Estel noted the looked as he studied the elf. " How do you feel now?" He questioned.
Legolas found he was completely relaxed and was breathing normally for the first time in weeks. " Tired... weary.. exhausted..." Legolas responded in elvish and his voice showed clearly just what he said.
" You must not sleep... tell me of your home what is it like in Mirkwood?" Estel questioned.
Elrond smiled in approval at his youngest son's antics. Thranduil stood motionless.
" It is no where as fair as Rivendell, but it is deep in the forests of Mirkwood where darkness is creeping once more into the Land..." Legolas said quietly before he fell silent.
" Legolas..." Estel said as he gently shook him awake.
Legolas groaned and murmured quietly. " Let me sleep Estel.."
" No! You can't sleep now.." Estel said with a frown on his face. Concern and worry filled his voice as he spoke as well as despair for he knew not what else to do.
Elrond and Thranduil then entered the room and Estel was startled at their sudden appearance. He drew back onto the chair.
Legolas didn't notice them enter the room for his eyes were closed. His body was relaxed for once in a long while, and his breathing was dangerously so.
Thranduil sat at his son's side. He moved from the chair and held his son in his arms as he stroked Legolas's hair out of his face.
Elrond led Estel out of the room to give Thranduil time alone with his son.
" Ada?" Estel asked hopefully.
" Yes my son?" Elrond asked as he led Estel to his own room to rest.
" Is Legolas going to be all right Ada?" Estel stifling a yawn.
" All will be known in time." He said evasively. " Now go get some rest. You did what you could and I am proud of you for that. Now sleep my son you too need to recover and rest yourself." Elrond said sternly leaving no room to argue.
Estel sighed and went into his room, but it was a long while before sleep finally came to him.
" Legolas, my little greenleaf, talk to me my son." Thranduil said quietly.
Legolas looked up at his father as he forced his eyes opened. In his eyes it was apparent that he was loosing the battle for life. His blue eyes were glazed with weariness. His voice was little more than a faint whisper that his father had to strain to hear. " Ada Amin Mel lle"( Father.. I love you..)
Thranduil smiled softly. " Amin Mel lle te.." ( I love you too.) he said softly, but could already feel his son's life slowly fading away from him. " It will be alright my son... you can get through this.."
" Cormamin niuve tenna' ta elea lee au' Ada." ( My heart shall weep until it sees thee again father.) He said in a faint whisper before he grew still.
" Legolas?!?" Thranduil questioned nervously.
Legolas took one last breath before his life left him.
" Legolas..." Thranduil choked as he held his lifeless son in his arms as tears fell onto his son's face.
Elrond came back into the room and approached the two of them. IN the odd stillness of the room he knew at once what happened and he bowed his head in sorrow. He left the room and a few hours later everyone that was close to Legolas was gathered in the small room.
TBC...
A/N: I decided to split this chapter into two so the next one will be the last chapter of this story.
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