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Ea na qwiil, mellon-nin

Chapter 21 – How many years has it been?

"Aragorn!" Théodred shouted over the noise of his men who had begun to settle down for the night. The day had been fairly quick and his father had led their people far enough to settle down for the night. The Prince found it strange. He knew that it was Legolas' birthday, yet the Mirkwood Elf was nowhere to be seen. The man shouted again for the future King and smiled when he saw the ranger's head pop up over a horses back. The young Prince walked over to him "Have you seen Legolas at all?" He asked.

Aragorn's eyes darkened, Théodred noticing his face fall slightly. "You cannot speak to him this day, my Prince."

He furrowed his brows "Aragorn?"

The ranger sighed and moved around the horse, taking off a saddle bag as he did, and walked over to where Gimli and the twins were. "You know that it is the day he was born, correct?" He questioned the Prince, seeing a nod come from the man confirming he did. "This is his day and his day to be alone. He chooses it to be." He said the last as a whisper, slowly lowering himself to the ground to sit beside Gimli.

"So, where is he? Surely he could not simply vanish." Théodred still stood, looking down at the ranger, Elladan and Elrohir's gaze turned to him, making him shift slightly at how sharp it was. He knew the twins were doing their thought to thought talking thing that he still did not fully understand. Just how magical were the Elves he had believed to be in stories until he was old enough to actually see one?

"The last I saw him…" Gimli spoke up, raising his hand to point towards a small forest in the distance, behind from where they were all resting. "…This was, bear in mind, when he woke up from his nightmare. He took Arod and rode straight over there."

"Promise us you will not go to him." Elrohir said before the Prince could reply. "He craves for seclusion on this day. It is the only way he can keep himself from doing something he will regret." At these words, he felt and saw his twin stand, walking away from the small group. Elrohir watched with saddened identical eyes as Elladan went over to their horses, feeding the mare and stallion an apple each to try and keep his mind of the subject at hand.

The younger twin saw Théodred's and Gimli's confused looks. He forgot that Gimli barely knew anything about Legolas except from what he had learned as he travelled with him as well as what his father may have told him when he stayed in Mirkwood's dungeons. "Do not mind my brother." He told the two "A lot has happened so recently. Although we wish to comfort our friend, it is harder during this time."

Théodred just nodded at the Ñoldorin Elf and sat beside the ranger. It was silent all through the camp, except for the occasional whisper, as the men settle down for the night. Stars shone brightly above as the sun finally slipped down past the mountains, an orange hue was left as the last of the clouds hovered before fading as well. The darkening skies grew so quickly over their heads, signalling for many men to escape too their dreams.

Some men still talked amongst themselves, small whispers made so that they wouldn't wake their fellow comrades. Elrohir and Elladan were the ones that were fully awake, being Elves and not needing to sleep as much as the mortals did. They smiled and laughed quietly as they both told silent jokes to each other about Gimli's loud snoring. Elrohir was glad that his brother had calm down somewhat.

"What is it?" Elladan sent to his brother after Elrohir smiled all of a sudden.

"Oh, it's nothing." Elrohir sent back, smiling at his brother which made Elladan smile.

"Nothing ever good comes from that smile. Ada always told you that and Arwen did as well for that matter." Elrohir laughed.

"Dear brother, I can ensure you that I am up to nothing." The youngest rolled his eyes. Elrohir watched as his brother's smile soon faded, his eyes longing for what he missed the most.

"I miss our home." Elladan's voice came quietly.

"As do I." His twin agreed "But right now, we are fighting for our home, fighting for our people as well as every other race. I know what you think, Gwador, I miss Ada and Arwen just as much as you do but we cannot stop now when we have come so far."

"Why must you always be right?" Elladan pouted at his brother as he mumbled the words. He let out a sigh "I just didn't expect us to be away for this long. To be honest, I thought after the battle for Helms Deep we would have returned home, back to wondering in our mother's gardens, getting lectured by Erestor for fooling Lindir and Glorfindel, laughing and joking with our Gwathel while Ada calls us for dinner. How I long to be back there where the river flows softly as the trees sway with the calming winds. But it seems that our feet and hearts took us elsewhere." *Sister*

"That they did..." Elrohir nodded in agreement. "...And I agree with everything you are saying, Gwador. Our home is one of the finest places we have ever been too and just thinking about it makes me wish that I could go back. But alas, the quest at hand is far more important and you know this, 'Dan. If Sauron succeeds, then our home will be burnt to the ground, our people lay bleeding on the streets. That is a future I do not wish to see. We are not supposed to die, brother."

