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Ch 7 Waking
The next morning Aragorn woke up and tried to remember what had happened. He wanted to get out of bed and see Legolas but the aches in his body told him to sleep more and he couldn't resist falling asleep.
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In the dining hall Elrond, Elrohir and Elladan were discussing Legolas' condition. They had been talking about possible cures for Legolas but they had come up with nothing. Their conversation had just wandered to Aragorn when someone ran down the corridor and threw open the doors to the dining hall. The Elf was the servant Elrond had left in the room with Legolas. The tall Elf ran towards Elrond and his sons, they quickly rose from their seats.
"Forgive me my Lord." He bowed quickly before continuing. "Prince Legolas is awake and he refuses to go back to bed until he has spoken with Estel. I am sorry my Lord I couldn't stop him."
Elrond gracefully walked out of the hall closely followed by Elladan and Elrohir. They strode down the corridor until they reached Legolas' room. They stopped outside and listened to Legolas moving around restlessly inside. Elrond motioned for his sons to leave and they instantly took the hint. Before they could leave Legolas swung the door open. He looked pale and tired. This surprised all three of the Elves although they did not show it. Legolas stared at them before Elrond walked past Legolas into the room and turned towards the three Elves. Elladan also moved past Legolas and stood next to his father inside the room whilst Legolas moved back into his room as well. Elrohir came in and closed the door behind him and joined his father and brother.
Legolas just looked at them as if trying to work out whether to trust them. He placed his hand unconsciously on the bedpost for support. All three noticed this but thought it best not to mention it.
"I wish to see Aragorn." Legolas finally said. There was no trace of the tiredness in his voice that was evident in his body.
"He is sleeping." Elrond replied simply. He found he had to work hard to keep the coldness from his voice.
"I want to see him." Legolas repeated steadily.
"He was also hurt and he is resting." At this Legolas started and looked up at Elrond in shock and Elrond instantly regretted saying it. Legolas looked down at the ground and looked as if he was about to apologise.
"Is he alright? He wasn't poisoned was he?" Legolas asked, concern creasing his face and voice. " No he was not poisoned but he was tired and he had a few cuts and a gash on his arm but there was no poison in it. He is fine."
Legolas relaxed when he heard this but his face was still etched with concern. Elrond walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"He is fine although he is worried about you." Elrond said quietly.
"Me?"
"You were poisoned but I suppose you know that already." Legolas nodded. " I am working on a way to help you but this is something I have never seen before."
Legolas just stared at Elrond not believing what he was hearing. If he couldn't cure him them no one could. The fact that there was a hint of concern in Elrond's usually passive voice made Legolas even more concerned about his condition. Also it was well known that Elrond didn't like Legolas but he was being treated so kindly that it made Legolas even more nervous. Elrond led Legolas to the bed and made him sit down, Elrond could tell that Legolas was tired and probably in pain and suddenly felt very protective over him.
Legolas sat down and instantly had to fight the urge to lie down and go to sleep. He wanted to ask Elrond more questions but the older Elf spoke before he could say anything.
"You should rest now Legolas. When Aragorn awakes I will send him in but until then you should rest. I will try and find something out about the poison."
Legolas nodded and went to lie down as Elrond rose from the bed. Elladan and Elrohir left the room and waited in the corridor for their father. Legolas wanted to ask the question that he dreaded asking. Elves rarely showed emotion and for a Prince to do so in front of the Lord of Imladris would not be considered appropriate. Elrond sensed what Legolas was going to ask and answered it before Legolas had a chance to say anything.
"You will be alright. I will find a way of helping you. I promise." Elrond said confidently. Legolas smiled, thankful that he had not been forced to ask the question that would betray his fear even though Elrond had already known about it. Elrond got up and walked to the door.
Before he left Elrond looked back at Legolas who was now asleep comfortably in the bed. He smiled at the sleeping form. Suddenly he could understand why Aragorn felt so strongly for him, Elrond made his way to his study hoping to find some explanation for Legolas' illness.
Meanwhile Legolas was slowly drifting into the peaceful world of dreams and yet there was something frightening about them. He saw black shapes disguised in smoke and running from something. He couldn't make out who it was but he knew that he would have to run too if he wanted to live. But before he could do anything or go anywhere he was tripped up by something. Something strong and powerful. It forced him to the ground and he had to look up at the horrible shadow, which he couldn't get away from. The one thing he couldn't escape. Although he didn't know who or what it was he had the distinct feeling that he had just come face to face with death and he didn't like it.
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A/N: hope you liked it. I know it was short but they'll get longer I promise. Keep reviewing. You feed my imagination.
