Ooh, wahee! This chapter is longer than the last two!
Not as smutty though.
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"He needs medicine." Aragorn told the freshly awoken Elladan and Elrohir the next morning. He had come across them while scouting, and was telling them the situation.
"You wish to return to Arwen?" Elladan was puzzled.
"I wish to return to Rivendell."
"Is that necessary?"
"I do not know what ails him. The wound was small, but very deep."
"Did you keep the arrow?" Estel shook his head in regret. Elladan spoke after a while, "What symptoms ail him?"
"Often he will break out into a fever, and cold sweat. He is weak, naturally, but does not collapse, even though we made a fast pace yesterday. He does not eat, and I hear him murmur in sleep. Elves are not known to get ill, Elladan. It must be poison."
"I will take a look at him." He went to the fire to grab his medicines, nodded, and followed Aragorn to where Legolas was just waking up, having finally suppressed certain emotions. They became unsuppressed when he took a look at Elladan and moaned, as perspiration appeared upon him. Elladan sighed.
"Aragorn, leave us. Ah ah ah, no protesting." He grabbed the man's shoulder and turned him away, and gave him a little shove. "It will be easier without you here." Aragorn nodded slowly and walked toward where Elrohir's camp was.
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"Legolas." Elladan nodded casually, but the blonde elf just turned away. "You saw Elrohir and I last night, didn't you?" It was a statement, not a question.
"Yes."
"Did he?" He meaning Estel.
"No, I could barely make it out with the light. He is a man, afterall."
"A man that has your attention."
"You know how elves are. I lust for battle."
"You won't find battle here."
"I know. All I can find is Aragorn, or you and your brother."
"Luckily we elves do not blush." He paused, and spoke again, "But Aragorn does not know about elves and their lusts. How did it start?"
"I saw him bathe. In the sun."
"Alas. I thought it was being unable to fight."
"That's what made the... er, reactions appear. I couldn't hold them off after that. I haven't denied Estel's arrow idea."
"He clearly is attracted to you, why don't you release it?"
"It wouldn't be right. I don't want to take advantage of him, and I do not know if I can give him love. He wants love. And he loves Arwen."
"Emphasis on loves. No, he does not love Arwen. He loves the idea of Arwen, that he should love her, and it'd be some fantastic story. He does want love though; he's a romantic."
"You know a weird amount about him."
"I'm his brother. And I read his diary."
"I see." They sat in silence, before Elladan finally said something.
"What are you going to do?"
"I was thinking about that. If I left now, I could venture farther from Rivendell and Aragorn without him catching up to me by the time I find orcs. Or I could return to Rivendell and hopelessly avoid Aragorn until I can leave for Mirkwood."
"Legolas," Elladan touched his shoulder, sending shivers down Legolas's body, "You won't survive the night."
"Cover for me for a few hours. Enough for me to leave and cover my trail." Elladan nodded and Legolas grabbed his pack, half-stumbling into the wilderness.
