FEAGWEDH – CHAPTER 26

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Elladan laid in his tent on the Pelennor, trying not to think.

"Dan?" Elrohir called, sticking his head through the flap. "I can feel you suppressing our bond. I can't even reach Eowyn."

"Hm?"

"Are you going to see her?"

Elladan propped his chin on his hand. "I… don't think that's a good idea right now."

Elrohir frowned. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing! Are you not supposed to be unable to walk for several more days?"

"You know Estel always exaggerates things." Elrohir shrugged. "He thinks we're irresponsible and won't allow ourselves to heal properly."

"He might be right." Elladan sighed. "Speaking of Estel…."

"I just met with him and the others to discuss strategy."

"And what did you decide?"

"That Legolas has a talent for stating the obvious."

"Not now, Ro."

Elrohir shook his head fondly. "Very well, we're going to assault the Morannon. Now, are you wounded, or…?"

"Just my pride."

Elrohir raised an eyebrow. "You were injured in the posterior."

"No! Well, yes, but that's not what I meant!"

Elrohir chuckled. "I understand, gwanor-nin. Believe me, I feel your pain."

Elladan rolled his eyes. "Very funny. Now go on already!"

"Alright, but you must speak with Eowyn. Did you hear they're caling her the Shieldarm of Rohan?"

Ellada shook his head as Elrohir left. "I'm trying to have grace for him, I really am," he muttered, picking at his rough blanket. "But after – No, I'm not going to think about that." He closed his eyes and sighed. "The Eldar do not easily nor freely give their hearts. And silence is as good a rejection as any."

He shook himself, pushing up and onto his feet. "After this," he mumbled, "I should sail. I don't want to fade of a broken heart. I want it to be choice. At least I'll see Nana at the end." He bit his lip, arming himself, and continuing to suppress the bond.