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property of the Tolkiens. I am not making any money and am writing just for
the pure fun.
A/N: I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to put up this final chapter. School has been completely consuming my life for the past two weeks and I just haven't had the time to type this up. This is indeed the final chapter and the end to my first ever fan fic. Thank you all very much for your wonderful reviews! I have already begun a second story called Chiaro Scuro (Light Shadows). This time I am planning on writing a few chapters before beginning to post the story so that I will not be rushed and they will be of better quality. (Basically it will be a little while) Again, thank you very much to all the readers and especially to those who have taken the time to review.
Chapter Six
*** "So you are finally awake! I feared that I would never have the chance to teach you how to track." Elladan exclaimed as he walked into Estel's room.
"And I must instruct you on the avoidance of poisonous plants." Elrohir added with a grin.
"As for my part," Legolas remarked from behind a tray of food, "I shall simply enjoy the entertainment."
Estel's response was a glare accompanied by a moan at the sight of the food. He was feeling better, but not that much better.
"I'm not hungry." he stated as if it would make a difference in the outcome of the situation
"Tis what we thought you would say. For that reason we have brought Legolas, so he might aid us in encouraging you to eat." Elrohir said with a twinkle in his eye. The little color that Estel's face had regained left immediately as he began to comprehend the elves' plan.
"Maybe I could try and eat a little." Estel said in a small voice. He had never been found of his brothers' definition of encouragement. In a situation like this, he could easily end up pinned and force fed by three very happy elves. That thought caused another moan and confirmed his conviction to at least attempt to eat. Legolas set the tray down on a table and looked over at the young edain. The black spots were quickly fading and the boy's color was starting to return. The only thing that remained unchanged were the fits of coughing. He smiled as the banter between brothers began to pick up again.
"Your first lesson shall include an avoidance of trapping oneself in deadly bushes." Elrohir quipped and ducked as a poorly aimed pillow flew over his head.
"Estel, I do believe that those spots actually improve your looks. Do you not agree, Legolas?" Elladan teased from his seat next to the bed.
"If they aid me so, tis too bad elves can not catch them, for on you they could do wonders." Came Estel's retort.
"I might suggest that you try some of this broth, Estel, before.umph" Legolas said as a pillow hit him directly in the mouth. The three brothers laughed as the prince spilled the soup he had been carrying over for Estel. Elrohir grabbed a cloth napkin and helped Legolas clean up the mess while Elladan went to the kitchen for more broth. When he returned, he was surprised to see that the room's three occupants had calmed down and were no longer engaged in pillow warfare.
"Elladan, I am truly not hungry." Estel tried again, still hoping to avoid testing his queasy stomach.
"By order of Lord Elrond, you will take this broth either by free will or force." replied Elladan cheerfully as he handed the bowl to Estel. Hesitantly, Estel took a few small sips under three pairs of watchful eyes. He was becoming confident after finishing most of the broth when he felt his stomach turn. It was not enough for him to feel as though he would be sick, but nevertheless it was a warning.
"Please, Elladan, I do not believe I can drink anymore at the moment." he said trying to place the bowl on the table. Elrohir took it from him and gently replied "Tis fine, titta onooro. Sleep now and when you wake you may have more." With those words, he pulled the quilts up to Estel's chin and followed the other elves out of the room
***
Three days later Estel slid from hid bed and strategically placed some pillows under the covers. As long as one did not get to close, they vaguely resembled a sleeping figure. It was mid-afternoon and beside the occasional cough, he was feeling well, albeit still a little tired. He quickly changed into a pair of leggings and a tunic before walking out onto the balcony. Estel's original plan had been to simply sneak through his door, but he quickly realized that the longer he remained indoors, the more likely the possibility of detection.
Today was a wonderful day, one that was not meant to be spent cooped up in bed. Most of the elder elves were engaged in some important meeting, leaving Estel alone. 'They all think I am asleep and will never even notice that I have gone. I will only be out for a little while and be back in bed long before the meeting is over.' he thought happily to himself as he stood on the railing and eyed a nearby tree branch. To Estel, this plan was perfect for there was no conceivable way for him to be caught and everyone would be quite happy.
