//"Jairah is not seeing anyone at the moment," Legolas said,
turning
away from Siendar slightly, a hint of sadness coming into his voice.
"She is resting right now. Anything you wish to tell her you may tell
to me." He looked at him expectantly. "What is it that you've come
to
tell her?"
Siendar looked at Legolas, and sensed that something had happened to
Jairah that Legolas was not speaking of, because he did not trust
Siendar. But it was troubling Legolas' mind, and was part of his
anger. So now Siendar looked at Legolas squarely, and honestly, and
spoke.
"She is in danger." he said.//
"She is in danger," Siendar repeated. "Lord Legolas, you don't
trust
me, you don't have to tell me, I sense it. Few people trust me,
but
my lord, this is a point I *must* press. You must take my word
on
this.
For a few months now I have sensed a darkness, growing each day,
little by little. I traveled to Mirkwood, to seek out Lady Jairah,
partly to ask if she felt the gathering darkness and partly because
I
had a feeling that she was in danger, more danger then what I
understood.
I reached Mirkwood and received the information that you were here.
So I ran for five days from Mirkwood to Ithilien. My lord, I
have
travelled very far to bring this message to Lady Jairah, but I fear
I
may have been to late. Darkness has settled in this house, and
it
will grow colder by the week, maybe even by the day. Lady Jairah
and
her child, you child, is in danger, and if nothing is done soon,
something will happen that will cause you to lose everything you
love."
Siendar finished and watched Legolas to see what his reaction would
be
like. The elven lord stood quietly, his back turned to Siendar,
obvioulsy thinking about what Siendar had said.
"How do you know that this darkness is after Jairah?" Legolas finally
asked, looking at Siendar for an answer.
"A feeling," Siendar responded simply. "Just a simple feeling,
my
lord."