"Aye, I know that." Elladan looked down at Elrohir with sad eyes and wrapped an arm around the youngest waist, pulling him in. Elrohir melted the instant he felt Elladan's hand, a soft sigh escaping his mouth as he leaned against his brother's chest. "We are Immortal, born to live until the ending of the world. Only sever wounds, illness and grief can kill us. Our weaknesses. We are frailer than what the humans think."

"You think of Naneth." It wasn't a question. Elrohir knew how much Elladan had grieved for their mother who now rested in the undying lands because he was there, he was everywhere Elladan was. Neither of them would forget seeing her pained expression as she sat slumped up against the cave's wall, rusty shackles keeping her hands locked above her head, blood and dirt covering her from head to toe while sobs escaped her hoarse throat.

The whole of Imladris grieved, including the other Elven realms. But all forgot about the sons and daughter of Elrond as they were left to take care of themselves during this hard time. Elrohir could still remember being so mad that no one would give them any notice, too caught up in their own grieving. They had been the one's to find her. They had been the one's to carry her back home, broken. They had been the one's holding each other at night, all crying till they were exhausted as their father tried his best at healing his beloved wife and their wonderful mother. They had been the last to say goodbye to the lady who brought light in their dark world.

Elladan looked down at his brother as he began to feel every emotion that his twin was feeling crash through him like a gigantic wave. He felt Elrohir shake, the younger twin so caught up in his angered and painful thoughts and memories that he didn't realise that he could feel every single one, making him slightly shake from it. "Elrohir, ea na qwiil." *be at peace.* He raised his free hand to gently brush away a stray tear that escaped his brothers eyes.

Elrohir nodded against his chest. "Amin uy ie' qwiil." *I am at peace.*

"Just keep thinking that, tinith Gwador." *little Brother* Elladan chuckled, his hand that had brushed away the tear, now covering his mouth to try and stop the sound from coming out. Not many seconds after he began to chuckle, he felt a small jab in his size and looked down to see Elrohir's finger retreating. He raised his eyebrows as he caught Elrohir's face. "What was that for?" He question with a smile.

The youngest son of Elrond just shrugged as his answer. A sigh was all Elladan heard before he felt Elrohir move away from him. He frowned at this while his twin just looked up to the sky. "We both need to learn brother, that even this is a day of celebration not of grief. Our thoughts have taken us elsewhere as we should be thinking pleasant things for our best friends sake. He would be displeased with us if he knew."

Elladan then looked to his hands now in his lap. "I know we should. We must in fact, but..."

"Gwador." Elrohir warned his brother, his voice low but still Elladan continued.

"…But his Naneth died this day too."

Elrohir growled, Elladan smiling slightly at the sound as he turned to look at his brother. "You are doing it again." the younger twin scowled "Yes, we have the right to grieve; Estelwen was like a second mother to us when she came to visit on special occasions. But that gives us no right to treat Legolas any differently, you, of all people, should know this. All these years you have been the same. He distances himself because he cannot stand the sympathetic looks our people give him. You must learn that he just wants to be treated normally on this day, wanting to grieve for his Naneth but also wanting to celebrate his birth. You must accept that, Gwador-nin."

"I have." Elladan answered, crossing his arms against his chest like a child.

"No you haven't." Elrohir pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing heavily as he turned to look at his brother.

"You don't know that."

"I know everything about you, every emotion you are feeling as well as what you are thinking." Elrohir folded his own arms, a bright smile now appearing as he knew he had won from the moment he had told his brother to accept that.

Elladan narrowed his eyes and then turned away from his brother. Elrohir then broke out in laughter.

The men that were still awake turned to the sound and gave confusing looks at the two Elves, some even smiling as they looked apon the Elf laughing, glad that he could find some things still amusing after everything their kin had been through at Helms Deep, witnessing a complete massacre of their people and also that they were on their way to the war that could finally end all things.

