I didn't post a chapter yesterday, as I had a project for school and was too busy to even get on my phone. Here is a new chapter to make up for the one I didn't post yesterday.
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Aragorn had no other choice but to walk away from his friend's room as the door shut in his face. "So much for a 'good morning'," he muttered, confused as to why Legolas had been in such a rush to get him out of his room. Was the elf mad at him?
Aragorn shook his head of this. That couldn't have been the reason. He knew Legolas. If the stubborn elf got mad, he would've known that by now. Legolas didn't get mad, he got even. Besides, Aragorn hadn't done anything (yet) to make his friend angry.
So deep in thought Aragorn was that he didn't notice he had walked straight down the corridor where Elladan and Elrohir stayed until he was tackled to the ground. "El!" he called out in annoyance, not knowing which of the two had tackled him. When he managed to blink the stars out of his eyes, he looked up into the gleaming, mischievous eyes of Elrohir. "Silly human," he teased. "You should know by now to pay attention when you decide to waltz down this hall."
With a huff of exasperation, Aragorn grumbled, "I was deep in thought, and for good reason. I am worried about Legolas."
At this, Elrohir jumped up and allowed Elladan to offer Aragorn his hand to help him onto his feet. "Legolas arrived?" Elrohir asked, confusion in his eyes. "Ada never said that the guards alerted him that he was here. Are you sure, Estel?"
Crossing his arms, Aragorn said, "Unless I imagined Legolas slamming the door in my face, then he is here. I went to his room this morning to see if he had arrived yet. I was beginning to worry. It was the strangest sight, however. When Legolas opened the door, he had a knife pointed at me and was fully dressed, as if he had only just arrived. All three of us know that not to be so, as we surely would've known long before Legolas got to his room."
The twins exchanged glances. "No matter how he got here or when, he is here," Elladan reasoned. "That is good news in itself."
Elrohir elbowed Elladan with a sly smile on his face. "I think we should give our old friend Legolas a proper welcome, don't you agree?"
Aragorn rolled his eyes as the two elves walked away from him, already conjuring up plans of how to greet Legolas at dinner that night. Though Legolas' much awaited return to Rivendell pleased Aragorn, he felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach. Something had gone wrong while Legolas had been traveling, he was almost sure of it. If this had been so, why wouldn't Legolas have said anything?
Suddenly, Aragorn felt concerned for his friend, and rushed to Legolas' room.
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Legolas' hands shook as he ran them through the strands of blonde hair at the top of his head. Maybe if he told Aragorn...
Even though he so desperately wanted to tell his best friend about the voice in his head, he knew that he could not. If this voice knew who he was speaking to about his problem, he may black out again and end up killing Aragorn and not even remember it. After all, somehow, he had gotten to the palace the last time he blacked out. If this voice could control his body, it could kill Aragorn without much difficulty. Legolas wasn't about to let that happen. Not only was he not a murderer, but he could not kill Estel.
A knock on the door tore him from his thoughts. Sighing heavily, Legolas opened the door, not surprised to see Aragorn standing before him, tapping his foot impatiently. "Why did you not tell me you were hurt?" he snapped, already examining his friend.
Legolas was taken aback. "I am not hurt, Ara-"
Legolas stopped, an idea hatching in his head. If this voice in his head only knew the name of the person it wanted him to kill as 'Estel,' it wouldn't recognize Aragorn as the same person. "Actually, Aragorn," he said softly. "I need to talk to you about something very, very important."
Aragorn frowned, walking into the bedroom as Legolas began to search the shelf of books in the corner of his room. "What do you need?" Aragorn asked, puzzled.
Hesitantly, Legolas pulled out a book, flipping through the pages. "Aragorn, do you know anything about Svaren?"
Aragorn raised an eyebrow. "I believe he was an evil witch, an elf that went crazy and tried to manipulate his victims into killing their families until they went crazy and on a killing spree. He died a long time ago. Why do you ask?"
Legolas put the book down and placed his hands on Aragorn's shoulders. "He is not dead, Aragorn," he whispered, as if it would keep the voice from hearing even though it was in his mind. "His voice is very much alive."
His friend snorted. "Legolas, it is an old story. Svaren was killed by Isildur long ago. There's no possible way he could be alive now," he declared.
"Aragorn," Legolas said, shaking his friend so he was looking him in the eyes. "I know his voice is not dead. It is inhabiting my mind at this very moment."
With this statement, Aragorn's eyes widened. "How..?" he asked softly. Legolas looked away. "I do not know. All I remember is walking through the woods on the outskirts of Rivendell late last night. I remember pain, falling on the ground, and the sound of someone cackling. I woke up in my bed here."
Legolas waited for Aragorn to process what he was saying. Finally, finally, the ranger asked, "What has the voice said?"
His friend looked away once again. Aragorn put a hand on his shoulder. "You can trust me, Legolas."
Glancing at the human, Legolas whispered, "He wants me to kill...Estel."
Aragorn was confused until he realized what Legolas was doing, and he could only nod his head slowly. Letting out a whoosh of breath, Aragorn repeated, "He wants to kill Estel..."
He sat on the edge of the bed. Legolas shook his head. "I am not going to, Aragorn. I need to get Svaren out of my mind before he can manipulate it like you said he did to his other victims. Do you know how to get him out?"
Aragorn sighed, gazing around. He rubbed his face tiredly. "Well...someone did overcome his manipulation. Legolas, I believe you should tell Elrond about this. He will know more about the case than I."
Legolas nodded solemly. "Anything to keep from murdering Estel," he said, which made Aragorn smile slightly. "Yes, we wouldn't want that," he responded.
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I hope that one was better than the last, and I know it was longer than both of the others. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I will try to write more soon.
