respect, unfortunately, whether it was induced from the head injury or just innate to his personality, Legolas had entered into a fit of laughter; making the others feel the need to overcompensate for his behavior.

"I should have checked you head, you know you could have a concussion, or be going into shock of some sort, or I don't know." Helyanwe fussed from her seat, Kaimelar reached over and took her hand in a soothing fashion.

"I doubt this behavior is at all related to your healing ability my love." At this Legolas burst into another fit, occasionally adding in a mock impersonation of his brother muttering, "my love," and other such comments. Kaimelar rolled his eyes, expecting nothing less of his brother; he was no worse than Elrohir was at that age when he thought of it. "Las, your going to be a dead give away something is up if you continue acting like this." Legolas nodded, attempting to put on the mask of stoic seriousness, and after a bit they all believed he could pull it off, but the moment their father stepped into the room he burst once again into laughter; earning a suspicious look from his father, since none of the others seem to have gotten the joke.

"Something funny?" he asked taking his seat, eyeing them all; there was something amiss, he would have gone to Legolas for an answer, but something told him he wouldn't be able to get a serious answer from his son, in fact he was wondering if his son had cracked; or had he gotten into the wine? Could that be it, Kaimelar snuck him into the wine cellar and got him drunk? It wasn't as if he didn't allow his son to have the occasional drink, but allowing yourself to get so utterly inebriated, and before dinner, that was unacceptable. Sildulin saw the shift her father's eye; there was a twinge of anger as he regarded the scene, and as soon as she took a step back from her knowledge, she saw exactly what he saw. This was not going to bode well, they might as well tell the truth, it was an accident, that was it; but then again who would believe that?

"Adar, we were beginning to worry you were going to lock yourself in your study with work, but we are glad you joined us." Kaimelar voiced, somehow managing to take control of the situation, with a deft calm that was unlike him; lending to his father's suspicions all the more.

"Oh? Certainly seems as though Legolas is glad." Legolas face went cold at the sound of his name, but his ears perked up; till that point in the conversation he hadn't really noticed anyone speaking, certainly his father. Come to think of it, he felt a little strange, it was funny up until that point, but now, while he was noticing, the world seemed to be double; it would have been funnier if it wasn't also spinning, that was making him feel, well, a little nauseous. The laughter completely died away.

Everyone around the table watched as Legolas' eyes unfocused; and as he slid from his chair to the floor, reminded some of the incident that occurred nearly ten years before, fresh still in their minds. They all rose and rushed over, breathing a sigh of relief as they saw Legolas' eyes blurring open once more, a funny sort of look on his face.

"What is going on?" The King demanded looking from each child, to the one lolling about on the floor in some type of state. Before anyone could answer, Legolas spoke in a semi aware voice.

"Congratulations on the wedding." He attempted to reach out to his father's hand adding, "They're going to get married, and let me say it's about time." With that he blacked out, diverting the attention from the reddening couple.

"Why is he lying on the floor passed out, explain." Thranduil demanded, his worry slightly subsided as he saw there was a reason for his son's condition, none of the other three seemed overly concerned, and that Legolas' symptoms seemed none to severe.

"We can explain that later ada, we should get him to the Healing Wing." Kaimelar interjected, bending down to scoop his brother's form into his arms, but Thranduil stopped him.

"He can wait, let's say we're just letting him rest, besides we have Helyanwe here to watch over him." He stopped for a moment, looking from his eldest to the young healer; that could wait he decided.

"It was an accident. Legolas tripped down the stairs; he probably hit his head, his ankle is also sprained, but it is not serious in the least so we figure not even bother you with it, since you have been so busy with official matters." Sildulin explained in earnest, for some reason the truth sounding like a convenient lie when heard from her own ears. Her father raised an eyebrow, deciding if he should believe his daughter, she rarely earned his distrust, she was the voice of reason in the normally chaotic home that was theirs. And when it came down to it, he was much to stressed to care if it was false or not, it sounded reasonable, she looked honest; too bad for Legolas he thought though, he was going to get it for a bit when the news of his catlike grace got out. How does one of his physical prowesses manage to fall down stairs, he sighed out the question, then looked to his other son, forgetting about the one lying on the floor unaware.

"Congratulations?" That was all he said, and it was enough.

