*Delightful grin* Glad you all are enjoying it so far.
Carrie-
Fighting fire with fire are we? *Grin* Glad you like the last cliffee. I don't think I have to worry too much about you sending my own characters after me, they'll have their hands full with another reviewer who desperately wants to beat them up. But hey, that was a pretty good threat, better than I can do. :o)
LOL, aren't we all impatient? (BTW: Hurry up with your next chapter!)
gershwin-
Cliffees can be nerve racking yes, I feel the same way when reading Cassia's and Sio's stories, (If you haven't read there stories I recommend that you do, they are very well done, and it was Cassia's stories that got me posting my own, so if you really do enjoy reading my stories, you may want to go over and thank her.)
hobbitsrfun-
I don't think we have to worry about Estel being afraid of Elves, he, unlike the other children, has seen the good side to Elves. So no worry there.
'The comfort of having a friend may be taken away, but not that of having had one' -Seneca-
Chapter 10: Home Again
The fire in the hall burned low as the night grew on, and the Elf still paced restlessly in the hall. Rohden entered the room carrying a warm mug. He paused for a moment watching the restless Elf.
He had pressed the mug into the Elf's hands before he had even noticed him. Caycayal jerked slightly as Rohden stepped in front of him.
"Here, drink this, it will help you relax," Rohden said softly.
Caycayal nodded his thanks, taking a sip of the sweet liquid.
"Come and rest, you've had a long journey."
Caycayal shook his head softly. "No, I cannot. I must know that the young one will be all right."
Rohden laughed softly. "My friend, he is under the care of Lord Elrond. He will be fine. You shall see," he reassured softly.
Caycayal nodded, taking another sip. When he had heard the other Elves joking on how they had beaten Estel, his heart had broken. He had slipped quietly out of the room, grabbing a thick blanket.
Estel had been tied to a tree, and the boy trembled in the darkness. He could still feel the ice cold skin as he lifted the boy in his grasp. He closed his eyes as memories of his own surfaced again.
Rohden noted the change immediately. "Are you all right?"
Caycayal nodded.
The night was cold, and Caycayal knew that if he brought Estel back to his own house, his brother would kill the small boy, and then turn him in. His only choice was to find another spot. Then Rivendell had flashed through his mind. Of course the Elven King would help, Estel after all was his son. But he feared for his own life, but he would not let Estel down again.
The door to the room swung open, and the Elven Lord stepped out, closing the door quietly. Caycayal watched as he approached.
"Estel will be fine. He is resting now," Elrond said, answering the unasked question.
Caycayal let out a breath of air. "That is good to hear my Lord."
Elrond nodded. "Rohden, see that a room is prepared for our guest."
Rohden nodded, leaving quickly, but Caycayal shook his head, "With great respect my Lord, but I cannot. I must be going."
"I would not hear of it," Elrond said, interrupting. "You will have some supper, than dine with us in the morning before you are on your way. But as of now, we will talk."
He motioned Caycayal down the hallway, into a larger room. Caycayal could see that it was a library. Books sat on shelves circling the room; several large chairs sat in each corner.
"I can't thank you enough for what you've done," Elrond said, easing himself into a chair.
Caycayal shook his head. "I failed to save him in the first place. If I was only there.."
Elrond held a hand up to silence him. "You did nothing wrong, do not blame yourself. You saved my son's life. But onto other matters now. You claim there are other children that are being treated in the same matter as my son was?"
Caycayal nodded easily. "I have pledged my life to protecting them as best I can, and to setting them free."
Elrond nodded thoughtfully. "I will send my sons to see to this matter within the week. You have my word that they will be free."
Caycayal nodded, a smile crossing his lips. "Thank you my Lord."
*************
Estel sighed softly, opening his eyes slowly. Everything that had happened to him in the last few weeks had been tiring on his small body, and felt nice to wake to the morning light.
He glanced around slowly, taking in his surroundings as his eyes slowly came into focus. He felt relieved to see that he was in his own room.
His left arm was in a sling, and bandage wound around his chest and another around his head. He fingered the cast gently, moaning softly.
"Estel, you're awake."
