Chapter 10
The story goes on. . .
Some two weeks later. . .
"Come on Legolas, you got to eat something."
"Not hungry."
"At least drink some soup or something. Please?" Estel said pleadingly. It had been days since Legolas last ate something, not counting those that he was unconscious. Legolas shook his head stubbornly. He seriously did not feel like eating. He felt very nauseous, with waves of dizziness passing over him every now and then.
Aragorn sighed. It was his hundredth plead to Legolas to eat something that day alone. He was getting thinner and thinner by day, as if he wasn't thin enough.
/flashback/
"He cannot breathe!" Estel told his father. Legolas was gasping for each breath.
Elrond quickly hurried and made a calming potion for Legolas. Moments later, Legolas was back to his unconscious state, breathing still fairly unstable. "What do you think ada? Is he ok?" Estel asked, though already expecting what the answer will be.
"No, the poison has spread far into his body. I will need to do some research on the poison, when he wakes call me, I will be in the library." Estel nodded. He watched his father walk out of the room.
He turned back to Legolas. Sleeping more peacefully than Estel had seen him sleep in days (other than the uneven breathing).
It was later that day when Legolas awoke. Except the way he awoke was 'slightly' different from what they had expected.
Estel jerked awake to find his brothers and Elrond standing around Legolas who was thrashing wildly in the bed, his body shaking in pain.
"Legolas! Wake up! Legolas!" Elrond called out shaking Legolas's uninjured shoulder lightly. Elladan and Elrohir (is this spelling correct? Yes? No?) were holding Legolas down, in case Legolas hurt himself, worry etched on both their faces. It was a whole minute before Legolas finally regained senses of his surroundings.
Legolas stared blankly at the people surrounding, face trying as hard as possible to hide the pain that was building rapidly in his head. "Legolas? Are you alright?" Estel asked concerned.
Legolas nodded slightly, not wanting to agitate the pain in his head. "Stop lying. What's wrong? What happened just now?" one of the twins shot at him.
"Nothing. Really. . ." his whispered, it was barely audible.
"Legolas come on, tell us the truth. Please, let us help you." Elrond said.
Legolas was defeated. "My head hurts. My vision is slightly hazy." It was very worrying hearing Legolas say that.
It was very worrying for all for the next few weeks. Everybody under their own stress, worries, and problems.
(This part will be continued in the next chapter.)
/back to the present in the meanwhile. . ./
"Estel, I will like to go out for a while. . ."
Estel looked at Legolas, surprised. "But you have not recovered yet."
"Please? It's boring here. Please?" Legolas pleaded.
Estel was about to say no again when a thought struck him. "Drink this bowl of soup. If not. . ." an evil grin spread across his face.
Legolas bright blue eyes shot daggers at his friend. "Fine." He finished up the soup quickly, a little too fast for his stomach, as he stood up, it threatened to come up again. Legolas clutched onto Estel for support. "Nin mellon are you alright?"
"Yes. Lets go. You promised!" he added as Estel opened his mouth to argue. "Stop worrying, what can go wrong?!" Estel frowned. The pair made their way out of the healing room. Nothing can go wrong, can it?
To be continued. . .
A/n:
Apology to all: really sorry for the mistakes I made, but I really do not have time to check and I am having many problems now (mostly at school and also the homework pile), and full concentration is hard. Please try to ignore.
Thanks to all reviewers out there.
The next chapter will be out as soon as possible. Stay tuned! :p
The story goes on. . .
Some two weeks later. . .
"Come on Legolas, you got to eat something."
"Not hungry."
"At least drink some soup or something. Please?" Estel said pleadingly. It had been days since Legolas last ate something, not counting those that he was unconscious. Legolas shook his head stubbornly. He seriously did not feel like eating. He felt very nauseous, with waves of dizziness passing over him every now and then.
Aragorn sighed. It was his hundredth plead to Legolas to eat something that day alone. He was getting thinner and thinner by day, as if he wasn't thin enough.
/flashback/
"He cannot breathe!" Estel told his father. Legolas was gasping for each breath.
Elrond quickly hurried and made a calming potion for Legolas. Moments later, Legolas was back to his unconscious state, breathing still fairly unstable. "What do you think ada? Is he ok?" Estel asked, though already expecting what the answer will be.
"No, the poison has spread far into his body. I will need to do some research on the poison, when he wakes call me, I will be in the library." Estel nodded. He watched his father walk out of the room.
He turned back to Legolas. Sleeping more peacefully than Estel had seen him sleep in days (other than the uneven breathing).
It was later that day when Legolas awoke. Except the way he awoke was 'slightly' different from what they had expected.
Estel jerked awake to find his brothers and Elrond standing around Legolas who was thrashing wildly in the bed, his body shaking in pain.
"Legolas! Wake up! Legolas!" Elrond called out shaking Legolas's uninjured shoulder lightly. Elladan and Elrohir (is this spelling correct? Yes? No?) were holding Legolas down, in case Legolas hurt himself, worry etched on both their faces. It was a whole minute before Legolas finally regained senses of his surroundings.
Legolas stared blankly at the people surrounding, face trying as hard as possible to hide the pain that was building rapidly in his head. "Legolas? Are you alright?" Estel asked concerned.
Legolas nodded slightly, not wanting to agitate the pain in his head. "Stop lying. What's wrong? What happened just now?" one of the twins shot at him.
"Nothing. Really. . ." his whispered, it was barely audible.
"Legolas come on, tell us the truth. Please, let us help you." Elrond said.
Legolas was defeated. "My head hurts. My vision is slightly hazy." It was very worrying hearing Legolas say that.
It was very worrying for all for the next few weeks. Everybody under their own stress, worries, and problems.
(This part will be continued in the next chapter.)
/back to the present in the meanwhile. . ./
"Estel, I will like to go out for a while. . ."
Estel looked at Legolas, surprised. "But you have not recovered yet."
"Please? It's boring here. Please?" Legolas pleaded.
Estel was about to say no again when a thought struck him. "Drink this bowl of soup. If not. . ." an evil grin spread across his face.
Legolas bright blue eyes shot daggers at his friend. "Fine." He finished up the soup quickly, a little too fast for his stomach, as he stood up, it threatened to come up again. Legolas clutched onto Estel for support. "Nin mellon are you alright?"
"Yes. Lets go. You promised!" he added as Estel opened his mouth to argue. "Stop worrying, what can go wrong?!" Estel frowned. The pair made their way out of the healing room. Nothing can go wrong, can it?
To be continued. . .
A/n:
Apology to all: really sorry for the mistakes I made, but I really do not have time to check and I am having many problems now (mostly at school and also the homework pile), and full concentration is hard. Please try to ignore.
Thanks to all reviewers out there.
The next chapter will be out as soon as possible. Stay tuned! :p
