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This is dedicated to Katy.

Chapter Thirteen

Telinia shuddered as the deranged sounding laughter followed him down the corridor. It was more than enough to send his hackles rising.

With a great deal of stealth and not more than a little luck he made his way out of the palace. He made his way down and through the woods to the cave he had found many years ago, it was well hidden and only a handful of his most trusted elves knew that it was there.

He had just reached the copse that shrouded the cave when he suddenly felt the distinct feeling that he was being watched. The air around him seemed to have stilled and not a living thing moved. His hackles rose once more and he found his hand instinctively reaching for his sword. He too held still his Elven senses stretching out around him to try and find the source of his unease.

He could hear nothing, absolutely nothing. His keen eyes searched the foliage trying to seek out who ever this was, If it was a person, it could after all be a spider. They did not normally come this close to the palace or the cave, one reason it was chosen to house Elrond's Brat. But that did not mean they would continue to stay clear. No the status quo with the spiders and Orcs were changing all the time.

Telinia smiled to himself that would be one of the things that his father would change. He would not sit back and let this glorious wood decline as it was at present.

The feeling of being watched was slowly diminishing and he shook himself; chiding himself at having an over active imagination. Removing his hand from his sword he made his way down to the cave's entrance, he did not notice as he made his way into the gloomy entrance that he was being watched.

Chilling red eyes followed his every move, evil seemed to radiate from them. They watched as the Elf before it disappeared from sight only then did it slope off into the growing gloom.

Back in the palace all was still in the Prince's room or at least as still as it could be when waiting for the arrival of some of the Elves who had been with them on the journey back from Rivendell. Brolinth was currently out on Patrol and Galion had sent word for him to return and meet with the King.

In the meantime it had been decided that they should all try to rest and eat. To this end Simnella had prepared a quick but appetising lunch for them. Thranduil had looked wistfully across at Legolas as he was eating, wanting nothing more than for his son to be sitting joining in with them. As it was Legolas was still unconscious and had not stirred once.

After they had eaten and Simnella had organised the removal of the detritus, Elrond moved once more to the Prince's side.

He stretched trying to ease some of the kinks in his muscles. Elrond reached to feel for the Prince's forehead and winced at the heat he could feel rising from it.

Elrond looked up as Thranduil joined him. "How is he?"

"He is still feverish, Mealena, would you prepare an herb tea to combat Legolas' fever? I need to look at his arm there, is something causing this fever, more so than just a simple infection." As he was speaking he was gently removing the bandages from Legolas' left arm. Neither Elf could stop their hisses of horror at the sight of the wound.

It should have been well on the way to healing, but instead the wound looked much worse than the last time the dressing had been changed. Then it had been red and taught with infection. Now it was a deep angry red, the edges themselves looked raw and dark lines had spread up to include all the untouched, healthy skin. Even as they watched foul smelling pus dribbled from the bottom of the wound.

With a frown Elrond gently palpated the wound noting how inflamed and hot the area really was. It was also as hard as a rock. As he palpated the top end a small slither of pus emerged from what appeared to be a small pinprick and nothing more. The smell was enough to turn the stomach of all those present.

"I will need to open this to get the infection out. I am sorry, but I will have to do this or Legolas will loose his arm." Thranduil looked horrified just at the thought.

"Do what you must. Just help him, please?" Thranduil pleaded.

"Of course, Mellon-nin I will do everything within my power. Glorfindel I need a knife heating. Mealena, you will need to have the herbs and athelas ready for when I need them, we will need more of the herbs for his fever. Thank you." Elrond accepted the herb tea that he had made ready and with Thranduil's help he fed the tea to the unconscious Elf.

"Estel, please could you make sure that there is plenty of hot water? I will need it. Mithrandir, can I put you in charge of the fire, you will need to keep it banked, the last thing that Legolas needs at present is to catch a chill and with him so compromised that may well happen."

Within minutes everyone was rushing to do his bidding that left Thranduil and Elrohir. "What about us, Ada?" Elrohir had to ask he was feeling more like himself by the minute.