Estel jumped and a small yelp of surprise escaped his mouth as his hands almost missed their intended target. He had made the leap many times, but never before had he been so close to falling. By the time Estel managed to climb down the tree he felt as though he had just returned from one of Elladan's training runs. With a yawn he began to aimlessly wander through the garden, glad to be outside and out of bed. The sir was crisp, but as long as he stayed out of the shadows, Estel was not cold. His wandering eventually lead him to the stables. Estel meandered over to a large pile of straw that was basking in the warm rays of sunlight that filtered in through the doors. 'I shall lie down for a few minutes and rest before I go back to my room.' Estel thought to himself as he reclined on the hay. In moments the afternoon sun and gentle breeze lured him into a contented sleep.
***
Estel felt himself being lifted up. He lazily yawned and cracked his eyelids open. To his surprise he realized that Legolas was carrying him. Seeing that the movement had woken the human, the prince began to lecture.
"Estel, have you any idea of how upset Lord Elrond will be with you when he hears of this? You are fortunate that I took leave of the council to look in on you instead of he. Thank Elbereth that I found you quickly and without the assistance of all of Imladris." Estel sleepily blinked his eyes and expressed his concern with another yawn.
"Do you not understand the gravity of what you have done? You are not yet well and were specifically instructed to remain in bed. Ai, I shall not enjoy telling your father why my presence has been so long absent from the council." Legolas continued with obvious displeasure.
"Then do not tell." Estel murmured nonchalantly. By this time, Legolas had managed to carry the child inside without being seen and was hurrying to get him back to his room.
"I can not simply avoid the fact that I have bee absent for the better part of an hour, and I refuse to lie Lord Elrond." Legolas snapped.
"Why, may I ask, would you be lying to me?" came a new voice from the end of the hall. Legolas softly muttered a curse under his breath and shifted a half-awake Estel in his arms.
"I.Lord Elrond.um.you must see that, well." Legolas fumbled for a reply as the elven lord strode down the hallway toward him.
"So, the Prince of Mirkwood is at a loss for words; tis an occasion worth remembering. Now, I ask you Legolas, what is going on?" Elrond replied coolly.
Legolas recapped the situation while shifting from foot to foot as if trying to evade Elrond's glare. Estel chose that time to reiterate his presence with a combination of a cough and yawn. Elrond glanced down at his youngest who was drifting off to sleep and allowed his features to soften. He sighed and shook his head as he wondered how he had ever managed the twins.
"Come Legolas, I am not angry with you. Let us put Estel to bed and devise a suitable punishment." Elrond said with a slight smile. Legolas simply nodded and followed the elder elf down the hall.
***
Estel ran as fast as he could through the forest, enjoying his regained freedom. After an additional week and a half of lying in bed under constant supervision, he was only too happy to be outside again.
"Estel! Come on, Estel, please slow down." came Elrohir's voice from somewhere behind him. He had gotten a head start on his brothers and was sure they would catch him soon enough. He did not want to slow down, only to run. The wind flew about his face and lifted his hair up behind him, encouraging him to move even faster. In a few minutes, he felt rather the heard Elladan and Elrohir approaching from behind. Estel slowed down next to him, happy to see their younger brother well again.
"Titta onooro, we were supposed to be having a tracking lesson, not a foot race." Elladan said with a grin. Estel looked up at his eldest brother, his eyes dancing with happiness and excitement.
"Aye, saira, Elladan, naa iire i waiwa nyara mine nornoro, man na quente nay." With that he stood up and began to walk back to the palace, leaving the two elves with identical expressions of surprise on their faces.
***
titta onooro- little brother
Aye, saira, Elladan, naa iire i waiwa nyara mine nornoro, man na quente nay. - Aye I know, Elladan, but when the wind tells one to run, who am I to say nay.
***
I Metta (the end)
A/N: Please let me know what you think and thanks to each and every one of you that have taken the time to read my story.
