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Houses of the Healing
"Father, father!" Elhenin cried. She ran to Aragorn's throne where he sat. "Legolas has been beaten by men and is lying in the grass! He has passed out! He must get to the houses of the Healing!"
Rage twisted Aragorn's face. He looked down at the pleading man that called himself Ditunio. "You are sentenced to a lifetime in my dungeons!" he yelled. "Take him away!"
"No, please, your majesty! I'll do anything!" he begged as he was dragged out of the doors.
"Come!" Aragorn said to the guards. "Come with me and we will take Legolas to the Houses of the Healing!"
Elhenin caught up to her father as he walked out the doors.
"You, Elhenin, must stay here with your mother for now," said Aragorn.
"It will be harder to tell Elmeraith that. I don't think she'll leave him," Elhenin replied sadly.
"Yes, they are good friends it seems, but I must hurry." With that, Aragorn ran off.
Elmeraith sat beside Legolas, running her hand through his soft hair when her father appeared with guards. "We must take him to the Houses of Healing," her father announced as Legolas's body was taken away from her side. "You must let me come!" Elmeraith declared, grabbing her father's arm as he began to walk away. "You must, I tell you! Please!"
Aragorn could hardly believe how desperate Elmeraith looked. Tears welled up in her eyes. "There's no reason why you shouldn't be able to go. Now, hurry!" Aragorn said. His men carried Legolas to a carriage and Aragorn and his daughter took another one.
"He'll be alright," Aragorn told her.
She nodded. "Yes, I know. I was just so frightened. He looked dead." Elmeraith cuddled on the side of the carriage and thought about all that had happened before. She loved Legolas so much and only until now did she know how much.
Elmeraith looked at Legolas from the chair she sat in. She sighed and patted his sweaty forehead with a wet cloth. His eyes were now closed and he mumbled and turned in unpleasant dreams.
"Uhhh…" he moaned with pain. "Elmeraith…Aragorn…anyone…?" he called out helplessly.
It had only been an hour, but she could hardly stand waiting for him any longer in that condition. The Healer looked at her and frowned. "He has been given Rithkus, a very powerful drug, but luckily he has only tasted a small portion of it. He shall be awake in an hour."
Elmeraith nodded and cuddled in the wooden chair she had been given. When her foot came up as she crossed her legs, she noticed something stuck to the bottom of her boot. She pulled off a piece of paper. "The note that was on my arrow earlier!" she muttered to herself. She read the note:
'I love you more than life itself. -Legolas'
She smiled and began to drift into dreams of her own…
"Elmeraith," Legolas whispered. "Wake up, beautiful."
Elmeraith awoke in the uncomfortable with Legolas still in his bed. He called to her as he watched her in the chair. She least expected his voice to wake her up, but she jumped out of the chair instantly and rushed to his side.
"Legolas!" she said as tears fell from her eyes. "I…I was so frightened!"
He smiled and lifted his hand and touched her face. He wiped the tears and pulled her face closer. No one else was in the room, but them. "But I'm here and we're both fine," he said softly. Then he paused. "Wait…I've been here before. But what am I doing here? What happened?" He rubbed his head in confusion and looked around the room. He had seen the Houses of Healing before, but that was long ago. "Last I can remember was being pushed in the ground by men and hearing you scream. It wasn't a dream?"
"No, it wasn't a dream. I…I shot one of them, probably the strongest, and they fled. Their leader was caught," answered Elmeraith. "Let's not talk about it anymore."
"So be it," Legolas agreed. "But I want to say: thank you for saving me. A life for a life." He flung his legs over to the side of the bed.
"Legolas, are you sure you're all right?" she asked.
He laughed. "Just bruised here and there, but I'm fine," he answered. He stood and stretched his arms in the air. "Ohh…" he groaned. "That feels good!" He then looked back at Elmeraith. "Did you get my note?" Hope was in his beautiful eyes.
She smiled at the thought of the note. "Yes, I did," she exclaimed, a devilish look in her eyes. "First, are you positive that you are fine? I can mess around with you, can't I?"
His eyes flashed playfully. "Hit me with you best shot."
She leaned into him and began kissing him passionately. He pulled her into the bed, but she quickly stopped. "What are we doing?" she said. "We can't be doing this here!"
"You're right," he agreed. They both were silent for a moment, but Legolas spoke again. "When will I be able to get out of here?"