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Legolas slowly opened his eyes, feeling as though he had awoken from a long nap; a deep soothing nap. The ethereal feeling of waking up soon dissolved into sheer terror as he recognized where he was lying; in a bed, in the Healing Wing. The nauseous feeling of before soon hit him, as the dread of being fussed over dawned on him, from beside him he heard a self satisfied laughter, he turned his head and saw his brother looking at him with mirthful eyes.

"Enjoy the nap Little Leaf?" Legolas rolled his eyes at his brother's joke, obviously take a queer pleasure in his plight.

"Where's ada?" Legolas asked sounding like an unpleased little elfling, the frown upon his face adding to the image.

"Busy in his study." Legolas' face fell as he assumed that his father would be there when he awoke, he was always there when he was hurt, waiting beside his bedside to make sure he was alright. What was different about now? He felt slighted, nearly unloved, but he looked to his brother, at least he had some type of consolation and perhaps this was better, his father would try to keep him there and fuss, his brother could probably care less if he tried to escape the smothering confines of the room. "Well, I should thank you."

Legolas looked to his brother, confused, what had he done recently to earn a sign of thanks. There was the incident when he fell gracefully after Kaimelar had knocked him down the stairs, but really he didn't think that much of that incident.

Kaimelar laughed at his brother's blank face and continued, "Before you dozed off during dinner, you happened to congratulate Anwe and I on our engagement. Well, you knew I was nervous about telling adar, but you took care of it for us, even if it was unintentional. As a sign of my thanks, I have waited here until you woke, and now I assume your awareness might denote a readiness to leave?"

Legolas shook his head eagerly, slightly regretting as he felt a slight, dull pain issue itself in his head, but slowly it left, that was a good sign, he decided. "Do you have a plan?"

"Do I have a plan, last I checked I was not only the prince of these fine woods, but the fiancé of one of the finest healers in our realm. We have it all worked out, should be simple, but mind you there will be search parties for you throughout the palace walls once they have realized the escapade we have pulled off."

There amusement of their own intelligence was cut short, as shouting from the hall caught both of their attentions. They sat silent and still, ears perked listening for the cause of the commotion, their questions to be answered as a dark haired elf ran into the room and focused his attention to Kaimelar. Both princes noted the worry and sadness in his eyes; they held their breaths until the other spoke.

"Prince Kaimelar, your presence is required in the stables." Was all he said, Kai rose quickly, unsure of what was happening but the worse case scenario had already thrust itself upon his heart.

"What has happened?" He asked in a dead, low tone, not sure he wanted to hear the words uttered by the attendant standing in the doorway.

"Your horse, sir, there has been an attack upon your horse. I would advise you to get there as quickly as your feet may carry you." Legolas looked to his brother, well aware of what his horse meant to him, knowing how he would feel if he had heard any dark word about his own. But Kai's face remained a slate of blank expression, but Legolas could see the muscles beneath his face go to war as they attempted to keep the emotion locked in. He lay motionless as his brother quickly went to exit, stopping for a second to turn to his little brother.

"Do not leave this room. Do you hear me, stay here." Legolas nodded, not wanting to add to his brother's worry, aware that the assurance of his safety within the confines of the walls was one less burden for his brother to carry. He took a breath, and listened, waiting for the conformation of what both brother's had guessed: the horse had been murdered. The prize stallion of his brother's had been killed, and all that was left to figure out was who perform such an atrocious act against nature; what kind of being could be so cold blooded as to murder an innocent creature of nature, such a treasured member of the prince's heart. And once that mystery could be solved the next question lurking in the deep dwellings of his mind was, why.

***Another chapter, up later than I wished but homework has been gaining top priority as of recent. I hope you enjoyed it, and sadly enough I killed a horse with my words, which makes me very sad. So, please review if you'd like and give me your insight, I'd love to hear it. And thank you for reading!***

Jamie: Thank you so much for your review, I am so glad you continue to like what I write, it's so nice to hear that, not only about this one but the others. It really does make me happy to hear that other people enjoy what I write!

Jambaby1963: Sorry to say he did not collapse in his soup, though it would have been funny, I definitely agree with that, but they didn't have time to have dinner served so I never added it, though take my word for it, it was almost part of the story.and is right now noted done for a funny antic in a later story. But I'm glad you like it so far, and hope you continue to do so.

Deana: So glad that you're continuing to read my stuff, it makes me feel like I'm doing alright in all this. Yeah, head injuries are never great and it seems like Legolas got himself a good one, I don't think he could ever live his life unscathed when it comes to these type stories. But thanks for the review and thanks so much for reading.