A few others on the other hand, a small group consisting of six to twelve men, whispered non too pleasing things, still not trusting in the faith of the immortals, always thinking the same. Cowards. They believed they were cowards because of the sea calling, many calling it a myth, an excuse to get away from the dark time at hand. They refused to thank the Elves for their sacrifice at Helms Deep, telling them that they deserved it. This caused many more deaths to the race that day from their words. It was like a massive punch in the gut, the final draw on the bow as the last arrow flew.

But still, Elrohir laughed, Elladan throwing his brother angered and confusing faces, in all of which made Elrohir laugh ever more. It had been awhile since Elrohir had laughed this much. He could feel Elladan's emotion's flow through him and finally felt the amusement Elladan was feeling as he pulled the faces at him. It was times like these that reminded them more of home.

They could just imagine themselves, both sat their in their mothers garden underneath a great oak tree as they joked around, their Ada smiling down at them with Glrofindal, Erestor, Lindir and Gandalf and his side. Their beautiful sister walking alongside Aragorn, hand in hand, while Legolas walked a few paces behind, an arrow twiddling in his hands while his bow and quiver rested on his back as he smiled and nodded at the two. They just hoped that everything would return back to the way it was when this was all over. Back to the happier times when there was no war to worry about or any dark creature wanting to control the world.

Elrohir's laughter soon died down as he looked to the night sky, his smile still on his face as he took in each star above. He felt Elladan's worry for him as the sudden outburst of laughter faded but he said nothing to calm the worries. His eye, after a few minutes of silence between the two, finally caught his elder twin looking up at the sky with him. "I really hope Arwen's okay." He sent to his brother. "She should be a mortal within the next few hours or days. She is slowly slipping from us."

Elladan nodded "Our dear sister. She has either made the biggest mistake of her life or the greatest. I am still not sure which one." The eldest son of Elrond buried his head into his hands.

"You are so much like Ada." Elrohir smiled softly, poking Elladan in the side lightly once more. When Elladan didn't reply back, he sighed once again this night "Arwen has, I believe, made what she thinks is right. Just think about it, Estel is going to be our brother-in-law and maybe, just maybe, there will be little versions of him and her running around, shouting "Tôrada, Tôrada!" *Uncle, Uncle!"

"We both know we are dreading that day, Gwador." Elrohir let out a small chuckle as Elladan pinched the bridge of his nose. "I think having little versions of Arwen and Estel are going to be a lot of work. By the Valar!" He suddenly exclaimed, making Elrohir jump slightly.

"What is it?"

Elladan turned slowly to face his brother, sending a wave of fear into his younger twin "We might have to even look after them some day."

Elrohir rolled his eyes and then smacked his brother lightly on the arm "You never know when to stop do you?"

"Oh, is that amusement I'm feeling?"

"No!" Elrohir blushed "No it's not. You don't feel anything."

"Oh really, cause I'm definitely feeling something. Oh, it suddenly changed." Elladan moved closer to Elrohir, there faces almost inches apart "Is that...Embarrassment?"

"'Dan!"

Elladan then burst out into a fit of laughter, causing many of the men around the camp, to either wake up angrily or moan in annoyance. Elrohir glared at his brother who now had his arms wrapped around his mid-section, gasping out "It hurts!" All the while laughing some more as he mumbled "You deserve it, hin." *child*

"Come now, 'Ro..." Elladan unfolded his arms, his laughter faded into small burst's as he tried to calm it "...It was funny."

"Only to you."

"Goheno amin?" *Forgive me?" Elladan smiled to his brother, placing a hand on Elrohir's shoulder and shaking it slightly. When his twin didn't reply, he pouted and moved in closer again "Saes, Gwador?" *Please, Brother?*

Elrohir sighed and then ran a hand through his hair. Elladan let out a victory shout just after apologising to all the men that then hushed him to be quite. Many of the others laughed before going back to their own small conversation's while the small group of men that hated the beings hissed at them. Elrohir ended up smiling, catching the look on Elladan's face reminded him all too well of what he wanted to protect. His people, his family, his friends but mostly Elladan.