"You are to rest, Ion-nin. You may feel better but your body needs rest to recover from the shock it has received. You are to stay exactly where you are until I say otherwise. Do I make myself clear?" At Elrohir's reluctant nod he smiled. "Good. Thranduil I want you to stay with Legolas, while he has these other herbs in him I do not really want to give him anything as a sedative, it may interact and cause us more problems."

"What do you want me to do?" Thranduil had moved Legolas so that he was cradling him once more.

"I want you to sit as you are and comfort him, this will in all likelihood hurt." Elrond gently swabbed the area with warm water laden with athelas.

He then accepted the knife from Glorfindel; it had been heated and then washed so that it was sterile. Elrond took a deep breath and noticed with a start that the hand he held it in was shaking, only slightly to be sure, but shaking none the less. When he had finished this he really needed to get some rest, he had gone far too long without a long interrupted sleep.

Elrond placed the knife against the wound and pressed. Within minutes the infected fluid poured from the wound casing them all to gag at the smell. Legolas did not even stir. Cloth after cloth was used as the wound was cleaned of the pus. Legolas did not even wince as he pressed down onto the wound to make sure that the infected matter was all clear.

The wound was then packed with athelas before being bound. When he had finished Elrond sat back incredibly shaky now that the need for urgency had passed.

"You need to rest, Mellon-nin. You are exhausted." Glorfindel was at his side.

"Yes, in a while we need to get Legolas' temperature down to normal limits." Elrond tried to brush his old friend off, it failed.

"Aye and we can do that while you rest. You need not be the one that sees to this. Thranduil and I can do it. If not I will not hesitate to have Estel and Mithrandir hold you down while I give you a sleeping draft!" The two glowered at each other before Elrond gave in he really was too tired to really argue. He made his way to the pallet that Elrohir was sitting upon and with a sigh he sat down. He had to smile as two warm arms snaked their way around him.

Elrond said nothing as he watched his friends' begin to sponge the Elven Prince down once more. As he relaxed back he found himself thinking over the last few hours and all that had happened. His eyes were just beginning to loose their focus when it happened.

All at once every single one of them were immediately on the alert. They had felt this before; it was as if something was watching them, as if something was going to happen. It set them all on edge.

Then just as before the feeling stopped, it did not fade away it simply... stopped.

"What was that?" Estel was the first to break the silence.

"I do not know. It had definite magical overtones, one that I have never encountered." Mithrandir's voice was thoughtful as he spoke.

"You have no idea as to what it was?" Elrond had pushed himself upright.

"No, I have never felt magic like this. It felt evil."

"We need to be aware of this then. Could they be after one of us?" Thranduil asked.

"That I also could not say it has gone for the time being. Rest, Elrond before you collapse on us." Mithrandir made it an order.

Elrond followed his instructions but with a growl and a glare.

Silence filled the chamber as Thranduil and Glorfindel continued to sponge Legolas down, Mealena testing for any improvement every minute or so.

They all had to smile, despite their worry as Elrond slipped into sleep, still in Elrohir's arms.

It was with a lighter heart that they returned to their task.

Elladan did not even look up as his captor entered the cave. He was still in the same position; the way he was bound made it impossible for him to move.

"Hello, Brat I thought I would give you an update on our precious Prince."

If Elladan could have he would have spat into that leering face. "He is not doing at all well, I am afraid. A corpse has more colour than he does at this moment. I overheard your father say that he does not expect him to make the morning. Such a shame really, I have someone who would really like to put him in his place."

Telinia moved further into the cave and sat opposite the bound Elf.

"We have been giving him some additives with his herbs; they have made him very weak. Your wonderful healer of a father has not even guessed. If he does have the fortune to survive this he will become the pet of one of my men. He will love all that is done to him. We have found an herb that heightens all the senses. Pain, cold, fear he will feel all of them far more than normal. My friend's idea of fun is to give this drug and then watch as they are made to suffer. There will not be much left of the Prince once he has served his purpose."

