I would like to say thank you to Jo March for telling me where to get elvish words. They did come in handy.
'blah' means elvish is being spoken.
"Then something's wrong," Elrohir said. The twins were outside the waterfall, the sun had reached it's brightest, and the wind blew gently. He knew Legolas loved to just sit and watch the sun rise and feel the wind. That thought made Elrohir sad all over again.
"We need to get to get back and get more help," Elladan said, jumping on his horse. He waited for Elrohir to do the same. "Once we get back home, we can tell adar what happened."
"He's going to be mad when we tell him. Thranduil will have our heads when he finds out Legolas was taken by unknown kidnappers," Elrohir said, following up behind his brother. They reached the gates to the palace and got off their horse, walking the rest of the way.
Nightfall saw their arrival and ran up to them. He noticed that they had no kids with them and a look of fear, guilt, and worry crossed their faces. He didn't know if he should tell them the news.
"Nightfall, has Estel and Legolas come home while we were gone?" Elladan asked, hopeing they were.
"No. I'm sorry Elladan. I do have some news for you though," he started. "I really don't know if this is the right time."
"Just tell us please," Elrohir said.
"Okay. Legolas's brothers Alca, Runya, and Feaelen are here. They wish to see you and Legolas right away. I tryed to find you," he said.
"This is not what we need right now," Elladan said. He walked up to the palace with his brother behind him and entered the dinning room. There, sitting by the fire were three long, blond elves. They all looked like Legolas only older. Much older. Elladan looked at Elrohir and nodded.
"Alca. Runya. Feaelen. Suilad," *[Greetings]* Elladan greeted. The elves shook hands and sat down.
"Tis good to see you too Ellada. Elrohir," Alca said. "We were passing this way from our hunt and thought we would come and see how Legolas is."
"Well, not good I'm afraid," Elladan said. He might as well get it over with. "Last night, Orcs got into Rivendell. Elrohir told Estel and Legolas to go somewhere safe for there were to many Orcs and we didn't want them to get hurt."
"I see, so where is he?" Feaelen asked.
"That we do not know," Elrohir said. "Estel took Legolas to the waterfall, the safest place to be during an Orc attack. When we got there, they were not there but Estel left his neckless behind. We think dwarves."
Elrohir closed his eyes. Saying this to Legolas's over protected brothers was not easy.
"So you think dwarves have Legolas and Estel?" Runya asked. He was angry but not at the twins and not at Legolas or Estel. He was mad at the dwarves.
"I know what you're thinking and we can not do anything as of now," Elladan said. "We need to get a mesage to adar and King Thranduil and tell them what happened. Maybe they will know what to do."
"I agree with you, Elladan. If you don't mind, we would like to help you find the kids," Alca said.
"Of corse. You are always welcome here. Nightfall, can you come in here please?"
Nightfall walked in and bowed. "Yes, Elladan."
"Please show Alca, Runya, and Feaelen to their rooms and get a bird ready. I wish to write adar a message about all this."
"Yes Elladan." He turned to the brothers. "Please, follow me and I will show where you can get cleaned up and stay."
As the brothers left Elladan walked to the study and begain to wwrite a message. This was going to be the worst two weeks of his life.
Somewhere in the caves:
Estel opened his eyes when he felt someone shake his shoulders. He opened his eyes to meet black eyes. He didn't remember what happened, but then it hit him. The dwarves. The knocked him and Legolas out.
"It seems our friends are now awake," a voice said. Estel looked up and saw a dwarf, no taller than the ones that caught them. He had red hair and dressed like a war was coming. His ax was in his hand.
Estel looked around to find Legolas. He spotted his friend just inches away from him. His wrists were tied behind his back and a wave of pain washed over Legolas's face. Estel then realized his wrists were tied too. He turned back to the dwarf that he didn't know.
"Man ess lin?" *[What is your name?]* Estel asked. He saw the dwarf look at him in confusion.
"Don't speek that language in front of me!" the dwarf said. He slapped Estel across the face, sending the boy to the ground.
"Daro!" *[Stop/Halt]* Legolas yelled. He received the same treatment as Estel, only harder. He looked over at Estel and saw a small trail of blood on his lip.
