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Chapter Four
Once outside the cave, Teysrol and Savarre turned to Sirithiliel and the elf that she had brought with her.
"Brothers, I present one of our quarry, the elusive Prince Legolas of Mirkwood," Sirithiliel stated, gesturing towards Legolas. They looked at him curiously, but didn't say anything. Savarre looked slightly agitated about something, but did not voice his problems.
"Come, we must get to the camp. Legolas here knows nothing about the Mornelithe, so I think we should inform Rilian it is a fool's quest. I would not mind going back to the way we were, without obsessing over a silly jewel, even if it was our father's heirloom," Sirithiliel said as they walked away from the cave.
"So is that why you are here? To find this jewel?" Legolas said. These elves seemed honorable enough to not go back on their word to leave him unharmed, but the ones at their camp might not be the same. He might as well find out as much as he could about Rivendell's predicament and his own while he felt safe to speak freely.
"Yes. A stupid jewel the size and shape of a leaf, with few powers to speak of," Teysrol said bitterly. Teysrol was the one who had decided to follow Aragorn, so with a last wave, he headed back into the cave, with Amras stalking beside him.
Legolas knew he had to get away, but the elves were still keeping watch on him, despite their words of his safety. He had to get to Rivendell, but he paused for a moment to consider what was just said. They seemed not to like the idea that their brother would go through all this trouble for a little jewel, and Legolas agreed.
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With a low moan, Aragorn bandaged his wound carefully, wincing at the pain. He sat just outside the cave entrance, at rest for the moment. He knew he could not tarry long however for, knowing the elves that pursued him, they would still be tracking him. He did not have much time.
With another groan, he heaved himself to his feet. Belting his sword, he continued on his urgent trek towards Rivendell.
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Teysrol sprinted through the cave as fast as he could. The human would have a good distance between him and Teysrol, so the elf had to hurry.
"Amras, find him and stay with him. Do not let the ranger see you, or know you are there," Teysrol said to his wolf. The human was far away, and Teysrol had to pass through the cave still. So it made sense to him to send Amras after the ranger to slow him and deter him from his course.
With a throaty growl, Amras leapt forwards into the cave at full speed, blending into the shadows as though he was one of them.
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The camp was within sight and Legolas followed the two elves towards it. He was nervous and apprehensive on meeting elves that had ordered him and Aragorn to be killed once they were questioned. He did not trust the reassurances from Savarre and Sirithiliel that they would handle it.
A call rang out and a sentry raised a hand in greeting, though he dropped it quickly when he saw Legolas. Savarre raised his hand in reply, ignoring the confused and angry look of the sentry.
"Well, what is this? I thought I told you to dispose of him!" shouted one elf that shoved his way forward past two others to confront Savarre and Sirithiliel, pointedly ignoring Legolas.
"This, dear brother, is the elf you sent us after. He knows nothing of the Mornelithe, and he is not even from Rivendell. He is visiting from Mirkwood," Sirithiliel said smoothly, firmly stressing that he was not from Rivendell. She had also skipped over the fact that he was a prince, which Legolas was deeply relieved for. He did not know how well his royalty would be taken among the renegade elves, and it would grieve him to be used as a hostage against his people.
This must be Rilian, the older brother of Savarre, Teysrol and Sirithiliel. He was the one obsessed with his father's heirloom, a mere jewel. He was the one who ordered Legolas and Aragorn to be killed.
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Aragorn ran as fast as he could while hindered as he was by his wound. Something was following him. He had stopped for a much needed rest and woke up in time to see one of the elves with a large wolf enter the camp. He had fled as soon as he could, but the pursuit was close behind.
He had cleared the last ridge and Rivendell was in sight. He pushed himself hard, and sprinted towards the distant valley. Behind him, and slightly off to the right, he heard a long and mournful howl. The blood chilling sound caused him to run faster.
In the distance scattered woodland blocked his small view of Rivendell. He might be able to lose the elf long enough to find a way to get into Rivendell quickly, for although injured he was more familiar with the lay of the land here then the strange elf was. It gave him a small and welcomed advantage.
He entered the first of the scrubby trees and ran. He heard the panting breaths of the unseen wolf steadily getting closer to his right, and tried to veer away from it, but he was wearied, without a proper nights sleep since the inn, which was now four days ago, and he could not keep up the speed he strived for.
He could catch glimpses of the wolf now, but the elf was nowhere in sight. Not surprising to the ranger, since elves are not seen if they do not want to be seen.
He came to a more lush, hospital forest then, which spanned yards from the valley's edge. He and his brothers, Elladan and Elrohir, had often hunted here, and he knew the land well. Not much could be said for Teysrol behind him.
The elf cursed as he slipped around yet another tree to find the human evading his sight. The dratted ranger was able to know where to go and was doing so quickly. With another silent curse, he ran on.
Aragorn heaved a sigh as he saw the secret path that he and his brothers used to enter and leave Rivendell. He was running towards it when a shape descended from the tree in front of him.
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With bated breath, Legolas watched as Rilian considered his sister's words. The elf leader could hear the truth of his sister's words, but he also realized that not all was being said.