Elladan's eyes were wide as he listened. Suddenly some of Legolas' physical symptoms made sense. The way Legolas felt the cold so badly; the pain that he had suffered from the wound in his arm. Then another thought came to him. Why was Telinia telling him this? He could use it against him.

That could only mean one thing if he did ever leave this cave he would not be in one piece nor would he be alive. His mouth went all the more dry at that thought.

"As for you, I need a little something from you that I can give to your father as the last little present had no effect. It will have to be something a little more... persuasive. What shall it be?"

Elladan could only watch as the Elf before him pulled out his knife and waved it in front of his eyes. "A finger perhaps, would your Ada like that? No? A toe perhaps? Or maybe an ear?" The knife hovered above his right ear. It was then that Telinia saw the Mithril chain that hung around Elladan's throat. Using the tip of the knife he pulled the chain from beneath Elladan's robes.

"What do we have here then? A keepsake? From a lover? How touching, I wonder how she will feel for it to be returned covered with blood? No? You do not like that idea? Pity, as that is what will happen." He moved to lift the chain over the dark head. Then he made another slice along the pale cheek with the knife causing Elladan to flinch back. "Oh dear, poor little Elfling did that hurt?" As he was speaking he rubbed the chain and pendant into the blood that was streaming from the cut high on the cheek bone.

"That will do nicely, I am sure that your Adar will love receiving this. Oh and I brought you some water. I will leave it just here for you. Enjoy it and I will be back to see you with more news very, very soon." With that Telinia's made for the cave entrance and disappeared into the growing twilight leaving Elladan on his own once more.

He sat glaring at the water; there was little else he could do. He could not reach it and how ever much he wanted the water it was impossible.

Silence fell along with dusk and Elladan could not help but shiver, he was tired cold and scared. And that was nothing against the raging hunger and thirst that he was feeling.

A sound at the entrance to the cave made him freeze. Telinia's would not be back this soon and no one else knew where he was. The only other thing it could be was either a spider or Orcs. Neither would be particularly welcome at present.

Footsteps sounded and he tried to make himself smaller as the sounds came nearer. Sudden light flared and shadows formed. A long shadow was moving towards him.

Around the corner came a dark haired figure and Elladan tried to shout through his gag. He stopped though when the figure came into view and held a finger to his lips in the universal gesture for silence.

As he moved nearer the torch flared and Elladan got his first good look at who it was that moved so stealthily before him. The figure was tall and thin with long braided black hair. The elegant ears of an Elf were all too evident.

Elladan felt himself sag with relief for the Elf before him was none other than Brolinth. One of Thranduil's guards. Moving swiftly towards the bound elf, he set the torch on the floor and released the gag so that Elladan could speak. All that came out was a dry croak.

"Here I have some water. Let me help and then I will free you." Brolinth helped him to drink the fluid easing back as the other Elf tried to gulp it down in one. "Easy you will make yourself sick." He then began the work to release his arms and legs.

"How did you know how to find me?" His voice was still gruff and croaky from dryness and disuse.

"I was on patrol earlier and received a message from the King he wants to speak with me. I was travelling back when I saw Gilaen; he was acting oddly so I followed him. He came here. There is something in these woods that should not be."

"You mean apart from Orcs and spiders?" Elladan could not hide his disgust.

"Yes, apart from them. I followed him and waited until he had left, before coming in to see what had him out here in the first place. I did not expect to find you, Elladan."

The Twin hissed as circulation returned to his limbs. The other Elf quickly began to rub the life back into them. "I have been here three days. Telinia's has been holding me ransom so that King Thranduil will give up Mirkwood. I need to get back to the palace."

"We will, we will go together but first we need to get your legs able to support you. Who is Telinia?"

"I forgot, sorry. Gilaen is not his true name he is really Telinia and holds a grudge against your King. We need to stop him."

"Come then, Mellon we need to get out of here before full darkness falls." He helped Elladan to stand and lifting the torch high he led the way out of the cave.

Elladan followed closely behind Brolinth. As he left the cave and was in the free air he could only sigh with relief. He was away from that awful place and soon he would be back with his father and friends. He could then see that Legolas was alright, Telinia had to be telling falsehoods in regards to the prince.