Ch 7 Waking
The next morning Aragorn woke up and tried to remember what had happened. He wanted to get out of bed and see Legolas but the aches in his body told him to sleep more and he couldn't resist falling asleep.
**
In the dining hall Elrond, Elrohir and Elladan were discussing Legolas' condition. They had been talking about possible cures for Legolas but they had come up with nothing. Their conversation had just wandered to Aragorn when someone ran down the corridor and threw open the doors to the dining hall. The Elf was the servant Elrond had left in the room with Legolas. The tall Elf ran towards Elrond and his sons, they quickly rose from their seats.
"Forgive me my Lord." He bowed quickly before continuing. "Prince Legolas is awake and he refuses to go back to bed until he has spoken with Estel. I am sorry my Lord I couldn't stop him."
Elrond gracefully walked out of the hall closely followed by Elladan and Elrohir. They strode down the corridor until they reached Legolas' room. They stopped outside and listened to Legolas moving around restlessly inside. Elrond motioned for his sons to leave and they instantly took the hint. Before they could leave Legolas swung the door open. He looked pale and tired. This surprised all three of the Elves although they did not show it. Legolas stared at them before Elrond walked past Legolas into the room and turned towards the three Elves. Elladan also moved past Legolas and stood next to his father inside the room whilst Legolas moved back into his room as well. Elrohir came in and closed the door behind him and joined his father and brother.
Legolas just looked at them as if trying to work out whether to trust them. He placed his hand unconsciously on the bedpost for support. All three noticed this but thought it best not to mention it.
"I wish to see Aragorn." Legolas finally said. There was no trace of the tiredness in his voice that was evident in his body.
"He is sleeping." Elrond replied simply. He found he had to work hard to keep the coldness from his voice.
"I want to see him." Legolas repeated steadily.
"He was also hurt and he is resting." At this Legolas started and looked up at Elrond in shock and Elrond instantly regretted saying it. Legolas looked down at the ground and looked as if he was about to apologise.
"Is he alright? He wasn't poisoned was he?" Legolas asked, concern creasing his face and voice. " No he was not poisoned but he was tired and he had a few cuts and a gash on his arm but there was no poison in it. He is fine."
Legolas relaxed when he heard this but his face was still etched with concern. Elrond walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"He is fine although he is worried about you." Elrond said quietly.
"Me?"
"You were poisoned but I suppose you know that already." Legolas nodded. " I am working on a way to help you but this is something I have never seen before."
Legolas just stared at Elrond not believing what he was hearing. If he couldn't cure him them no one could. The fact that there was a hint of concern in Elrond's usually passive voice made Legolas even more concerned about his condition. Also it was well known that Elrond didn't like Legolas but he was being treated so kindly that it made Legolas even more nervous. Elrond led Legolas to the bed and made him sit down, Elrond could tell that Legolas was tired and probably in pain and suddenly felt very protective over him.
Legolas sat down and instantly had to fight the urge to lie down and go to sleep. He wanted to ask Elrond more questions but the older Elf spoke before he could say anything.
"You should rest now Legolas. When Aragorn awakes I will send him in but until then you should rest. I will try and find something out about the poison."
Legolas nodded and went to lie down as Elrond rose from the bed. Elladan and Elrohir left the room and waited in the corridor for their father. Legolas wanted to ask the question that he dreaded asking. Elves rarely showed emotion and for a Prince to do so in front of the Lord of Imladris would not be considered appropriate. Elrond sensed what Legolas was going to ask and answered it before Legolas had a chance to say anything.
"You will be alright. I will find a way of helping you. I promise." Elrond said confidently. Legolas smiled, thankful that he had not been forced to ask the question that would betray his fear even though Elrond had already known about it. Elrond got up and walked to the door.
Before he left Elrond looked back at Legolas who was now asleep comfortably in the bed. He smiled at the sleeping form. Suddenly he could understand why Aragorn felt so strongly for him, Elrond made his way to his study hoping to find some explanation for Legolas' illness.
Meanwhile Legolas was slowly drifting into the peaceful world of dreams and yet there was something frightening about them. He saw black shapes disguised in smoke and running from something. He couldn't make out who it was but he knew that he would have to run too if he wanted to live. But before he could do anything or go anywhere he was tripped up by something. Something strong and powerful. It forced him to the ground and he had to look up at the horrible shadow, which he couldn't get away from. The one thing he couldn't escape. Although he didn't know who or what it was he had the distinct feeling that he had just come face to face with death and he didn't like it.
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A/N: hope you liked it. I know it was short but they'll get longer I promise. Keep reviewing. You feed my imagination.