"So he knows nothing. Why did you not follow my orders and get rid of him then?" Rilian asked harshly, his eyes narrowed upon his siblings.
"Why does it matter?" sneered another elf from the side. All gazes turned to him, and he curled his lip in disgust.
"Look at you! Lecturing your brother and sister because they did not kill a fellow elf?" He gave a reassuring smile to Legolas, but the Mirkwood elf was not comforted by the way the warm smile failed to reach the icy eyes, which were narrowed and had a malicious light in them.
"You stay out of this, Tivadar!" Rilian said savagely. Tivadar smirked at successfully irking the other elf, and that further enraged Rilian. Legolas knew now what Sirithiliel meant when she said there was a splitting of loyalties among the band and tensions were high.
Tivadar had four elves backing him, Ilmarinen, Syrivald, Tsavellas, and Leofsig. All of them wore threatening looks and rested their hands on their weapons.
Three elves, Gailisa, Ethelhelm, Fenyes, stood by Rilian. Savarre and Sirithiliel kept out of the fight, standing on either side of Legolas to make sure none made moves at him. They had given their word, after all.
Legolas suddenly realized that they never entered the battles unless it got too out of hand. He got that idea from the way the other elves ignored them and focused on the other group, and had not in any way expected the two to fight.
"Will you stop it!" Sirithiliel snarled, now fully irritated at the others. They turned a surprised eye to her, and she glared back.
"If only you could see yourself! Arguing about a stupid jewel! Rilian, give it up! There is no need for you to waste so much time trying to find a jewel!" Savarre added, just as irate as her. Rilian looked at both of them with a wounded look, as if he expected them to go along with whatever he said.
Tivadar turned and went back into the camp, muttering under his breath. The other elves split and went back to the camp as well.
"Rilian, the elf?" Fenyes asked softly. Rilian regarded Legolas with closed emotions, keeping his face carefully devoid of his thoughts.
"We gave our word, Rilian," Savarre hissed. Sirithiliel nodded slightly, and both were ready to keep it.
"Very well! The elf will not be harmed!" With a last frustrated sigh, Rilian turned and left as well.
Legolas did not want to stay; he had to get to Rivendell. But he knew it would be difficult to try to escape, but he had to try. He settled down in one corner of the boulder-ringed camp, an idea forming in his head.
Niori: I am really glad you like, and I hope you like this one as much.
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Leggylover03: I'm sorry, this chapter does not have much Aragorn suffering in it,
Thanks a lot to Alida-Fruit for her editing!
Chapter Four
Once outside the cave, Teysrol and Savarre turned to Sirithiliel and the elf that she had brought with her.
"Brothers, I present one of our quarry, the elusive Prince Legolas of Mirkwood," Sirithiliel stated, gesturing towards Legolas. They looked at him curiously, but didn't say anything. Savarre looked slightly agitated about something, but did not voice his problems.
"Come, we must get to the camp. Legolas here knows nothing about the Mornelithe, so I think we should inform Rilian it is a fool's quest. I would not mind going back to the way we were, without obsessing over a silly jewel, even if it was our father's heirloom," Sirithiliel said as they walked away from the cave.
"So is that why you are here? To find this jewel?" Legolas said. These elves seemed honorable enough to not go back on their word to leave him unharmed, but the ones at their camp might not be the same. He might as well find out as much as he could about Rivendell's predicament and his own while he felt safe to speak freely.
"Yes. A stupid jewel the size and shape of a leaf, with few powers to speak of," Teysrol said bitterly. Teysrol was the one who had decided to follow Aragorn, so with a last wave, he headed back into the cave, with Amras stalking beside him.
Legolas knew he had to get away, but the elves were still keeping watch on him, despite their words of his safety. He had to get to Rivendell, but he paused for a moment to consider what was just said. They seemed not to like the idea that their brother would go through all this trouble for a little jewel, and Legolas agreed.
~*~*~*
With a low moan, Aragorn bandaged his wound carefully, wincing at the pain. He sat just outside the cave entrance, at rest for the moment. He knew he could not tarry long however for, knowing the elves that pursued him, they would still be tracking him. He did not have much time.
With another groan, he heaved himself to his feet. Belting his sword, he continued on his urgent trek towards Rivendell.
~*~*~*
Teysrol sprinted through the cave as fast as he could. The human would have a good distance between him and Teysrol, so the elf had to hurry.
"Amras, find him and stay with him. Do not let the ranger see you, or know you are there," Teysrol said to his wolf. The human was far away, and Teysrol had to pass through the cave still. So it made sense to him to send Amras after the ranger to slow him and deter him from his course.
With a throaty growl, Amras leapt forwards into the cave at full speed, blending into the shadows as though he was one of them.
~*~*~*
The camp was within sight and Legolas followed the two elves towards it. He was nervous and apprehensive on meeting elves that had ordered him and Aragorn to be killed once they were questioned. He did not trust the reassurances from Savarre and Sirithiliel that they would handle it.
A call rang out and a sentry raised a hand in greeting, though he dropped it quickly when he saw Legolas. Savarre raised his hand in reply, ignoring the confused and angry look of the sentry.