He recognized his brother's voice, and he turned as Elrohir knelt besides his bed.
Smiling softly into the small blurry eyes, Elrohir gently cleaned the wound around his younger brother's head, being careful not to irritate it.
"Elrohir? What happened?" he asked softly.
"Don't worry about it little brother, you're home now. You're safe," Elrohir told him softly, redressing the wound. Pulling the blankets up to his chin he continued to speak "Rest now, I'll get father."
Estel nodded, closing his eyes softly.
Elrohir paused before leaving the room, watching Estel. He was glad to have Estel back home.
***********
"What do we do then? The children have no homes," Elladan asked softly, leaning against the wall.
Elrond looked up from where he sat. "There is a village not to far off. Take them there and see if you can find homes for them. If not, then bring them back here, and we'll figure out something. If Estel is on his feet before you leave, I will accompany the two of you, but I do not wish to leave Estel alone just yet."
Elladan nodded thoughtfully, and opened his mouth as though to speak, but was interrupted as Elrohir entered the room.
"Ada, Estel is awake," he said softly.
Elrond watched as a smile burst across Elladan's face. "How is he?" he asked quickly, having forgotten whatever he was going to say before.
Elrohir laughed, "He is tired. But he will be fine, as Ada has already said."
Elladan blushed slightly.
"Well, let us pay him a visit shall we?" Elrond stated as he stood.
Elladan nodded eagerly in agreement. He would have already seen him if he had not stopped to see his father first. Now he was anxious to see his younger brother.
"What are we waiting for then?" Elrond asked, waving them out of the room.
***********
The lone Elf stood in the clearing as the evening sun dropped lower in the sky. He had been infuriated at the mortal's escape, and angered even more when he received news that one of their own may have been involved. "Kaytar," the voice sounded, calling his name, "Caycayal has been spotted coming down the hill sir," the guard said, stepping up next to him.
Kaytar nodded. "Make sure he does not get away. Bring him to me unharmed, he has much to explain before he dies."
TBC.
Yes I know that was horrible, but you'll just have to wait to find out what happens. PLEASE review, let me know what you think! See you on the next post.
Carrie-
Fighting fire with fire are we? *Grin* Glad you like the last cliffee. I don't think I have to worry too much about you sending my own characters after me, they'll have their hands full with another reviewer who desperately wants to beat them up. But hey, that was a pretty good threat, better than I can do. :o)
LOL, aren't we all impatient? (BTW: Hurry up with your next chapter!)
gershwin-
Cliffees can be nerve racking yes, I feel the same way when reading Cassia's and Sio's stories, (If you haven't read there stories I recommend that you do, they are very well done, and it was Cassia's stories that got me posting my own, so if you really do enjoy reading my stories, you may want to go over and thank her.)
hobbitsrfun-
I don't think we have to worry about Estel being afraid of Elves, he, unlike the other children, has seen the good side to Elves. So no worry there.
'The comfort of having a friend may be taken away, but not that of having had one' -Seneca-
Chapter 10: Home Again
The fire in the hall burned low as the night grew on, and the Elf still paced restlessly in the hall. Rohden entered the room carrying a warm mug. He paused for a moment watching the restless Elf.
He had pressed the mug into the Elf's hands before he had even noticed him. Caycayal jerked slightly as Rohden stepped in front of him.
"Here, drink this, it will help you relax," Rohden said softly.
Caycayal nodded his thanks, taking a sip of the sweet liquid.
"Come and rest, you've had a long journey."
Caycayal shook his head softly. "No, I cannot. I must know that the young one will be all right."
Rohden laughed softly. "My friend, he is under the care of Lord Elrond. He will be fine. You shall see," he reassured softly.
Caycayal nodded, taking another sip. When he had heard the other Elves joking on how they had beaten Estel, his heart had broken. He had slipped quietly out of the room, grabbing a thick blanket.
Estel had been tied to a tree, and the boy trembled in the darkness. He could still feel the ice cold skin as he lifted the boy in his grasp. He closed his eyes as memories of his own surfaced again.
Rohden noted the change immediately. "Are you all right?"
Caycayal nodded.