"You will be able to leave tomorrow," came Aragorn's voice. Elmeraith jumped away from Legolas's arms. Aragorn hadn't heard anything else that they had said earlier by the look on his face. "And though you were going to leave tomorrow, as were your plans, the Healer has told me that you may not leave my house for a week. We hope you will stay longer than that though. You are welcome to my house anytime."
Legolas nodded, but said nothing of leaving. He didn't want to talk or even think of it with Elmeraith with him.
"Elmeraith, we must leave. We will bring Legolas back to our house in the evening tomorrow," Aragorn stated.
Elmeraith looked at Legolas. "Farewell, Legolas."
Legolas still had that devilish look in his eyes. "Till tomorrow."
(Next day, late evening)
Elmeraith let her hair fall from her bun. She shook it and it was full, falling over her shoulders and back. Her dress was white and it sparkled when she moved. It was a nice backless dress that fell to the ground and thinned till it was lost on the floor.
Elhenin popped her head through the cracked door. "Legolas is here!"
"I thought me and father we going to pick him up!" Elmeraith declared. Elhenin looked at Elmeraith and laughed. "Hmm…I wont even ask why you are dressed like that. Eldarion told me you liked him…"
"Elhenin!" Elmeraith snapped. When Elmeraith made her way to find Legolas, Elhenin led the way. "He's downstairs at the entrance now."
"I can find him. I know where the entrance is. I'm sure you'd like to get ready for bed instead of spying on my and Legolas," Elmeraith told her sister, giving her a little push into the hall.
"Fine," grumbled Elhenin. "I'll leave you and your little sweetheart alone." Elhenin slowly walked away, around a corner and into her room.
Legolas looked up the winding stairs where he could see Elmeraith.
She smiled and looked at him. "You look as handsome as ever!" she said.
"Me? You look absolutely beautiful!" he said. He ran up the stairs to her and embraced her.
"In your rooms please, everyone!" Arwen called from downstairs. Arwen turned and walked softly down the halls. In minutes the whole castle was quiet.
"Which room?" Legolas asked.
Elmeraith smiled playfully. "Mine," she said.
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Can't handle major well-described smut, than skip the chapter after the next and it will still all make perfect sense! Don't tell me it was nasty because I warned you. Almost all ppls that voted for or against smut, wanted smut! If you are younger than 17 or feel funny about this, don't read chapter 14! Alright, enjoy.
Houses of the Healing
"Father, father!" Elhenin cried. She ran to Aragorn's throne where he sat. "Legolas has been beaten by men and is lying in the grass! He has passed out! He must get to the houses of the Healing!"
Rage twisted Aragorn's face. He looked down at the pleading man that called himself Ditunio. "You are sentenced to a lifetime in my dungeons!" he yelled. "Take him away!"
"No, please, your majesty! I'll do anything!" he begged as he was dragged out of the doors.
"Come!" Aragorn said to the guards. "Come with me and we will take Legolas to the Houses of the Healing!"
Elhenin caught up to her father as he walked out the doors.
"You, Elhenin, must stay here with your mother for now," said Aragorn.
"It will be harder to tell Elmeraith that. I don't think she'll leave him," Elhenin replied sadly.
"Yes, they are good friends it seems, but I must hurry." With that, Aragorn ran off.
Elmeraith sat beside Legolas, running her hand through his soft hair when her father appeared with guards. "We must take him to the Houses of Healing," her father announced as Legolas's body was taken away from her side. "You must let me come!" Elmeraith declared, grabbing her father's arm as he began to walk away. "You must, I tell you! Please!"
Aragorn could hardly believe how desperate Elmeraith looked. Tears welled up in her eyes. "There's no reason why you shouldn't be able to go. Now, hurry!" Aragorn said. His men carried Legolas to a carriage and Aragorn and his daughter took another one.
"He'll be alright," Aragorn told her.
She nodded. "Yes, I know. I was just so frightened. He looked dead." Elmeraith cuddled on the side of the carriage and thought about all that had happened before. She loved Legolas so much and only until now did she know how much.
Elmeraith looked at Legolas from the chair she sat in. She sighed and patted his sweaty forehead with a wet cloth. His eyes were now closed and he mumbled and turned in unpleasant dreams.
"Uhhh…" he moaned with pain. "Elmeraith…Aragorn…anyone…?" he called out helplessly.
It had only been an hour, but she could hardly stand waiting for him any longer in that condition. The Healer looked at her and frowned. "He has been given Rithkus, a very powerful drug, but luckily he has only tasted a small portion of it. He shall be awake in an hour."
