Chapter 11 – The Goodness of Sleep

Legolas was lying in bed with his eyes half open, when Aragorn walked in, quietly shutting the door behind him.

"Aragorn…" a croaky Elvish voice said from the bed.

"Yes" said Aragorn, sitting down next to him,

"I'm here".

Legolas turned his head slightly and a tiny smile appeared on his face.

"How is my father?" he asked.

"Very excited" replied Aragorn, smiling,

"He is very anxious to speak with you again".

Legolas smiled back, and then sighed quietly into his chest.

"I miss him" he said softly.

Aragorn looked at Legolas, and knew that Legolas had finally come back.

"I know" said Aragorn, resting his hand on Legolas's shoulder.

Legolas then shut his eyes and snuggled his head into his pillow. The pillow was soft and extremely comfortable, and was filled with soft, small, dove feathers. Aragorn thought for a moment, and then asked

"Do you want to see your father again?".

Legolas, still with his eyes shut against the pillow, replied:

"Yes, but not now. I need more sleep".

Aragorn understood, yet he was worried about the way Legolas acted.

'Was Legolas hurt?' he thought. 'Had Aniè's visitation hurt him in some way?'

But Aragorn asked none of these questions now. He simply nodded his head, stood up, pulled the sheet over Legolas's shoulders and left him. Legolas then fell into a deep sleep, and in that sleep, he dreamed.

Read on to see into the mind of Legolas he dreams and see what he desires above all else …