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Part XI: The Rescue
~Legolas~
Lord Elrond and I headed back to Rivendell from Minas Titrith after Aragorn and Arwen's wedding. It was the most beautiful unity of the soul in marriage that I ever seen. I was happy for them, yet felt envy for their joy and happiness.
We were going to reach Rivendell in the night when a messenger met us in the road.
"Formen! What happened? Why are you rushing in hurry?"
Formen, the messenger jumped from his horse and bowed deeply to respect Lord Elrond.
"I brought a sad but urgent news, my Lord. Lady Estella had fallen into a ravine."
I almost fell from Arod, shocked. "What? When? How is she now?" I almost yelled to the messanger, frightened with Estella's life.
"It happened yesterday, my Lord. But we don't know her condition. The ravine was too deep with slippery cliff. We cannot get down, let alone saving her. There was nothing we can do."
I was frozen in horror. Chill running through my vein when I thought about the worst possibility. Lord Elrond, however, remained calm. He thought for a while before he made a decision.
"I must summon Gwaihir then. Come, let us go. No time to spare." With the words we raced our horsed as fast as we could to the ravine where Estella had fell with Formen leading us.
As Elrond rode his horse swiftly, I heard him chanted to the sky, summoning Gwaihir*. Few minutes before we reached the ravine's edge I could saw Gwaihir flew above us. Elrond didn't slow his horse but he talked to Gwaihir while speeding his horse.
We reached the ravine few hours later. Elrond quickly jumped down from his horse and sat to Gwaihir's back. "Formen, hurry. Go back to Rivendell to set up everything in Healing Room for Estella. You know what to do. Hurry! Legolas, stay alert. Prepare my first aid. I will bring Estella up."
Formen nodded and he raced his horse to Rivendell. I reached for Elrond's bag and searched for any herbs or ailment while Gwaihir brought Elrond down to the deep abyss.
Minutes passed like eternity as I waited in great worry. I tried to look down but I could not see anything. The abyss was deep with mist of fog covering it. Even my keen Elven sight could not reached to the bottom. I just knew it was deep and dangerous. I prayed and prayed that Estella would survive though the chance was thin.
I saw Gwaihir ascended from the ravine bringing two persons behind him. It was Elrond and Estella. Elrond's grave look sank my heart but I pushed it away. I hurriedly reached them, ready to help.
"Don't worry, she is still alive. She broke her bones, her backbones in fact. It was a miracle she could survive. But she faded quickly. Gwaihir, please bring her to Rivendell. I don't dare to mount her on a horse. I will reach you there as fast as I can."
Gwaihir nodded and flew again. Elrond and I mounted on our horse and sped up to Rivendell.
The moment we reached the Healing House, Gwaihir was already there waiting for us. Estella still lied unconscious on his back for none dared to move her, save Elrond.
"Legolas, come here. Help me carry her to the room!"
Carefully Elrond moved Estella from Gwaihir's back and held her. I held her feet and with great caution we moved her to the closest Healing Room.
"Leave us Legolas. Do not enter or disturb us no matter what." Elrond commanded sternly. With his words I left the room and waited outside suffering uncertainty and worry.
Two long hours later, Elrond came out. His mimic and his eyes added my fear, for his expression showed the news he brought would not be a good one.
"How is she? Is she all right?" I rushed toward him impatiently.
"She will live; that's for sure. But we'll have to see a couple of days before I can be sure if she could recover. "
I was puzzled and afraid. "What do you mean? She will live, wont she? What do you mean by recovery? "
Elrond looked me into my eyes "Legolas, I must prepare you for this. If my diagnosis is true, pray that I am wrong, and then you must know before she does, for she will need you more than ever. "
"Lord Elrond, please tell me. What is wrong with her? Please." I pressed on.
He let out a deep sigh and looked away, not daring to meet my eyes. I waited impatiently for his reply.
A moment later, he answered, sending the last and worst blow to my heart.
"There is possibility she might not be able to recover completely, Legolas. She might not able to walk again."
*Gwaihir = the big Eagle who helped Gandalf when he was imprisoned in Orthanc.
Sorry, NO ORCS! I 've read too many stories about Elves ( OC or Legolas) tortured by Orcs. I don't mind sending my Estella to the Orcs for a while, but I want unique plot for my story. I never know any lame Mary sue or Elf so I make one.
So what will happen next? See you in next chapter. REVIEW!!!! KEEP MY WRITING SPIRIT HIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks for the review; they keep me going. :- ).