"Brolinth how is Legolas?" He had to ask.

"The Prince is in very poor condition, I am afraid. The King spoke in council yesterday to warn us that all that he may well die."

Elladan could only gasp in shock, he had been sure that Legolas would recover but now...

"I know, we are all praying for him. The Prince is well loved and this would devastate us." They were making good time back to the Palace. Brolinth knew all the short cuts that would help. "I think when we get back to the palace we should sneak you in. If Gila... Telinia sees you he will know that the game is up. I will ask you to wait outside in hiding while I speak with Galion about the best way to get you in without being seen. Is that acceptable to you?" Brolinth asked with a sideways glance.

"Yes, that is alright with me, I have no rush to return to the cave and captivity, thank you!"

So it was that Elladan was hidden behind a large old Mallorn tree that stood in the courtyard before the palace doors. He could see all that was happening about him. He watched as Brolinth entered the Palace, the great doors closing behind him.

Thirty minutes later a dark figure could be seen making its way from around the side of the palace. It made directly for the Mallorn tree. Brolinth gave the whistle that they had chosen for their signal and Elladan relaxed back once more as the other Elf joined him.

"I have spoken with Galion and he has suggested that we use the side entrance that goods are brought in by. He is waiting with some trusted guards so that you can mix with them and no one will be the wiser. Come, I fear that your father is chaffing at the bit to see you." Brolinth was smiling as he made the last comment.

"Ada knows that I am safe?" He was eager to get to them now.

"No, Galion did not want to warn them in advance if Telinia is a traitor then there are likely to be more; we need to wear our hoods. All of us will be. That way no one can see our fasces."

They had made it to the door that Galion had pointed out to Brolinth. Elladan could not hide his relief as the warmth seemed to surround him. Galion moved towards him with a wide smile of welcome.

"Hir Elladan, you have no idea how pleased I am to see you. Your father and brother have been frantic about you." Galion gave a low elegant bow.

"It is very good to see you as well. I was beginning to think I would never see you again. May I see my Father and brother?"

"Of course, please follow me. Everyone put your hoods up. I have had the hallways darkened so that you will not stand out." Saying this he handed Elladan a dark cloak which he quickly donned.

The trip through the palace was made in silence with only one stop when a servant entered the hallway, luckily his back was towards them and he did not see them. The closer they got to Legolas' chambers the more nervous Elladan grew. He could have screamed aloud with frustration as Galion once more motioned for them to stop. The reason became all too clear very quickly.

Closing the door to Legolas' chamber was Telinia, looking very pleased with him self. How Elladan wanted to wipe that smug look off that face, but for now he had more important things to attend to. Telinia would wait for later.

A knock on the chamber door woke Elrond from the light sleep that he had fallen into, he had found he could not really relax and sleep. He was too worried about Elladan and Legolas for that. A quick glance told him that Legolas' temperature was still on the high side. Estel and Mithrandir had taken over the job and Glorfindel and Thranduil were currently resting with a glass of wine.

At Thranduil's bidding the chamber door opened to reveal Gilaen. Thranduil frowned at his guard. There really was something about this Elf that he did not like, he also realised with a stab of shock that he did not trust him either. That was not good; he would need to speak with his friends, Galion and Melthanil, his Head captain about this.

"Your Majesty, this letter arrived a few minutes ago. The messenger said that it was urgent. I could not find Galion, Sire so I brought it to you myself."

"Thank you, Gilaen. That will be all." Thranduil accepted the parchment, his voice cold.

"How is the Prince, Sire? We are all worried." The guard turned to look at the Prince, unaware that both his King and the Maia were frowning at him.

"He is not doing well, I am afraid. Thank you for your concern."

"I will let the others know that we need to continue our prayers." With that Telinia moved from the chamber closing the door behind him.

"I do not trust that Elf what so ever." Thranduil could not help but comment as he looked at the parchment in his hands. "Elrond this is for you."