A/N: I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to put up this final chapter. School has been completely consuming my life for the past two weeks and I just haven't had the time to type this up. This is indeed the final chapter and the end to my first ever fan fic. Thank you all very much for your wonderful reviews! I have already begun a second story called Chiaro Scuro (Light Shadows). This time I am planning on writing a few chapters before beginning to post the story so that I will not be rushed and they will be of better quality. (Basically it will be a little while) Again, thank you very much to all the readers and especially to those who have taken the time to review.
Chapter Six
*** "So you are finally awake! I feared that I would never have the chance to teach you how to track." Elladan exclaimed as he walked into Estel's room.
"And I must instruct you on the avoidance of poisonous plants." Elrohir added with a grin.
"As for my part," Legolas remarked from behind a tray of food, "I shall simply enjoy the entertainment."
Estel's response was a glare accompanied by a moan at the sight of the food. He was feeling better, but not that much better.
"I'm not hungry." he stated as if it would make a difference in the outcome of the situation
"Tis what we thought you would say. For that reason we have brought Legolas, so he might aid us in encouraging you to eat." Elrohir said with a twinkle in his eye. The little color that Estel's face had regained left immediately as he began to comprehend the elves' plan.
"Maybe I could try and eat a little." Estel said in a small voice. He had never been found of his brothers' definition of encouragement. In a situation like this, he could easily end up pinned and force fed by three very happy elves. That thought caused another moan and confirmed his conviction to at least attempt to eat. Legolas set the tray down on a table and looked over at the young edain. The black spots were quickly fading and the boy's color was starting to return. The only thing that remained unchanged were the fits of coughing. He smiled as the banter between brothers began to pick up again.
"Your first lesson shall include an avoidance of trapping oneself in deadly bushes." Elrohir quipped and ducked as a poorly aimed pillow flew over his head.
"Estel, I do believe that those spots actually improve your looks. Do you not agree, Legolas?" Elladan teased from his seat next to the bed.
"If they aid me so, tis too bad elves can not catch them, for on you they could do wonders." Came Estel's retort.
"I might suggest that you try some of this broth, Estel, before.umph" Legolas said as a pillow hit him directly in the mouth. The three brothers laughed as the prince spilled the soup he had been carrying over for Estel. Elrohir grabbed a cloth napkin and helped Legolas clean up the mess while Elladan went to the kitchen for more broth. When he returned, he was surprised to see that the room's three occupants had calmed down and were no longer engaged in pillow warfare.
"Elladan, I am truly not hungry." Estel tried again, still hoping to avoid testing his queasy stomach.
"By order of Lord Elrond, you will take this broth either by free will or force." replied Elladan cheerfully as he handed the bowl to Estel. Hesitantly, Estel took a few small sips under three pairs of watchful eyes. He was becoming confident after finishing most of the broth when he felt his stomach turn. It was not enough for him to feel as though he would be sick, but nevertheless it was a warning.
"Please, Elladan, I do not believe I can drink anymore at the moment." he said trying to place the bowl on the table. Elrohir took it from him and gently replied "Tis fine, titta onooro. Sleep now and when you wake you may have more." With those words, he pulled the quilts up to Estel's chin and followed the other elves out of the room
***
Three days later Estel slid from hid bed and strategically placed some pillows under the covers. As long as one did not get to close, they vaguely resembled a sleeping figure. It was mid-afternoon and beside the occasional cough, he was feeling well, albeit still a little tired. He quickly changed into a pair of leggings and a tunic before walking out onto the balcony. Estel's original plan had been to simply sneak through his door, but he quickly realized that the longer he remained indoors, the more likely the possibility of detection.
Today was a wonderful day, one that was not meant to be spent cooped up in bed. Most of the elder elves were engaged in some important meeting, leaving Estel alone. 'They all think I am asleep and will never even notice that I have gone. I will only be out for a little while and be back in bed long before the meeting is over.' he thought happily to himself as he stood on the railing and eyed a nearby tree branch. To Estel, this plan was perfect for there was no conceivable way for him to be caught and everyone would be quite happy.