Part XI: The Rescue
~Legolas~
Lord Elrond and I headed back to Rivendell from Minas Titrith after Aragorn and Arwen's wedding. It was the most beautiful unity of the soul in marriage that I ever seen. I was happy for them, yet felt envy for their joy and happiness.
We were going to reach Rivendell in the night when a messenger met us in the road.
"Formen! What happened? Why are you rushing in hurry?"
Formen, the messenger jumped from his horse and bowed deeply to respect Lord Elrond.
"I brought a sad but urgent news, my Lord. Lady Estella had fallen into a ravine."
I almost fell from Arod, shocked. "What? When? How is she now?" I almost yelled to the messanger, frightened with Estella's life.
"It happened yesterday, my Lord. But we don't know her condition. The ravine was too deep with slippery cliff. We cannot get down, let alone saving her. There was nothing we can do."
I was frozen in horror. Chill running through my vein when I thought about the worst possibility. Lord Elrond, however, remained calm. He thought for a while before he made a decision.
"I must summon Gwaihir then. Come, let us go. No time to spare." With the words we raced our horsed as fast as we could to the ravine where Estella had fell with Formen leading us.
As Elrond rode his horse swiftly, I heard him chanted to the sky, summoning Gwaihir*. Few minutes before we reached the ravine's edge I could saw Gwaihir flew above us. Elrond didn't slow his horse but he talked to Gwaihir while speeding his horse.
We reached the ravine few hours later. Elrond quickly jumped down from his horse and sat to Gwaihir's back. "Formen, hurry. Go back to Rivendell to set up everything in Healing Room for Estella. You know what to do. Hurry! Legolas, stay alert. Prepare my first aid. I will bring Estella up."
Formen nodded and he raced his horse to Rivendell. I reached for Elrond's bag and searched for any herbs or ailment while Gwaihir brought Elrond down to the deep abyss.
Minutes passed like eternity as I waited in great worry. I tried to look down but I could not see anything. The abyss was deep with mist of fog covering it. Even my keen Elven sight could not reached to the bottom. I just knew it was deep and dangerous. I prayed and prayed that Estella would survive though the chance was thin.
I saw Gwaihir ascended from the ravine bringing two persons behind him. It was Elrond and Estella. Elrond's grave look sank my heart but I pushed it away. I hurriedly reached them, ready to help.
"Don't worry, she is still alive. She broke her bones, her backbones in fact. It was a miracle she could survive. But she faded quickly. Gwaihir, please bring her to Rivendell. I don't dare to mount her on a horse. I will reach you there as fast as I can."
Gwaihir nodded and flew again. Elrond and I mounted on our horse and sped up to Rivendell.
The moment we reached the Healing House, Gwaihir was already there waiting for us. Estella still lied unconscious on his back for none dared to move her, save Elrond.
"Legolas, come here. Help me carry her to the room!"
Carefully Elrond moved Estella from Gwaihir's back and held her. I held her feet and with great caution we moved her to the closest Healing Room.
"Leave us Legolas. Do not enter or disturb us no matter what." Elrond commanded sternly. With his words I left the room and waited outside suffering uncertainty and worry.
Two long hours later, Elrond came out. His mimic and his eyes added my fear, for his expression showed the news he brought would not be a good one.
"How is she? Is she all right?" I rushed toward him impatiently.
"She will live; that's for sure. But we'll have to see a couple of days before I can be sure if she could recover. "
I was puzzled and afraid. "What do you mean? She will live, wont she? What do you mean by recovery? "
Elrond looked me into my eyes "Legolas, I must prepare you for this. If my diagnosis is true, pray that I am wrong, and then you must know before she does, for she will need you more than ever. "
"Lord Elrond, please tell me. What is wrong with her? Please." I pressed on.
He let out a deep sigh and looked away, not daring to meet my eyes. I waited impatiently for his reply.
A moment later, he answered, sending the last and worst blow to my heart.
"There is possibility she might not be able to recover completely, Legolas. She might not able to walk again."
*Gwaihir = the big Eagle who helped Gandalf when he was imprisoned in Orthanc.
Sorry, NO ORCS! I 've read too many stories about Elves ( OC or Legolas) tortured by Orcs. I don't mind sending my Estella to the Orcs for a while, but I want unique plot for my story. I never know any lame Mary sue or Elf so I make one.
So what will happen next? See you in next chapter. REVIEW!!!! KEEP MY WRITING SPIRIT HIGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!