The night was cold, and Caycayal knew that if he brought Estel back to his own house, his brother would kill the small boy, and then turn him in. His only choice was to find another spot. Then Rivendell had flashed through his mind. Of course the Elven King would help, Estel after all was his son. But he feared for his own life, but he would not let Estel down again.
The door to the room swung open, and the Elven Lord stepped out, closing the door quietly. Caycayal watched as he approached.
"Estel will be fine. He is resting now," Elrond said, answering the unasked question.
Caycayal let out a breath of air. "That is good to hear my Lord."
Elrond nodded. "Rohden, see that a room is prepared for our guest."
Rohden nodded, leaving quickly, but Caycayal shook his head, "With great respect my Lord, but I cannot. I must be going."
"I would not hear of it," Elrond said, interrupting. "You will have some supper, than dine with us in the morning before you are on your way. But as of now, we will talk."
He motioned Caycayal down the hallway, into a larger room. Caycayal could see that it was a library. Books sat on shelves circling the room; several large chairs sat in each corner.
"I can't thank you enough for what you've done," Elrond said, easing himself into a chair.
Caycayal shook his head. "I failed to save him in the first place. If I was only there.."
Elrond held a hand up to silence him. "You did nothing wrong, do not blame yourself. You saved my son's life. But onto other matters now. You claim there are other children that are being treated in the same matter as my son was?"
Caycayal nodded easily. "I have pledged my life to protecting them as best I can, and to setting them free."
Elrond nodded thoughtfully. "I will send my sons to see to this matter within the week. You have my word that they will be free."
Caycayal nodded, a smile crossing his lips. "Thank you my Lord."
*************
Estel sighed softly, opening his eyes slowly. Everything that had happened to him in the last few weeks had been tiring on his small body, and felt nice to wake to the morning light.
He glanced around slowly, taking in his surroundings as his eyes slowly came into focus. He felt relieved to see that he was in his own room.
His left arm was in a sling, and bandage wound around his chest and another around his head. He fingered the cast gently, moaning softly.
"Estel, you're awake."
He recognized his brother's voice, and he turned as Elrohir knelt besides his bed.
Smiling softly into the small blurry eyes, Elrohir gently cleaned the wound around his younger brother's head, being careful not to irritate it.
"Elrohir? What happened?" he asked softly.
"Don't worry about it little brother, you're home now. You're safe," Elrohir told him softly, redressing the wound. Pulling the blankets up to his chin he continued to speak "Rest now, I'll get father."
Estel nodded, closing his eyes softly.
Elrohir paused before leaving the room, watching Estel. He was glad to have Estel back home.
***********
"What do we do then? The children have no homes," Elladan asked softly, leaning against the wall.
Elrond looked up from where he sat. "There is a village not to far off. Take them there and see if you can find homes for them. If not, then bring them back here, and we'll figure out something. If Estel is on his feet before you leave, I will accompany the two of you, but I do not wish to leave Estel alone just yet."
Elladan nodded thoughtfully, and opened his mouth as though to speak, but was interrupted as Elrohir entered the room.
"Ada, Estel is awake," he said softly.
Elrond watched as a smile burst across Elladan's face. "How is he?" he asked quickly, having forgotten whatever he was going to say before.
Elrohir laughed, "He is tired. But he will be fine, as Ada has already said."
Elladan blushed slightly.
"Well, let us pay him a visit shall we?" Elrond stated as he stood.
Elladan nodded eagerly in agreement. He would have already seen him if he had not stopped to see his father first. Now he was anxious to see his younger brother.
"What are we waiting for then?" Elrond asked, waving them out of the room.
***********
The lone Elf stood in the clearing as the evening sun dropped lower in the sky. He had been infuriated at the mortal's escape, and angered even more when he received news that one of their own may have been involved. "Kaytar," the voice sounded, calling his name, "Caycayal has been spotted coming down the hill sir," the guard said, stepping up next to him.
Kaytar nodded. "Make sure he does not get away. Bring him to me unharmed, he has much to explain before he dies."
TBC.
Yes I know that was horrible, but you'll just have to wait to find out what happens. PLEASE review, let me know what you think! See you on the next post.