@adromir-no problem! Ur probably busy anyway with ur series! I don't mind!
@Silian-reading @ work can get to be a bad habit. Believe me, I know!
@MorotheWolfGod-*rubs nose which is swollen from hitting the computer screen*
I'm so glad u guys liked the last chapter! pretty action-packed wasn't it? Well, it's nothing compared to what'll happen in the next chapter. This one just has... well... you'll see!
Chapter 12
Pain coursed through Legolas's torso like a river through a valley. He was lying on his stomach on a soft bed. A thin sheet lay over his reddened body. He slowly put his hand on his lower back, then pulled it away as a sharp, burning feeling flew up and down his spine. He glanced at his hand, which had a simple scratch across the palm of it. He wondered what would make his back and arm hurt so badly.
His head suddenly tossed with the memory of plunging into the firewall. He could only remember seeing a tall, white mare, and a message. Two words seem to stick out in his mind, yet he couldn't quite grip them. He struggled for them until he fell asleep once more.
*
Otrinity lay quietly in the room. Someone had taken care to decorate the floor with straw, giving her a soft place to lay. There was a window up high facing the north, and Otrinity knew that people were trying to gaze through it at her. Why she didn't know.
There was a mixture of fruits and feed in a large bucket next to the door. On the other side lay a large troph of water. Otrinity had taken a drink from it before, yet someone had taken the time to refill it and check on her constantly. The room felt cool, which was much of a relief. The bars had been taken off the door, giving her the freedom to glance up and down the cold corridor. When she did the first time, she had quite some difficulty with it. She wasn't able to push her head through it because something on her forehead kept catching on the frame above her.
She stood, stumbling slightly with a splitting headache. However, she managed to make it over to her water troph. When she saw her reflection, she gasped, seeing the large, white horn that had finally sprouted from her forehead.
*
When Legolas awoke again, he was screaming in pain. He clenched his fists, ignoring the voice repeatedly shouting at him to lie still. Whenever he stirred, a fitful burn rose up his spine.
"Get off!" he cried, closing his eyes tightly.
"Legolas! It's me, Elrond!" Legolas suddenly ceased, opening his eyes to see the humorous shocked look on the lord's face. He held a steaming wooden bowl in one hand and a damp cloth in the other.
"Elrond!" Legolas sighed, exhaling then sucking through gritted teeth as the pain in his back increased slightly.
"Just lie still." Elrond said calmly. "I'm just cleaning your wounds."
"Wounds?" asked Legolas worriedly. Elrond placed a cool hand on the back of his neck and gently pushed him over so that he was once more on his stomach.
"Not entirely wounds, just several burns. We've managed to cool then down, but now they must be cleaned. This will hurt." Legolas readied himself for the pain. It came and went quickly as Elrond dabbed the steaming rag on his lower back.
"What happened?" he asked when he had finished and moved on to preparing the bandages.
"A stable fire." Legolas didn't wait for anymore.
"Is Otrinity all right? She isn't..."
"Believe me, that... horse of yours fares much better then you do." something struck Legolas the way Elrond said 'horse'. "I would honestly be more worried about your father, even through he still fares better then you! Honestly, I do believe you were hurt the worst of all."
"My father?" Legolas asked as Elrond helped him sit up. Legolas caught a glimpse of the raw, red marks on his abdomen.
"He went into the stables before the fires started. He told my sons that he went in to see Otrinity, to apologize to her for the way he has been treating her all these years." Legolas stared at him in disbelief as Elrond wrapped the white cloth around Legolas's stomach.
"He did?" asked Legolas.
"Yes. Then, after she emerged from the fire with you on her back..." he drifted off, finished his work by tying the bandages tightly. "Well, perhaps you should see yourself."
However, Elrond wouldn't let him see Otrinity until he had redressed Legolas's arm and sewn the cut on his forehead that had reopened. By the time he was finished, Legolas looked as though he had fallen off a cliff under an Oliphaunt!
When Legolas was finally lead down the to cool, refreshing armor rooms, a guard lead him to a large round cell where Otrinity was being kept. He heard her whinny of joy and the clopping hooves as he entered. Then, silence as the two stared at each other.
