Disclaimer: I don't own LOTR.
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Legolas packed some extra food, for his return to Mordor. The journey wouldn't be pleasant. All he could think about were the two elves, trapped in the care of the sadistic dictator. It wasn't a pleasant thought.
Meanwhile Aragorn, had sent messages to all the cities, and realms. A letter had come from Rivendell, announcing that there would be a council to discuss the uprising. Aragorn, was advised to bring Legolas. Of course that was impossible. The elf had stubbornly insisted that he had to go back. He would brook no arguments.
Aragorn sighed. It would be hard, telling Elrond of the news.
Soon Legolas departed. He traveled swiftly upon Arod. He soon reached the tower. Legolas called up, to the guards. The let him in, and he quickly made his way to the throne room.
When he reached it, he thrust open the doors and cried out. "I have done as you asked. Now release my brother and friend."
The foul beings looked at him, and smirked.
"Release who. I don't recall ever having any prisoners. Much less anyone of use to you." It turned to the being next to it. "Do you?"
"No my lord. The only prisoner we have had was the eldest prince of Mirkwood."
"What games do you play with me? Where is Elrohir, and Legyndir? What have you done to them?" The prince called out.
"Oh calm yourself, princeling. They are unharmed. Already they make their way to Rivendell. I have kept my deal. Will you keep yours?" The lord inquired.
"Legolas breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't heard any lies, in the creature's voice. "Yes I shall honor my part."
"Good. Now I want you to drink this potion, and rest for the night. We will begin in the morning."
Legolas, hurriedly downed the liquid, and went to a chamber on the far side of the room. There he began to rest, until the new day arose.
(Meanwhile)
Elrohir urged the horse to go faster. Legyndir had bee beaten during their brief time in Mordor. He had to get him to Elrond quickly, else the elfling might not make it. If only Legyndir hadn't repeatedly questioned their captors, then maybe he would still, be in fair condition.
Soon Elrohir reached the border of his father's realm. He finally got the injured elfling into, his father's hall, when he was bombarded by his twin. When Elledan noticed Legyndir, though, he ran to find Elrond.
Once Legyndir was taken care of, Elrohir began recounting all that had happened. Elrond looked worried, then told Elrohir to get some sleep. The council would start the next day, when the dwarves arrived. Then, and only then, would Elrohir begin to learn all that had transpired, while he had been trapped in a dungeon.
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Short I know. I am terribly sorry. I have really bad writers block, and just can't think of anything to write. If you have any ideas, please tell me through a review.
Flames are given to my chibi Hiei.
EF
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Legolas packed some extra food, for his return to Mordor. The journey wouldn't be pleasant. All he could think about were the two elves, trapped in the care of the sadistic dictator. It wasn't a pleasant thought.
Meanwhile Aragorn, had sent messages to all the cities, and realms. A letter had come from Rivendell, announcing that there would be a council to discuss the uprising. Aragorn, was advised to bring Legolas. Of course that was impossible. The elf had stubbornly insisted that he had to go back. He would brook no arguments.
Aragorn sighed. It would be hard, telling Elrond of the news.
Soon Legolas departed. He traveled swiftly upon Arod. He soon reached the tower. Legolas called up, to the guards. The let him in, and he quickly made his way to the throne room.
When he reached it, he thrust open the doors and cried out. "I have done as you asked. Now release my brother and friend."
The foul beings looked at him, and smirked.
"Release who. I don't recall ever having any prisoners. Much less anyone of use to you." It turned to the being next to it. "Do you?"
"No my lord. The only prisoner we have had was the eldest prince of Mirkwood."
"What games do you play with me? Where is Elrohir, and Legyndir? What have you done to them?" The prince called out.
"Oh calm yourself, princeling. They are unharmed. Already they make their way to Rivendell. I have kept my deal. Will you keep yours?" The lord inquired.
"Legolas breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't heard any lies, in the creature's voice. "Yes I shall honor my part."
"Good. Now I want you to drink this potion, and rest for the night. We will begin in the morning."
Legolas, hurriedly downed the liquid, and went to a chamber on the far side of the room. There he began to rest, until the new day arose.
(Meanwhile)
Elrohir urged the horse to go faster. Legyndir had bee beaten during their brief time in Mordor. He had to get him to Elrond quickly, else the elfling might not make it. If only Legyndir hadn't repeatedly questioned their captors, then maybe he would still, be in fair condition.
Soon Elrohir reached the border of his father's realm. He finally got the injured elfling into, his father's hall, when he was bombarded by his twin. When Elledan noticed Legyndir, though, he ran to find Elrond.
Once Legyndir was taken care of, Elrohir began recounting all that had happened. Elrond looked worried, then told Elrohir to get some sleep. The council would start the next day, when the dwarves arrived. Then, and only then, would Elrohir begin to learn all that had transpired, while he had been trapped in a dungeon.
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Short I know. I am terribly sorry. I have really bad writers block, and just can't think of anything to write. If you have any ideas, please tell me through a review.
Flames are given to my chibi Hiei.
EF