"You speek that language again, I'll use my ax on you! Now, I'm sure you would like to know my name. My name is Tror Ironbrow. The leader of the dwarves."
"Why are we here?" Estel asked.
"You were brought here because you were caught in the caves on our land."
"Your land, the waterfall is still part of Rivendell," Estel said calmly. If it was one thing he learned from Elladan and Elrohir it was never upset a dwarf when they have you hostage.
"The water yes, but the caves no. Now, who are you?" Tror asked.
"Estel and this is..."
"I know who the elf is. Prince Legolas."
"How do you know my name?" Legolas asked. He never meet this dwarf before and yet, this dwarf knew his name.
"I was a prisoner to your father. King Thranduil his name was. I was walking on Mirkwood land, as he says, so my punishment was to be either a servent or prisoner. I choice prisoner. So I was sent to the dungens and kept there for almost a year. Very little food and water was given to me, they ignored me, they kicked and beat me. For what?! Just walking in the woods looking for food."
Tror's voice boomed all over the cave. Some dwarves stopped working but when they realized who it was and who he was talking to, they went back to work.
"Take them away. Chain them to the wall and I will be there in a minute to talk," Tror said, walking over to his seat and sitting.
Legolas was lifted up by his arms and cried out when his hurt wrist moved. Estel made sure to walk beside Legolas, so they could talk. Since dwarves didn't understand elvish, this was the only time they could talk.
'We will get out of here.'
'I'm not so sure. He seemed mad when he talked about adar.'
'He won't touch you as long as I'm here. Gwesta im.' *[I swear]*
'Thanks.' Legolas felt his wrist freed from the rope, only to be replaced by metel cuffs. They were chained to the cave wall, giving him little arm movement. This hurt his wrist even more. As he sat down, he thought of his brothers. The were always protective of him. And his father. What he wouldn't do to see him again. He wanted to see the sun in the blue sky, the wind blowing against his face. He just wanted to get out of the darkness of the cave, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"Now, we can do this the easy way," Tror said, walking up to them," or the hard way." He brought a red hot metel pole down on Legolas's already brusied cheek.
The cave was filled with the sound of an elf scream.
'blah' means elvish is being spoken.
"Then something's wrong," Elrohir said. The twins were outside the waterfall, the sun had reached it's brightest, and the wind blew gently. He knew Legolas loved to just sit and watch the sun rise and feel the wind. That thought made Elrohir sad all over again.
"We need to get to get back and get more help," Elladan said, jumping on his horse. He waited for Elrohir to do the same. "Once we get back home, we can tell adar what happened."
"He's going to be mad when we tell him. Thranduil will have our heads when he finds out Legolas was taken by unknown kidnappers," Elrohir said, following up behind his brother. They reached the gates to the palace and got off their horse, walking the rest of the way.
Nightfall saw their arrival and ran up to them. He noticed that they had no kids with them and a look of fear, guilt, and worry crossed their faces. He didn't know if he should tell them the news.
"Nightfall, has Estel and Legolas come home while we were gone?" Elladan asked, hopeing they were.
"No. I'm sorry Elladan. I do have some news for you though," he started. "I really don't know if this is the right time."
"Just tell us please," Elrohir said.
"Okay. Legolas's brothers Alca, Runya, and Feaelen are here. They wish to see you and Legolas right away. I tryed to find you," he said.
"This is not what we need right now," Elladan said. He walked up to the palace with his brother behind him and entered the dinning room. There, sitting by the fire were three long, blond elves. They all looked like Legolas only older. Much older. Elladan looked at Elrohir and nodded.
"Alca. Runya. Feaelen. Suilad," *[Greetings]* Elladan greeted. The elves shook hands and sat down.
"Tis good to see you too Ellada. Elrohir," Alca said. "We were passing this way from our hunt and thought we would come and see how Legolas is."
"Well, not good I'm afraid," Elladan said. He might as well get it over with. "Last night, Orcs got into Rivendell. Elrohir told Estel and Legolas to go somewhere safe for there were to many Orcs and we didn't want them to get hurt."
"I see, so where is he?" Feaelen asked.
