Sincerely, Lord Elrond
Chapter 1
Prince Legolas had finally arrived in Imaldris, his hair limp and eyes tired.
"Legolas, how great it is to see you!" Elladan exclaimed as he and Elrohir approached.
"Yes, and you as well." The prince said as he dismounted his horse. He stumbles, lost in thought.
"Come here, Las." Elladan and Elrohir begins to lead the younger Elf to their chambers, each placing a hand on his shoulder.
The tears immediately begin to fall from the Prince's fair cheeks. "This is where I first met him!" The claim comes out strangled with sobs. Soon, both Elrond's sons are rubbing the prince's back and and clasping his shaking shoulders. "He was my best friend."
Just as Elladan was about to make a hopefully funny comment, a piece of paper slipped out of Legolas' clenched hand.
Inside was this:
Estel,
I don't think I can survive without you anymore. It's been a week since I heard and I just can't stand it any longer! I will join you soon in the Halls of Valar, I promise.
-Legolas
And on the back was a perfect artist reincarnation of Estel. Las had gotten evry detail on the Ranger's handsome face.
A brother lost, a brother humbled.