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I'm so sorry guys! I've been stuck in a slump! Plus being ill and weighed down with homework! Blurgh, this is really short, I'll try and get back on track tomorrow!
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When morning came, Aragorn had begun bathing Pippin's forehead with some water and herbs, which were left over from travelling in Rivendell.
Frodo apologised constantly to Merry, but Merry wasn't having any of it, he ignored Frodo until finally...
"Frodo! Go away! Can't you see I don't want to talk to you? Just leave me alone!" Merry cried, turning his back on Frodo and sitting facing his cousin, who was being looked after by Legolas.
Legolas shot Frodo a sympathetic look, then carried on swabbing Pippin's forehead with the damp cloth. It was almost the end of Gimli's turn - but Legolas didn't fully trust Gimli so he had taken Gimli's turn for him.
"Can't you stop arguing with Frodo?" Asked Legolas gently, not wanting for Merry to get mad at him too.
"It's his fault Pippin's like this, what am I going to do if Pippin dies?" Asked Merry, feeling his eyes water up. He waited for some words of reassurance from the Elf-prince, but none came. Legolas wasn't entirely sure if Pippin was going to survive, he was trying to convince himself to look optimistic, but Legolas could sense something more strong and powerful inside Pippin that any poison could be.
Legolas left Pippin to Boromir's care, and walked over to where Gandalf was seated.
"Gandalf - there must be someway to help Master Pippin!" He cried. "Every poison has an antidote! So where can we find the antidote for this one?" Legolas asked.
"Deep, in the cave of Alaresh, in the south of Caradhas!" Replied Gandalf. Looking up at the elf prince. "Some one has to go and fetch it!"
I'm so sorry guys! I've been stuck in a slump! Plus being ill and weighed down with homework! Blurgh, this is really short, I'll try and get back on track tomorrow!
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When morning came, Aragorn had begun bathing Pippin's forehead with some water and herbs, which were left over from travelling in Rivendell.
Frodo apologised constantly to Merry, but Merry wasn't having any of it, he ignored Frodo until finally...
"Frodo! Go away! Can't you see I don't want to talk to you? Just leave me alone!" Merry cried, turning his back on Frodo and sitting facing his cousin, who was being looked after by Legolas.
Legolas shot Frodo a sympathetic look, then carried on swabbing Pippin's forehead with the damp cloth. It was almost the end of Gimli's turn - but Legolas didn't fully trust Gimli so he had taken Gimli's turn for him.
"Can't you stop arguing with Frodo?" Asked Legolas gently, not wanting for Merry to get mad at him too.
"It's his fault Pippin's like this, what am I going to do if Pippin dies?" Asked Merry, feeling his eyes water up. He waited for some words of reassurance from the Elf-prince, but none came. Legolas wasn't entirely sure if Pippin was going to survive, he was trying to convince himself to look optimistic, but Legolas could sense something more strong and powerful inside Pippin that any poison could be.
Legolas left Pippin to Boromir's care, and walked over to where Gandalf was seated.
"Gandalf - there must be someway to help Master Pippin!" He cried. "Every poison has an antidote! So where can we find the antidote for this one?" Legolas asked.
"Deep, in the cave of Alaresh, in the south of Caradhas!" Replied Gandalf. Looking up at the elf prince. "Some one has to go and fetch it!"