"That we do not know," Elrohir said. "Estel took Legolas to the waterfall, the safest place to be during an Orc attack. When we got there, they were not there but Estel left his neckless behind. We think dwarves."
Elrohir closed his eyes. Saying this to Legolas's over protected brothers was not easy.
"So you think dwarves have Legolas and Estel?" Runya asked. He was angry but not at the twins and not at Legolas or Estel. He was mad at the dwarves.
"I know what you're thinking and we can not do anything as of now," Elladan said. "We need to get a mesage to adar and King Thranduil and tell them what happened. Maybe they will know what to do."
"I agree with you, Elladan. If you don't mind, we would like to help you find the kids," Alca said.
"Of corse. You are always welcome here. Nightfall, can you come in here please?"
Nightfall walked in and bowed. "Yes, Elladan."
"Please show Alca, Runya, and Feaelen to their rooms and get a bird ready. I wish to write adar a message about all this."
"Yes Elladan." He turned to the brothers. "Please, follow me and I will show where you can get cleaned up and stay."
As the brothers left Elladan walked to the study and begain to wwrite a message. This was going to be the worst two weeks of his life.
Somewhere in the caves:
Estel opened his eyes when he felt someone shake his shoulders. He opened his eyes to meet black eyes. He didn't remember what happened, but then it hit him. The dwarves. The knocked him and Legolas out.
"It seems our friends are now awake," a voice said. Estel looked up and saw a dwarf, no taller than the ones that caught them. He had red hair and dressed like a war was coming. His ax was in his hand.
Estel looked around to find Legolas. He spotted his friend just inches away from him. His wrists were tied behind his back and a wave of pain washed over Legolas's face. Estel then realized his wrists were tied too. He turned back to the dwarf that he didn't know.
"Man ess lin?" *[What is your name?]* Estel asked. He saw the dwarf look at him in confusion.
"Don't speek that language in front of me!" the dwarf said. He slapped Estel across the face, sending the boy to the ground.
"Daro!" *[Stop/Halt]* Legolas yelled. He received the same treatment as Estel, only harder. He looked over at Estel and saw a small trail of blood on his lip.
"You speek that language again, I'll use my ax on you! Now, I'm sure you would like to know my name. My name is Tror Ironbrow. The leader of the dwarves."
"Why are we here?" Estel asked.
"You were brought here because you were caught in the caves on our land."
"Your land, the waterfall is still part of Rivendell," Estel said calmly. If it was one thing he learned from Elladan and Elrohir it was never upset a dwarf when they have you hostage.
"The water yes, but the caves no. Now, who are you?" Tror asked.
"Estel and this is..."
"I know who the elf is. Prince Legolas."
"How do you know my name?" Legolas asked. He never meet this dwarf before and yet, this dwarf knew his name.
"I was a prisoner to your father. King Thranduil his name was. I was walking on Mirkwood land, as he says, so my punishment was to be either a servent or prisoner. I choice prisoner. So I was sent to the dungens and kept there for almost a year. Very little food and water was given to me, they ignored me, they kicked and beat me. For what?! Just walking in the woods looking for food."
Tror's voice boomed all over the cave. Some dwarves stopped working but when they realized who it was and who he was talking to, they went back to work.
"Take them away. Chain them to the wall and I will be there in a minute to talk," Tror said, walking over to his seat and sitting.
Legolas was lifted up by his arms and cried out when his hurt wrist moved. Estel made sure to walk beside Legolas, so they could talk. Since dwarves didn't understand elvish, this was the only time they could talk.
'We will get out of here.'
'I'm not so sure. He seemed mad when he talked about adar.'
'He won't touch you as long as I'm here. Gwesta im.' *[I swear]*
'Thanks.' Legolas felt his wrist freed from the rope, only to be replaced by metel cuffs. They were chained to the cave wall, giving him little arm movement. This hurt his wrist even more. As he sat down, he thought of his brothers. The were always protective of him. And his father. What he wouldn't do to see him again. He wanted to see the sun in the blue sky, the wind blowing against his face. He just wanted to get out of the darkness of the cave, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"Now, we can do this the easy way," Tror said, walking up to them," or the hard way." He brought a red hot metel pole down on Legolas's already brusied cheek.
The cave was filled with the sound of an elf scream.