FEAGWEDH – CHAP 23

-text- = telepathy/feagwedh talking

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Elladan found he couldn't sleep. He sighed and got up, hoping to find Eowyn. Instead, Brego and Arod nearly trampled him. "Where are you going?" he demanded.

No one answered, but Estel's gaze flickered to the Paths of the Dead.

Elladan frowned. "You're not going without me." He whistled shrilly and Gwilwileth cantered to his side.

"Elladan, no," Estel said. "Elrohir needs you."

"I'm not going to abandon you, gwador-nin, or let you abandon me." Elladan saw Eowyn approaching out of the corner of his eye. "I have a friend among the Rohirrim – Dernhelm – who can take care of Elrohir just as we planned. Let me go with you. Please, Elessar."

Estel looked down at his pommel at the sound of his proper name.

"Aragorn," Legolas said softly. "You should –"

"Lord Aragorn," Eowyn interrupted. "I can tend to Lord Elrohir. It's not as if he and I can't keep in touch with Elladan. I believe he needs this. It will be good for him. And while, for a short time, having his brother near will be good Lord Elrohir…. Well, let's just say that after a time, Elladan can grow wearying."

Estel glanced between Eowyn and Elladan. "Go get your sword. We'll wait for you."

Eowyn followed Elladan into his tent. "What was the plan?"

"I need you to smuggle him into the Houses of Healing."

"That will be difficult."

"All in good time. You are riding out to prove yourself as a warrior, yes?"

"Yes. Must you take the Paths of the Dead? No one has ever returned from that road."

"I will – We have Estel. But all the same, just in case…." Elladan looked Eowyn in the eye.

Eowyn raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Elladan leaned down and gave her a single, chaste kiss. Then he bowed and left.

-That was digusting. It was like I was kissing my brother and my brother's lover at the same time.-

-I am not his lover.-

-You tried to kiss him back.-

-Ro, next time, don't pay attention. Could you let Eowyn and I talk privately?- Elladan mounted Gwilwileth and rode down the Paths with the others.

-Fine.-

-Eowyn,- Elladan said, -if I should not have done that, then I beg your forgiveness, but I….-

-Elladan?- Eowyn startled as the thought was cut off. -Elrohir!-

-What is it?-

-Where's Elladan?-

There was a brief moment of silence as Elrohir cast about for his brother's fea. -I don't know! I can't find him!-

Eowyn peered down the Paths, but the four were obscured by a strange mist. -I can't see him….-

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"Gwador-nin" My sword-brother