Elrond accepted the missive and did not hesitate to slip a nail under the seal, noting as he did so that no cipher had been used. As soon as the seal was released something slithered out onto his hand and he could barely catch his breath as he realised what it was that he held. It was Elladan's necklace, the one given to him by his mother before she sailed west to the Havens. All three of them had one.

The one in his hand was covered in blood, dried blood.

"Elrond, I..." Thranduil was cut off by another knock on the chamber door. They all looked up.

The door opened to reveal Galion and two robed figures. Saying nothing, Galion motioned for the cloaked figures to enter and he closed the door behind him.

"Sire, I found these two... vagabonds earlier this evening. I thought that you might all like to meet them." Galion was actually smiling as he looked at them all.

"Galion what?"

The two figures lowered their hoods and the chambers previous occupants could only gape; before both Elrond and Elladan jumped up to hug Elladan.

"Elladan, by the Valar. How?" Elrond did not think he had ever been so pleased to see someone.

"It is a long story, Ada but thanks to Brolinth, I am safe." He had to smile as his father began to look him over, clucking over the joint cuts on his cheeks.

"I am fine, Ada just hungry." At his words Galion left the chamber to find Simnella and organise some food for the young Elf. "How is Legolas, Ada? I was told he is dieing."

Elladan could not take his eyes off of the figure on the bed. "He is not doing well, I will admit. But first what happened to you?"

"I woke in a cave two hours from here. I was held by an Elf called Telinia. You would know he better by the name of Gilaen." He gave a grim smile at their gasps of shock. "He is working with his father, Polinias."

Thranduil could feel the anger rising within him. One of his own guards! One of his guards was behind this.

"He told me earlier when he came for my necklace that he had been feeding Legolas an herb that makes everything feel much more than it should. He also said that....

"Ada, I think you need to come and look at Legolas." Estel's voice was urgent and cut across Elladan.

"What is wrong?" Elrond was moving almost as soon as Estel had finished speaking.

"He is having trouble breathing, Elrond." Glorfindel also sounded urgent.

Elrond could see what they meant the minute he was beside Legolas. The young Prince was struggling to breath, each breath sounding laboured and harsh. Once more a blue tinge ringed the pallid mouth.

He sat beside him, feeling for a pulse. "Glorfindel, Estel I need you to sit him up, that should help ease his breathing somewhat." They were half way through this when Elrond realised that the harsh breathing had stopped.

"Get him flat! Now!!" He did not have the chance to explain as he rested a hand over the younger Elf's chest. "He is not breathing. Glorfindel, pull that pillow out, he needs to be completely flat!" Even as he was speaking Mealena was moving in to stand beside him and was ready to hand him what ever it was that he needed.

As soon as Legolas was flat Elrond was assessing him once more.Out of the corner of his eye he was aware of Mithrandir and Brolinth holding a distraught Thranduil back, all the King could think of was getting to his son and helping in anyway he could.

Elladan had fallen onto the bed next to his brother, shocked to the core at what he was witnessing, whatever he was expecting it certainly was not this.

All was silent as they watched Elrond work. First he pulled back the prince's head until the neck was arched, making sure that the airway itself was clear he began to blow gentle breathes into the lax mouth, tightly pinching his nose so that no lifesaving air could escape that way.

Once, twice, three times Elrond gentle blew air into the static lungs, he then turned to watch and see if Legolas was breathing for himself.

"There is no change, Ada." Estel's voice was low and urgent.

Elrond repeated the process once more, he was not sure in the end just how many times he breathed for Legolas, and they seemed to run into one another. He was just about to give up when he caught sight of Estel's anguished eyes and he knew without anything being said that all three of his sons would be left in deep mourning should he pronounce Legolas dead. For that reason and also for Thranduil's sake he decided to try a few times more.

It was after the fourth new attempt that the impossible happened and Legolas took a shaky breath. Only slight at first and barely noticeable, but it was followed by another slightly stronger one. As they all watched, not one of them daring to take a breath themselves; he took a deeper, stronger breath.

Then another, soon he was berathing even more strongly and Elrond sat back with a shaky sigh. That had been way too close for his liking.

