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Legolas woke to a blur of colors, the only thing he could remember were the orcs. He heard voices but couldn't understand them. Quickly he jumped up from where he was lying, hitting the floor painfully but he didn't care he had to get out of there. Hands gripped his wrists, he fought with all the strength he had. Voices again
'no no no no! I have to get away from here' he thought
"-penneth" a voice behind him.
Legolas stopped 'Orcs don't speak elvish'
"Ion-nin please," said the one restraining him "please calm down"
Legolas tried to focus, his surroundings were starting to clear.
"He's awake!" a deep voice said Legolas knew it wasn't orc but his body didn't seem to. He jerked away from the hands and stumbled away trying to find a way to escape.
"What did they do to him to make him act this way?" asked Thranduil, shocked at the behavior of his son
"It's the poison. Nothing that the orcs did made him like that. Just give him a moment to calm down" Elrond said aiming his last sentence at Gimli
Thranduil ignored him he couldn't stand just watching as his son cowered absolute terror in his eyes. He was at Legolas' side in an instant
"Legolas, peace, you are fine, we are at Rivendell nothing will hurt you as long as I'm still breathing" He promised hoping he would be able to keep it
Legolas stared at him for a moment the fear slowly fading
"Ada," he managed now fighting to stay conscious
"Stay with me ion-nin" Thranduil said gently picking him up and placing him back on the bed. As Legolas lost his grip on consciousness
"That was risky Thranduil" Elrond said sternly "what would you have done if he didn't recognize you and ran for the door? We both know how fast he can run when he needs to even when he's poisoned and injured"
Thranduil nodded "if he wasn't able to he wouldn't be here. But imagine if you were in my place would you just stand there?" he asked trying to keep the anger out of his voice
Elrond thought for several moments alertly knowing the answer "…no I would have done the same thing" he said his voice a whisper "I'm going to get some herbs for the pain"
Thranduil sat in the chair next to the bed.
"Thranduil…" Gimli said trying to think of a way to cheer the elf-king
"I've been in this chair too many times. I thought after he got back from the quest I wouldn't be sitting here again." Thranduil sighed "But I also know that this is not a sign things are getting better"
Translations:
Penneth- young one
Ada- dad/daddy
Ion nin- My son
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