It was the same for Elladan, he would risk everything to protect him as Elrohir would do the same for him. They couldn't live without the other, so protecting one life would only mean loosing the other. But they understood that risk. One would not dare to see the other bleeding, so they would take that hit, wanting the other to pass peacefully while they took on the pain.

Elladan looked at his brother and smiled sadly, Elrohir forgetting that he was sharing everything with Elladan at that moment. Elrohir just shrugged and watched as his elder twin was just about to say something until the flapping of wings could be heard just above their heads. Elrohir looked up at the same time as his brother and both then furrowed their brows.

"What is that?" Elladan asked, slowly beginning to stand while his eyes were fixed on the bird moving quickly through the air and towards the forest where Legolas was.

Elrohir then stood up beside his brother and then sighed "Gwador, ta is ere' 'a dulin. Hardly something to worry about." *Brother, it is only a bird.* But just then, five more came into their eyesight. Just when the younger twin was about to comment, another nine then flew past. "This cannot be, can it?" He questioned his brother but immediately saw his twin hurrying over to where Aragorn was sleeping.

"Only one way to find out." Elladan knelt beside the ranger and then shook him rather roughly.

Aragorn's eyes flew open and he quickly grabbed Elladan's hands but Elrohir was one step ahead. The younger twin hurried over and quickly grabbed the ranger's dagger he kept underneath his make-shift pillow. He held it to the ranger's throat "Estel, ta is coiasira ten' lle a' leubt n'alaquel a' lye" *Hope, it is time for you to come back to us*

Aragorn blinked as he froze from the Elvish and the cold steel against his throat. "'Ro?" He said whilst looking up at his brother.

"Aragorn, you need to go." Elladan interrupted, grabbing the ranger under his arms and hauling him onto his feet. Aragorn sagged wearily, bringing his hand close to his face to rub his eyes. Elrohir removed the dagger then and tucked into the sheath just before placing it on the ranger's belt. He didn't miss Elladan saying the man's birth name but ignored it for now.

The younger twin went over to the ranger and slapped him lightly on the face to wake him up a bit more as he said "Come on Estel, wake up and go to Legolas." This got a reaction. "Yes, remember that he will only see you now? It's time, Gwador-nin. You need to hurry."

"Legolas? I…" The ranger stuttered but quickly pried Elladan's arms off of him and began to stumble his way over to Brego. The twins watched as the man got on the stallion and rode of in the direction of the birds as well as where Legolas was within the forest.

After few minutes of silence passed by the brothers, none taking any notice of the men that now wore confusing expression's as Gondor's true hope rode away, Elladan finally sighed as he sat heavily on the ground, his head in his hands. "How many years has it been?"

"Besides from the moment Estel could speak his first word, many years 'Dan." His twin replied as he sat beside him. "Come, let us catch some sort of rest to relax ourselves."

Elladan whispered harshly "Relax? How can we relax?"

"The same way we have done for many years. Come on, Gwador, there is nothing we can do." Elrohir replied back calmly.

Elladan breathed in deeply before nodding at his twin. The elder twin smiled the slightest as he instantly felt his brother's head fall onto his shoulder. Elrond's oldest turned his head slightly to look at his younger twin brother's face and saw the glazed identical eyes. Elladan rolled his eyes and said "You lair." just before slowly welcoming sleep.

He hoped the Prince was okay. If something bad was too happen to him then he was definitely going to blame himself for his carelessness. He should have known this was going to happen but yet he fell asleep as if everything was perfectly normal.

As Aragorn got closer, the forest almost growing as he did, he looked up to see the birds, their white wings glowing in the star light. These doves must have come from Minas Tirith for the one's that flew over Helms Deep had a red iris, one the reflected the star's light. These were brown, black almost as the light never truly touch them. The couldn't have been from Mirkwood, they had a blue Iris while those past the Misty Mountains had a purple feather on their left wing. They flew low now, no sounds escaping their beaks as they finally reached the forest and hovered over the tops of the trees; waiting for the right moment to land and start their attack.