"Elrond?" Thranduil's voice sounded as shaky as he himself did.

"He is breathing for himself once more. We will need to keep a close watch on him so that this does not happen again. Elladan you said that this Telinia's told you he had been adding to the medicinal herbs that we use. Did he say what he had been adding?" Elrond turned to his eldest son.

"No, Ada sorry. He only said that he had added to the herbs and that they were designed to make him feel things more. Like pain and the cold." Elladan's voice was grim as he finished explaining.

"It also held other herbs, one of which was a poison. I need to check Legolas over once more." he made to stand but Elladan began speaking once more.

"He also said that there was someone who wanted Legolas and that it was he who had provided the herb. He said that there would not be much left of Legolas when his 'friend' had finished with him. What he meant by that I do not know. He was... odd, Ada that is the only way I can describe him. He seemed to be on edge all of the time. I honestly did not think that I would get out of that cave alive. If it had not been for Brolinth..."

Elrond reached to hug his distraught eldest son. He had to smile as both Elrohir and Estel joined him.

"I have much to thank you for, Brolinth. How did you find my son?"

"I had a message from Galion saying that the King wished to speak with me and as I was making my way back through the forest I saw Gilaen acting very strange and decided to follow him, something just did not seem right. He entered a cave that I have never been aware of and stayed there for some time."

"You can show us where this cave is?" Thranduil spoke up from where he stood next to Legolas.

"Yes, sire I can show you exactly where it is." Brolinth was adamant.

"Good, we will do that, but for know go on." Thranduil gently brushed his fingers across the clamy forehead of his son.

"Well, I waited until he came out and he looked so pleased with himself I just had to investigate. I never once expected to find Elladan. He was trussed up like a chicken. I released him and we came back here as soon as we could."

"Good, that means his trail should still be fairly fresh. Galion, I want a patrol to go with Brolinth to this cave and check it out. I want it done quietly and without fuss. Only the most trusted guards, do you understand? I want the cave watched. We need to know where these Elves are meeting and just who is involved. They will have to kill me before they get to Legolas. This stops and soon. Go, get this arranged for me?" This latter to Galion who nodded and swiftly left. "Brolinth, before you leave; you have my thanks for returning Elladan to us safely. I have no doubts that without your brave actions they would not have kept him alive for long." Thranduil smiled at the guard, when a new post as officer was forthcoming, and it would be as soon as Gil... Timethla was caught; Brolinth would certainly be in the running.

"It was my honour to serve you, Sire. I wish to continue to do so." Brolinth bowed deeply before leaving the chamber.

"Yous aid you wanted to check Legolas over, Elrond?" Thranduil gave his son a small sad smile.

"Aye, after what happened and with what Elladan has told us I think it more than a good idea to do so."

They all watched as Elrond did just that. He checked his pulse, then his temperature. He then moved on to chek the Princes motor responses. Frowining at just how weak the left side had become, more so than previous. But it was when he checked the pupil responses that he really began to frown, gnawing at his lip at what he found. Finally he sat back with a deep sigh before looking up at Thrandiul who stood beside him.

Thranduil frowned back at him worry and fear clear on the ageless face. The room was silent and he realised that it had been since he began his examination.

"Well, Elrond? What is it? Please, you are scaring me." Thranduil's voice rose in panic by the minute as Elrond remained silent.

Elrond could not speak because he knew he would have to word this very carefully. One, he did not want to cause unnecessary panic, if he were wrong and secondly Legolas needed them all to be calm for his sake.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak, but he then became aware of just how qiuet the room was, too quiet. He looke back down at Legolas and coud only wince at the grey pallid colour of the normally procilain face. Once more the lips were tinged with blue, but though the Prince was still breathing, he was not breathing as he should. Instead of strong steady breathes, they were weak and seemed to be taking longer spaces between them.

Elrond reached for the thin wrist, the pulse was weak and slow. This was not good. He had just opened his mouth to ask for some herbs to strengthen the repspiration when the pulse beneath his fingers gave a weak flutter and then stopped.

To be continued

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