Chapter 10

"BOO!" Lainfea shouted as she landed. She immediately started wiggling all over him searching for places where he could be tickled.
"You were scared where you not, you were, I saw it! Admit that you were scared! I scared you... you didn't know where I was and you were listening... but I kept my breath and I didn't laugh, though I wanted to... I kept really, really quiet and I scared you!"
Her little fingers moved quickly over his armpits and his sides.

But Legolas was too worn out to react to them in his normal ticklish way.
He didn't even feel relieved to see that his little sister was still there, still alive and unhurt.
All he felt was rage, a blind heartless rage.
How dare she scare him like this? How dare she?
Had he not always looked after her? Had he not kept her safe and sheltered all the years she had lived?

Had he not stood between her and the orcs' whips for as long as his back had allowed it every single year in Mordor? Had he not deserved his peace and quiet by now? What more could she want of him?
"LAINFEA!" he thundered.

Her fingers stopped all movement and she stared at him with large eyes. Legolas recognized that look. He had seen it before, though not directed at him. It was a strange combination of fear and courage. A look that told him that she feared him, but would not obey him just the same.
It pained his heart to see that she was now looking at him his way and it angered him even more.
She had no right to fear him. He was her protector. He had never caused her pain. All he asked of her was to leave him alone.

"Lainfea, I do not want you here. I wish to be alone."
The child on his chest shook her head and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I'm not going."
"Yes you are."
"I brought you strawberries," the child said, still in the same position, sitting on his chest, glaring.
"I am not hungry."
"I am not moving."
"Alright, stay there!"
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Fine!"
"FINE!"

The elfling kept her word. She stayed on her brother's chest, her eyes arms folded and her eyes glaring steadily at Legolas, while her brother did his best to ignore her and tried to sleep.

It was a silent battle of wills fought between two of the most stubborn elves Middle Earth had seen in a long time. They stayed in the same position for nearly two hours, the eldest lying in bed pretending to sleep and the youngest on top of him, as motionless as she could be, both of them determined to win.

It was Legolas who gave in first. He was exhausted before he had started this fight and he needed the energy he used on Lainfea now to fight his other siblings later, as he was certain Lanthir and Limloeth would try to keep him on Middle Earth for as long as they could.

"What do I have to do to get you to go away?" he snapped finally after two hours of silence, yielding to his little sister.
She gave him a brilliant smile.
"You have to eat my strawberries," she said delighted.
"I'm not hungry," he answered grumpily.

The little girl shrugged. "I'll wait until you are."

She shifted her weight a little to a position that crushed even more of Legolas ribs.
Her brother sighed and surrendered.


"There. I have eaten them. You can go."
Lainfea lightly shook her head and pointed at one strawberry that had fallen off the plate on the bed.

Legolas furiously snatched it off the bed and stuffed it into his mouth while he gave is sister one of the glares his bloodline was famous for. That glare was famous for making the ones it was directed at cower
away, but Lainfea was immune to it.

She just smiled sweetly and waited until he had swallowed.

"Now you can go," Legolas snapped at her once he had done so, but his sister still didn't move and pointed at the cup of water that had stood beside the plate of strawberries.
"I brought you water as well."

Her brother did not even take the trouble to argue with her anymore. He got up as far as the elfling sitting allowed and emptied the cup in one swift motion.

After that he knew nothing more.


He had been waiting for ages just outside the door, until his little sister would come and get him, pacing back and forth, hoping she would succeed.

It took her a long time, but Lanthir knew that could be caused by the stubbornness of their victim, and he would not worry until an entire day would have passed, as he trusted on Lainfea's abilities.

His little sister was able to drive anyone crazy enough to do her bidding within a day.

Though he had waited what seemed like hours and hours waiting for the door to open, he was surprised when it finally did.

"Lainfea," he said, a little out of breath.
His youngest sister smiled. "I did it, I did it!"
"Did he drink all of it?"
She nodded. "All."
Her older brother reached down and pulled her into a hug. "Well done, little one! Now go and get Ada!"


TBC..

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