Legolas's Evenstar
Type : LOTR
Rating : Not rated yet ( I don't know how this will turn out as time goes on )
Summary : Ages have gone by and Legolas is alone with his kind. He wants more.
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(after a brief shocking nose bleed I'm getting to work I hope you like this chatper! ^^)
Legolas sighed wondering if Hewen's fever would break. Legolas didn't believe it possible but Hewen had already been three months with her ghastly fever. He didn't know why Tinondel didn't worry. He would just sit in his seat by Hewen's bed on his spare time and watch her.
Questioning him for what was wrong did not work. He simply claimed everything would be okay with time. Legolas disliked that man for knowing what was wrong and not telling him.
Legolas let his anger and confusion about everything go and pulled his pants back up. He gracefully walked away from the giant weeping willow. (Better said his pee tree!)
Walking back into Hewen's house he found Tinondel calmly painting in the main living quarters. "How is she?" Legolas asked calmly.
"Babbling randomly as always." Tinondel shrugged wiping his brush into a splotch of green paint.
"Don't you care the least bit? She might be dying for all we know! I asked for the best healers and even some of the comer healers. Half of them don't know what' wrong with her and the other half say she'll be okay." Legolas glared.
Tinondel just shrugged, "If I thought any harm would come to her I would not even think about letting her out of my sight. But as it is I know she will be fine. Do not worry Legolas." Tinondel grinned as he swished his brush against the canvas.
Legolas merely glared as he stomped off into Hewen's room.
"Hewen. I'm here. How are you today?" Legolas smiled cheerfully at his sick ward.
"Legolas... it's hot!" She cried. Her body jerked every moment or so clearly in discomfort.
"I'll be right there to help you." He said putting on a cheerful face.
She didn't open her eyes to him as he lifted her up in his arms. Taking her gently over to her little garden directly outside of her bedroom; he undressed her.
She continued to breathe heavily but managed a response, "Thank you." He nodded walking away briefly to get her a different change of clothes.
When he return from getting her clothes she was laying down in the garden her hand clutching a daisy. He smiled softly gathering up her hair in his hands. He delicately took her sweaty hair in hair and began to work it between a cloth. After what seemed like forever her hair was finally semi-damp.
"Are you feeling better?" He questioned gently.
She nodded curling up into a fetal position. He just sighed frowning as he worked her hair into a braid. She was silently as he watched her going to sleep the wind rustling the flower in her hand.
"Here let me help you." Tinondel said picking up the gown next to Legolas.
Legolas frowned, "Why do you care?"
"From where I come from. Some people like to help when people are in need. Even if they know everything will be okay. It's just a thing we do." Tinondel said frowning gently as he woke Hewen.
She whimpered as being moved as he dressed her. "And where do you come from?" Legolas asked tying off her hair.
"I come from America."
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Next Chapter Teaser : Hewen's fever gets worst and so does Legolas's condition. Tinondel still doesn't worry and won't tell Legolas about "America" Hewen tells something that scared Legolas.
D-Chan