There, in front of Legolas, was a healthy young Unicorn.
@Silian-reading @ work can get to be a bad habit. Believe me, I know!
@MorotheWolfGod-*rubs nose which is swollen from hitting the computer screen*
I'm so glad u guys liked the last chapter! pretty action-packed wasn't it? Well, it's nothing compared to what'll happen in the next chapter. This one just has... well... you'll see!
Chapter 12
Pain coursed through Legolas's torso like a river through a valley. He was lying on his stomach on a soft bed. A thin sheet lay over his reddened body. He slowly put his hand on his lower back, then pulled it away as a sharp, burning feeling flew up and down his spine. He glanced at his hand, which had a simple scratch across the palm of it. He wondered what would make his back and arm hurt so badly.
His head suddenly tossed with the memory of plunging into the firewall. He could only remember seeing a tall, white mare, and a message. Two words seem to stick out in his mind, yet he couldn't quite grip them. He struggled for them until he fell asleep once more.
*
Otrinity lay quietly in the room. Someone had taken care to decorate the floor with straw, giving her a soft place to lay. There was a window up high facing the north, and Otrinity knew that people were trying to gaze through it at her. Why she didn't know.
There was a mixture of fruits and feed in a large bucket next to the door. On the other side lay a large troph of water. Otrinity had taken a drink from it before, yet someone had taken the time to refill it and check on her constantly. The room felt cool, which was much of a relief. The bars had been taken off the door, giving her the freedom to glance up and down the cold corridor. When she did the first time, she had quite some difficulty with it. She wasn't able to push her head through it because something on her forehead kept catching on the frame above her.
She stood, stumbling slightly with a splitting headache. However, she managed to make it over to her water troph. When she saw her reflection, she gasped, seeing the large, white horn that had finally sprouted from her forehead.
*
When Legolas awoke again, he was screaming in pain. He clenched his fists, ignoring the voice repeatedly shouting at him to lie still. Whenever he stirred, a fitful burn rose up his spine.
"Get off!" he cried, closing his eyes tightly.
"Legolas! It's me, Elrond!" Legolas suddenly ceased, opening his eyes to see the humorous shocked look on the lord's face. He held a steaming wooden bowl in one hand and a damp cloth in the other.
"Elrond!" Legolas sighed, exhaling then sucking through gritted teeth as the pain in his back increased slightly.
"Just lie still." Elrond said calmly. "I'm just cleaning your wounds."
"Wounds?" asked Legolas worriedly. Elrond placed a cool hand on the back of his neck and gently pushed him over so that he was once more on his stomach.
"Not entirely wounds, just several burns. We've managed to cool then down, but now they must be cleaned. This will hurt." Legolas readied himself for the pain. It came and went quickly as Elrond dabbed the steaming rag on his lower back.
"What happened?" he asked when he had finished and moved on to preparing the bandages.
"A stable fire." Legolas didn't wait for anymore.
"Is Otrinity all right? She isn't..."
"Believe me, that... horse of yours fares much better then you do." something struck Legolas the way Elrond said 'horse'. "I would honestly be more worried about your father, even through he still fares better then you! Honestly, I do believe you were hurt the worst of all."
"My father?" Legolas asked as Elrond helped him sit up. Legolas caught a glimpse of the raw, red marks on his abdomen.
"He went into the stables before the fires started. He told my sons that he went in to see Otrinity, to apologize to her for the way he has been treating her all these years." Legolas stared at him in disbelief as Elrond wrapped the white cloth around Legolas's stomach.
"He did?" asked Legolas.
"Yes. Then, after she emerged from the fire with you on her back..." he drifted off, finished his work by tying the bandages tightly. "Well, perhaps you should see yourself."
However, Elrond wouldn't let him see Otrinity until he had redressed Legolas's arm and sewn the cut on his forehead that had reopened. By the time he was finished, Legolas looked as though he had fallen off a cliff under an Oliphaunt!
When Legolas was finally lead down the to cool, refreshing armor rooms, a guard lead him to a large round cell where Otrinity was being kept. He heard her whinny of joy and the clopping hooves as he entered. Then, silence as the two stared at each other.
There, in front of Legolas, was a healthy young Unicorn.