"Well, what is this? I thought I told you to dispose of him!" shouted one elf that shoved his way forward past two others to confront Savarre and Sirithiliel, pointedly ignoring Legolas.
"This, dear brother, is the elf you sent us after. He knows nothing of the Mornelithe, and he is not even from Rivendell. He is visiting from Mirkwood," Sirithiliel said smoothly, firmly stressing that he was not from Rivendell. She had also skipped over the fact that he was a prince, which Legolas was deeply relieved for. He did not know how well his royalty would be taken among the renegade elves, and it would grieve him to be used as a hostage against his people.
This must be Rilian, the older brother of Savarre, Teysrol and Sirithiliel. He was the one obsessed with his father's heirloom, a mere jewel. He was the one who ordered Legolas and Aragorn to be killed.
~*~*~*
Aragorn ran as fast as he could while hindered as he was by his wound. Something was following him. He had stopped for a much needed rest and woke up in time to see one of the elves with a large wolf enter the camp. He had fled as soon as he could, but the pursuit was close behind.
He had cleared the last ridge and Rivendell was in sight. He pushed himself hard, and sprinted towards the distant valley. Behind him, and slightly off to the right, he heard a long and mournful howl. The blood chilling sound caused him to run faster.
In the distance scattered woodland blocked his small view of Rivendell. He might be able to lose the elf long enough to find a way to get into Rivendell quickly, for although injured he was more familiar with the lay of the land here then the strange elf was. It gave him a small and welcomed advantage.
He entered the first of the scrubby trees and ran. He heard the panting breaths of the unseen wolf steadily getting closer to his right, and tried to veer away from it, but he was wearied, without a proper nights sleep since the inn, which was now four days ago, and he could not keep up the speed he strived for.
He could catch glimpses of the wolf now, but the elf was nowhere in sight. Not surprising to the ranger, since elves are not seen if they do not want to be seen.
He came to a more lush, hospital forest then, which spanned yards from the valley's edge. He and his brothers, Elladan and Elrohir, had often hunted here, and he knew the land well. Not much could be said for Teysrol behind him.
The elf cursed as he slipped around yet another tree to find the human evading his sight. The dratted ranger was able to know where to go and was doing so quickly. With another silent curse, he ran on.
Aragorn heaved a sigh as he saw the secret path that he and his brothers used to enter and leave Rivendell. He was running towards it when a shape descended from the tree in front of him.
~*~*~*
With bated breath, Legolas watched as Rilian considered his sister's words. The elf leader could hear the truth of his sister's words, but he also realized that not all was being said.
"So he knows nothing. Why did you not follow my orders and get rid of him then?" Rilian asked harshly, his eyes narrowed upon his siblings.
"Why does it matter?" sneered another elf from the side. All gazes turned to him, and he curled his lip in disgust.
"Look at you! Lecturing your brother and sister because they did not kill a fellow elf?" He gave a reassuring smile to Legolas, but the Mirkwood elf was not comforted by the way the warm smile failed to reach the icy eyes, which were narrowed and had a malicious light in them.
"You stay out of this, Tivadar!" Rilian said savagely. Tivadar smirked at successfully irking the other elf, and that further enraged Rilian. Legolas knew now what Sirithiliel meant when she said there was a splitting of loyalties among the band and tensions were high.
Tivadar had four elves backing him, Ilmarinen, Syrivald, Tsavellas, and Leofsig. All of them wore threatening looks and rested their hands on their weapons.
Three elves, Gailisa, Ethelhelm, Fenyes, stood by Rilian. Savarre and Sirithiliel kept out of the fight, standing on either side of Legolas to make sure none made moves at him. They had given their word, after all.
Legolas suddenly realized that they never entered the battles unless it got too out of hand. He got that idea from the way the other elves ignored them and focused on the other group, and had not in any way expected the two to fight.
"Will you stop it!" Sirithiliel snarled, now fully irritated at the others. They turned a surprised eye to her, and she glared back.
"If only you could see yourself! Arguing about a stupid jewel! Rilian, give it up! There is no need for you to waste so much time trying to find a jewel!" Savarre added, just as irate as her. Rilian looked at both of them with a wounded look, as if he expected them to go along with whatever he said.
Tivadar turned and went back into the camp, muttering under his breath. The other elves split and went back to the camp as well.
"Rilian, the elf?" Fenyes asked softly. Rilian regarded Legolas with closed emotions, keeping his face carefully devoid of his thoughts.
"We gave our word, Rilian," Savarre hissed. Sirithiliel nodded slightly, and both were ready to keep it.
"Very well! The elf will not be harmed!" With a last frustrated sigh, Rilian turned and left as well.
Legolas did not want to stay; he had to get to Rivendell. But he knew it would be difficult to try to escape, but he had to try. He settled down in one corner of the boulder-ringed camp, an idea forming in his head.
Niori: I am really glad you like, and I hope you like this one as much.
Dawbfire: Yes, you name is really unique. Here's another chapter for you!
Leggylover03: I'm sorry, this chapter does not have much Aragorn suffering in it,