"Noro lim, Brego." *Ride fast, Brego.* Aragorn whispered and instantly felt Brego pick up the pace, making them arrive at the forest quicker than what they had been going before. The stallion slowed as he reached the forests' edge, Aragorn whispering his thanks in Elvish and then jumping down from the saddle and running into the woods. He couldn't see Arod anywhere on the edge so presumed that Legolas had rode the white horse within.

The ranger whistled and heard two neighs, one from Brego and another from, well, another. As he slowed his pace, he turned to see his horse coming up behind him. Aragorn smiled at the creature and grabbed the stallion's reins and led the horse deeper into the forest with him. "Where you hiding, Legolas?" He thought, as he began shouting for the Prince.

Aragorn saw a clearing in the distance and his feet took him there. He broke through the line of trees and looked around only to be greeted by nothing. It was awfully quite, the wind was still, the doves above refused to make a sound till it was time while the trees stayed silent. He glanced around the circle of trees and then turned left, hoping that Legolas was somewhere else within the forest.

"I'll give you a hint."

A familiar voice caught the ranger's ears and Aragorn stopped and smiled.

"If you turn around, what you are looking for, should be in one of the trees in front of you."

A chuckle left Aragorn's mouth and he turned to look at the trees now before him and within them to try and find the Elf.

"Your cold, smelly human."

"Yes, precisely, human." Aragorn laughed, searching the many trees and their branches in hope of finding the Prince. "It's going to take a while trying to find you, Laegolas, I don't have your superior sight, you know that." *Greenleaf*

"A bit warmer, Utinu en lokirim."

"Son of snakes? Lle anoné harwaei amin, mellon-nin." *You have wounded me, my friend.* Aragorn brought a hand to his heart, pretending to feel as if the words had actually wounded him. A soft chuckling could be heard a little to his right and that was when he lowered himself to the ground. "Found you, Orvelethron." *Orc lover.*

An audible thud signalled the Prince dropping out from his tree, a bright smile on his face as he walked over to Aragorn and sat down, cross-legged, in front of him. "Lle ier tiri ten' 'a edan, Dúnadan." *You are bright for a human, man of the west.*

Aragorn's smile widened "Amin hannon lle, Cunn-nin. How have you been this evening?" *I thank you, my Prince.*

"I have been well, thank you. How are you and the twins?"

"The twins are well and so is myself. What have you been doing while I was on my way here?"

"I have been playing." Legolas' smile widened this time, his head nodding at all the trees surrounding them both. "My friends have kept me company." A pause. "I was worried you wouldn't come again."

At this Aragorn furrowed his brow "I ask for forgiveness for that, Cunn-nin. I was in the north with the rangers. There had been attacks on a number of-" He was cut off when Legolas raised a hand. "I am sorry. Please, tell me why you were worried?" He asked.

"Sauron said you would not come." Legolas answered. "He said something highly amusing. He said that you were busy trying to become King, which is a complete lie that I know. There isn't any way possible that you could become a King." Legolas laughed, missing Aragorn's face drop slightly.

The man laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head, "Yeah, that's true." Ah, how could he forget? Legolas was always different during this time. Completely out of character was the right saying. The Prince acted like a Prince, one that hadn't had such a dark past but more of a disturbing dream, one that would only be addressed as Prince, friend, to those he deemed worthy, or Greenleaf.

This Legolas was all fun and games, something similar to the other but much more happier, something to portray what he could have acted like if he was never taken from his father and home. This Legolas' mother was slaughtered by Orcs but he had learned to deal with the fact that she was in Mandos' halls, resting, the other had not. This Legolas only came out during the later hours of the day, the other wanting to get away, somewhere far, before people saw the change. This Legolas saw Sauron as an equal, anything the dark Lord would say, he would either believe or simple wait out what he had said to see if it was true. This Legolas didn't know Aragorn was of royal lineage.

He was a completely different person and Aragorn had to treat him as if he was a true Prince. He learnt that the hard way, sixty four years ago today, him being a stupid teen and not fully understanding the change Legolas went through. He still didn't now but Legolas didn't either. He was never awake when it happened.

"Estel?"

Aragorn blinked "Oh, Goheno amin, Cunn-nin."

"Nay, you need not apologise this time, mellon." Legolas smiled, smacking Aragorn's knee lightly.