Estel jumped and a small yelp of surprise escaped his mouth as his hands almost missed their intended target. He had made the leap many times, but never before had he been so close to falling. By the time Estel managed to climb down the tree he felt as though he had just returned from one of Elladan's training runs. With a yawn he began to aimlessly wander through the garden, glad to be outside and out of bed. The sir was crisp, but as long as he stayed out of the shadows, Estel was not cold. His wandering eventually lead him to the stables. Estel meandered over to a large pile of straw that was basking in the warm rays of sunlight that filtered in through the doors. 'I shall lie down for a few minutes and rest before I go back to my room.' Estel thought to himself as he reclined on the hay. In moments the afternoon sun and gentle breeze lured him into a contented sleep.
***
Estel felt himself being lifted up. He lazily yawned and cracked his eyelids open. To his surprise he realized that Legolas was carrying him. Seeing that the movement had woken the human, the prince began to lecture.
"Estel, have you any idea of how upset Lord Elrond will be with you when he hears of this? You are fortunate that I took leave of the council to look in on you instead of he. Thank Elbereth that I found you quickly and without the assistance of all of Imladris." Estel sleepily blinked his eyes and expressed his concern with another yawn.
"Do you not understand the gravity of what you have done? You are not yet well and were specifically instructed to remain in bed. Ai, I shall not enjoy telling your father why my presence has been so long absent from the council." Legolas continued with obvious displeasure.
"Then do not tell." Estel murmured nonchalantly. By this time, Legolas had managed to carry the child inside without being seen and was hurrying to get him back to his room.
"I can not simply avoid the fact that I have bee absent for the better part of an hour, and I refuse to lie Lord Elrond." Legolas snapped.
"Why, may I ask, would you be lying to me?" came a new voice from the end of the hall. Legolas softly muttered a curse under his breath and shifted a half-awake Estel in his arms.
"I.Lord Elrond.um.you must see that, well." Legolas fumbled for a reply as the elven lord strode down the hallway toward him.
"So, the Prince of Mirkwood is at a loss for words; tis an occasion worth remembering. Now, I ask you Legolas, what is going on?" Elrond replied coolly.
Legolas recapped the situation while shifting from foot to foot as if trying to evade Elrond's glare. Estel chose that time to reiterate his presence with a combination of a cough and yawn. Elrond glanced down at his youngest who was drifting off to sleep and allowed his features to soften. He sighed and shook his head as he wondered how he had ever managed the twins.
"Come Legolas, I am not angry with you. Let us put Estel to bed and devise a suitable punishment." Elrond said with a slight smile. Legolas simply nodded and followed the elder elf down the hall.
***
Estel ran as fast as he could through the forest, enjoying his regained freedom. After an additional week and a half of lying in bed under constant supervision, he was only too happy to be outside again.
"Estel! Come on, Estel, please slow down." came Elrohir's voice from somewhere behind him. He had gotten a head start on his brothers and was sure they would catch him soon enough. He did not want to slow down, only to run. The wind flew about his face and lifted his hair up behind him, encouraging him to move even faster. In a few minutes, he felt rather the heard Elladan and Elrohir approaching from behind. Estel slowed down next to him, happy to see their younger brother well again.
"Titta onooro, we were supposed to be having a tracking lesson, not a foot race." Elladan said with a grin. Estel looked up at his eldest brother, his eyes dancing with happiness and excitement.
"Aye, saira, Elladan, naa iire i waiwa nyara mine nornoro, man na quente nay." With that he stood up and began to walk back to the palace, leaving the two elves with identical expressions of surprise on their faces.
***
titta onooro- little brother
Aye, saira, Elladan, naa iire i waiwa nyara mine nornoro, man na quente nay. - Aye I know, Elladan, but when the wind tells one to run, who am I to say nay.
***
I Metta (the end)
A/N: Please let me know what you think and thanks to each and every one of you that have taken the time to read my story.