Elmeraith nodded and cuddled in the wooden chair she had been given. When her foot came up as she crossed her legs, she noticed something stuck to the bottom of her boot. She pulled off a piece of paper. "The note that was on my arrow earlier!" she muttered to herself. She read the note:
'I love you more than life itself. -Legolas'
She smiled and began to drift into dreams of her own…
"Elmeraith," Legolas whispered. "Wake up, beautiful."
Elmeraith awoke in the uncomfortable with Legolas still in his bed. He called to her as he watched her in the chair. She least expected his voice to wake her up, but she jumped out of the chair instantly and rushed to his side.
"Legolas!" she said as tears fell from her eyes. "I…I was so frightened!"
He smiled and lifted his hand and touched her face. He wiped the tears and pulled her face closer. No one else was in the room, but them. "But I'm here and we're both fine," he said softly. Then he paused. "Wait…I've been here before. But what am I doing here? What happened?" He rubbed his head in confusion and looked around the room. He had seen the Houses of Healing before, but that was long ago. "Last I can remember was being pushed in the ground by men and hearing you scream. It wasn't a dream?"
"No, it wasn't a dream. I…I shot one of them, probably the strongest, and they fled. Their leader was caught," answered Elmeraith. "Let's not talk about it anymore."
"So be it," Legolas agreed. "But I want to say: thank you for saving me. A life for a life." He flung his legs over to the side of the bed.
"Legolas, are you sure you're all right?" she asked.
He laughed. "Just bruised here and there, but I'm fine," he answered. He stood and stretched his arms in the air. "Ohh…" he groaned. "That feels good!" He then looked back at Elmeraith. "Did you get my note?" Hope was in his beautiful eyes.
She smiled at the thought of the note. "Yes, I did," she exclaimed, a devilish look in her eyes. "First, are you positive that you are fine? I can mess around with you, can't I?"
His eyes flashed playfully. "Hit me with you best shot."
She leaned into him and began kissing him passionately. He pulled her into the bed, but she quickly stopped. "What are we doing?" she said. "We can't be doing this here!"
"You're right," he agreed. They both were silent for a moment, but Legolas spoke again. "When will I be able to get out of here?"
"You will be able to leave tomorrow," came Aragorn's voice. Elmeraith jumped away from Legolas's arms. Aragorn hadn't heard anything else that they had said earlier by the look on his face. "And though you were going to leave tomorrow, as were your plans, the Healer has told me that you may not leave my house for a week. We hope you will stay longer than that though. You are welcome to my house anytime."
Legolas nodded, but said nothing of leaving. He didn't want to talk or even think of it with Elmeraith with him.
"Elmeraith, we must leave. We will bring Legolas back to our house in the evening tomorrow," Aragorn stated.
Elmeraith looked at Legolas. "Farewell, Legolas."
Legolas still had that devilish look in his eyes. "Till tomorrow."
(Next day, late evening)
Elmeraith let her hair fall from her bun. She shook it and it was full, falling over her shoulders and back. Her dress was white and it sparkled when she moved. It was a nice backless dress that fell to the ground and thinned till it was lost on the floor.
Elhenin popped her head through the cracked door. "Legolas is here!"
"I thought me and father we going to pick him up!" Elmeraith declared. Elhenin looked at Elmeraith and laughed. "Hmm…I wont even ask why you are dressed like that. Eldarion told me you liked him…"
"Elhenin!" Elmeraith snapped. When Elmeraith made her way to find Legolas, Elhenin led the way. "He's downstairs at the entrance now."
"I can find him. I know where the entrance is. I'm sure you'd like to get ready for bed instead of spying on my and Legolas," Elmeraith told her sister, giving her a little push into the hall.
"Fine," grumbled Elhenin. "I'll leave you and your little sweetheart alone." Elhenin slowly walked away, around a corner and into her room.
Legolas looked up the winding stairs where he could see Elmeraith.
She smiled and looked at him. "You look as handsome as ever!" she said.
"Me? You look absolutely beautiful!" he said. He ran up the stairs to her and embraced her.
"In your rooms please, everyone!" Arwen called from downstairs. Arwen turned and walked softly down the halls. In minutes the whole castle was quiet.
"Which room?" Legolas asked.
Elmeraith smiled playfully. "Mine," she said.
************NEXT CHAPTER WILL HAVE SMUTT!!!!**************
Can't handle major well-described smut, than skip the chapter after the next and it will still all make perfect sense! Don't tell me it was nasty because I warned you. Almost all ppls that voted for or against smut, wanted smut! If you are younger than 17 or feel funny about this, don't read chapter 14! Alright, enjoy.
