Unexpectedly maybe, Pippin awoke first. The room was fairly large and lit with a strange pale light.
"Oh my head. What have those loathsome orcs done to me? And where is poor Legolas?"
He stood up slowly and looked round. The Elvish Prince was on a bed. He was laid full length and evil though the light was, it reflected off the fair face of the unconscious Legolas. He was indeed not in possession of his senses, for an elf sleeps with his eyes open and Legolas's pale orbs were closed. A wave of dread washed over the young hobbit and he climbed up onto the bed and laid his head on the elf's breast. Perceiving the rising and falling of his chest, he jumped down from the bed and sat on the floor. It was then that he first took notice of the bracelet on his wrist.
"What devilry is this?"
Legolas did not stir for many days. An orc came and pushed food in the door every so often. There was a small swinging door in the bottom of it near the floor. The hinges were on the outside, and was too small for Pippin, let alone Legolas to fit though.
One day there came a low agonized groan from the bed.
"Legolas!" Pippin cried in joy and sprung up at once.
"Oh, my head."
"That's much the same as I said," said Pippin climbing up next to him.
"Here drink this." He offered Legolas a chalice.
"What is it? And where are we?" Asked Legolas.
"The first question, at least, I can answer. It is just water."
Legolas took a drink, "How long have you been awake Master Peregrin?"
"Well it seems like years, but I expect it has only been days. Lonely and anxious days they were though."
"I am sorry I worried you Master, but I…"
He took in a sudden breath and his eyes misted over like a cloud over the sun. He fell heavily back to the bed and apparently could not breathe for he gasped for air. His eyes were open and frantic, his fair face twisted in pain.
"Legolas!" Pippin cried.
All the elf's muscles seemed tense and he had a hand clutched to his breast. Then, as suddenly as the fit had come, it left and Legolas relaxed.
"Legolas! Are you all right?"
Legolas took in two shaky breaths, "Yes, I believe so."
"Oh, that was frightening. What happened?"
"It would seem that someone has laid a spell upon me."
Instead of terrified, Pippin looked shocked.
"Who could do such a thing to an elf? Is it even possible?"
"It is apparently, or that would not have happened. The power seems to be centered in these bracelets."
"It is indeed Your Highness," Came a voice from the door.
"And who are you?" asked Pippin.
"Saruman," Legolas whispered in fear and Pippin gaped.