Aragorn smiled back and then furrowed his brow "Cunn-nin, might you have seen a white stallion around here somewhere? He had rode off as I set up for camp." He lied but this Legolas had no idea who Arod was.

"Ah, so the stallion was yours I see. And whose must this one's be?" Legolas nodded to Brego.

"I borrowed him from a village nearby." There is no villiage nearby, only Edoras which was a day away. "I told the farmer that I would return his horse back once I have come to find mine. I paid a very high some just to borrow him, I must tell you." No sum, no farmer and he didn't think he was going to return the horse to his actual owner when Brego hated him.

"Well, your stallion is just through those trees." The archer turned and pointed behind him. "I hope you don't plan to leave soon, Aragorn. You have just gotten here." He said as he turned back round.

"Not at all." Though I fear it will be you leaving before me. He added to himself after. Aragorn watched as Legolas next went down and picked up a small daisy, slitting the stem only then to pick another and weave through it, creating a small chain.

"Estel, create a chain with me."

Aragorn then pulled a face

"Oh come now, it will be fun. Surely you have not forgotten how to make one?" Legolas raised his eyebrows while smiling.

"I haven't forgotten, I'm just a little old for that." He laughed "The last time you ask me to make a chain with you, was when I was twenty six."

"And how old are you now?"

"Eighty three."

"Eighty three? You have grown quite a lot since the last I saw you."

"It's only been a year, Laegolas."

"A year too long. You have not seen me in all those days." Legolas still smiled but Aragorn knew he was hurting. The Prince's eyes being a total give away. He couldn't blame himself for not coming to see him, this Legolas only came out at night on this day but still, he couldn't help himself from feeling a little guilty. "How old am I, Estel?"

"You are two thousand, eight hundred and ninety three this day." Aragorn replied

"Right, so I am thousands years older than you and yet you cannot make a simple daisy chain?" Legolas won. He knew he had one from the moment he had asked the ranger how old he was. Aragorn was defeated. He picked a daisy and then spilt the stem to begin his chain, Legolas smiling triumphantly all the while he was doing it.

But just as Legolas began to continue on with his own, a coo sounded from above. Aragorn's smile faded the moment he heard the sound and saw Legolas' hands freeze, his daisy chain falling to the ground. Damn. Legolas turned his head to the skies, his eyes wide as he stared at the birds circling above. Aragorn quickly dropped his own chain and reached out to Legolas, grabbing the Elf's hands with one hand while the other worked its way into his small bag at his waist, trying to find the rope inside.

"Legolas, listen to me." Aragorn felt like his was talking to a tree. No response was given to him but still he tried to get his friend to hear his words. "You need to stay calm." He said as he found the rope and began to tie the Elf's hands.

"Este-Estel, the doves…They…" Legolas stuttered, his eyes wide with fear and glazed over as if asleep.

"I know, I know. Just try and relax." Once Aragorn had tied Legolas' hands, stopping him from going to do something he would regret later on, he gently tilted the Prince's head down "Legolas, keep your eyes on me." He always felt Déjà vu when he said this for it was always the same. Always the same rope he used, always the same reactions. Nothing surprised him.

Legolas' eyes flickered from the doves that cooed above and Aragorn's soothing words. He was so confused. Movement was caught in the far left; the corner of his eye picking up on the small white bird that perched itself on one of the many tree's branches.

"Legolas, eyes on me." Aragorn shook Legolas' head, making the Elf focus on him again. "Please, just don't look at them. Yes, they are there but you just need to ignore them, block out their calls."

"I-I can't Estel…Why…How...?"

"Just stop!" Aragorn shouted, causing the bird to take flight. "Think only of me and naught of them. You only have to think of me, not of them." He repeated, thankful that Legolas nodded although it was slightly hesitant.

The next few hours were going to be painful. They had three left to go until the doves were to disappear and fly back to Minas Tirith and leave the Prince alone.

Aragorn only hoped that nothing bad would transpire during that short period of time.

I hope so too, Strider. What did you guys think of Leggy becoming someone different? :) Aren't Elladan and Elrohir so cute?! I just want to eat them up...But, that would be cannibalism and cannibalism is wrong. But, again, they are only fiction...That means I can eat the words, right?! :D

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