Part XII : The Bad News
~Legolas~
I sat beside her bed, holding her hand. Estella's eyes were closed. Sorrow filled my heart as I saw her pale and thin figure lying helpless on the bed. Her pulse and breath were barely discernable. I knew she will live, but I dreaded her future. I shuddered at the thought that she would be cripple the rest of her immortality.
"Legolas?"
"Yes?" I turned and met Glorfindel behind me bringing a tray. Worried and sadness painted on his eyes. Surely Elrond had told him about Estella.
"You have to eat something." He put the tray to a table beside my chair.
"I am not hungry. " I turned my back, my hand still held Estella's.
"You don't help her by starving yourself. She'll need you, so pull yourself together." Glorfindel didn't sound jealous or angry. He merely concerned about Estella and me. What a noble man, I thought. I wondered if I could show such unselfish concern toward man who stole my bride to be.
Understanding the truth behind his words, I put Estella's hand down and ate some apples. I found it very hard to swallow, but I pushed myself to finish the food. Glorfindel gave a faint smile watching me eat. "Good. Now you have to do something. Estella needs to drink this potion. Give it to her."
I took one gulp from the flask Glorfindel handed me then I slowly bent down and touched Estella's lips. I transferred the potion in my mouth to hers. 'Wake up Estella' I whispered inside my heart.
~Estella~
I didn't know how long had I stayed unconscious. I remembered being awakened by lips touching mine with warm sweet liquid flowing down my throat. I choke and tried to sit, but pain wrecked my body and I wailed.
"Estella. You are awake." I heard Legolas whispering near my face.
"Don't get up, Estella. Lay still. You broke your back." He gently pushed me to lie down on a pillow again.
I blinked twice and my vision cleared. The pain was still there, tearing my body, but I pushed it aside with great effort. I saw Legolas above me, holding a flask. I supposed it was him who put the liquid to my throat.
"Legolas." I whimpered. The pain was too much.
"Yes, Estella." He put aside the flask and held my left hand. I gripped his hand tight.
"How long? ………Cough…how long I am here? I alive? What happened? " My words were incoherent, but I was sure he could catch the meaning.
"You fell from ravine and broke your back, Estella. You have been unconscious for more than a week."
"More than … a week? " With the words I passed out once again from pain.
The liquid awakened me again. This time I let him poured it into my mouth before I showed any kind of consciousness. The pain somehow gone, but I was too nauseous to open my eyes so I just pretended I was still asleep.
"Legolas?" I heard Elrond's voice. So Elrond let Legolas helped me drink. I didn't have the strength to ponder why wouldn't he choose another female healer to do the job instead of Legolas.
"How is she? " His voice approaching. I heard the chamber door being shut gently and a chair being dragged to the side of my bed. I felt a hand, which must be Elrond's, helding my left wrist checking my pulse.
"She is fine. Still unconscious. But improving. Her pulse is stable and getting stronger. "
Legolas replied softly. I heard a flask being put on a table.
"How is her improvement, my Lord?" That was Legolas' voice.
"She is recovering, quicker than I expected. Such a strong girl she is."
"Is that mean she can…" Legolas sounded very excited.
"No, I am afraid she is not. " Elrond's voice turned sad. They stimulated my curiosity. I was sure they would not tell me what happened if I opened my eyes, so I kept my eyes shut and listened.
There was silent for some time before Legolas spoke again. "Is there any hope she can walk again, my Lord?" His words chilled me to my bone. What did he mean by maybe I can walk again?
"There is always hope, Legolas. But we have to be ready for the worst possibility."
I fainted. It wasn't caused by my physical pain for there were none, Lord Elrond must give me some kind of potion to numb the pain, but for the conversation I just heard between them. There was big chance that I would never walk again.
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~Legolas~
I sat beside her bed, holding her hand. Estella's eyes were closed. Sorrow filled my heart as I saw her pale and thin figure lying helpless on the bed. Her pulse and breath were barely discernable. I knew she will live, but I dreaded her future. I shuddered at the thought that she would be cripple the rest of her immortality.
"Legolas?"
"Yes?" I turned and met Glorfindel behind me bringing a tray. Worried and sadness painted on his eyes. Surely Elrond had told him about Estella.
"You have to eat something." He put the tray to a table beside my chair.
"I am not hungry. " I turned my back, my hand still held Estella's.
"You don't help her by starving yourself. She'll need you, so pull yourself together." Glorfindel didn't sound jealous or angry. He merely concerned about Estella and me. What a noble man, I thought. I wondered if I could show such unselfish concern toward man who stole my bride to be.
Understanding the truth behind his words, I put Estella's hand down and ate some apples. I found it very hard to swallow, but I pushed myself to finish the food. Glorfindel gave a faint smile watching me eat. "Good. Now you have to do something. Estella needs to drink this potion. Give it to her."
I took one gulp from the flask Glorfindel handed me then I slowly bent down and touched Estella's lips. I transferred the potion in my mouth to hers. 'Wake up Estella' I whispered inside my heart.
~Estella~
I didn't know how long had I stayed unconscious. I remembered being awakened by lips touching mine with warm sweet liquid flowing down my throat. I choke and tried to sit, but pain wrecked my body and I wailed.
"Estella. You are awake." I heard Legolas whispering near my face.
"Don't get up, Estella. Lay still. You broke your back." He gently pushed me to lie down on a pillow again.
I blinked twice and my vision cleared. The pain was still there, tearing my body, but I pushed it aside with great effort. I saw Legolas above me, holding a flask. I supposed it was him who put the liquid to my throat.
"Legolas." I whimpered. The pain was too much.
"Yes, Estella." He put aside the flask and held my left hand. I gripped his hand tight.
"How long? ………Cough…how long I am here? I alive? What happened? " My words were incoherent, but I was sure he could catch the meaning.
"You fell from ravine and broke your back, Estella. You have been unconscious for more than a week."
"More than … a week? " With the words I passed out once again from pain.
The liquid awakened me again. This time I let him poured it into my mouth before I showed any kind of consciousness. The pain somehow gone, but I was too nauseous to open my eyes so I just pretended I was still asleep.
"Legolas?" I heard Elrond's voice. So Elrond let Legolas helped me drink. I didn't have the strength to ponder why wouldn't he choose another female healer to do the job instead of Legolas.
"How is she? " His voice approaching. I heard the chamber door being shut gently and a chair being dragged to the side of my bed. I felt a hand, which must be Elrond's, helding my left wrist checking my pulse.
"She is fine. Still unconscious. But improving. Her pulse is stable and getting stronger. "
Legolas replied softly. I heard a flask being put on a table.
"How is her improvement, my Lord?" That was Legolas' voice.
"She is recovering, quicker than I expected. Such a strong girl she is."
"Is that mean she can…" Legolas sounded very excited.
"No, I am afraid she is not. " Elrond's voice turned sad. They stimulated my curiosity. I was sure they would not tell me what happened if I opened my eyes, so I kept my eyes shut and listened.
There was silent for some time before Legolas spoke again. "Is there any hope she can walk again, my Lord?" His words chilled me to my bone. What did he mean by maybe I can walk again?
"There is always hope, Legolas. But we have to be ready for the worst possibility."
I fainted. It wasn't caused by my physical pain for there were none, Lord Elrond must give me some kind of potion to numb the pain, but for the conversation I just heard between them. There was big chance that I would never walk again.
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