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Promising a Lie
Estel hid in the shadows, listening to the voices that were floating out the library.
"Legolas is wounded."
Elladan.
"We have more than enough men to fight, Legolas."
Elrond.
"Don't let him go."
Elrohir.
"I'm fine really!"
And Legolas.
He wanted to get a glimpse of this Legolas. Who was he? What did he look like? Did he still remember Estel?
He turned the doorknob slowly, praying he wouldn't be seen or heard.
But the door acted against his wishes. It creaked.
And they all turned to look at him.
"Estel?" a blond haired elf turned pale as he saw him.
Legolas.
I hate you, immortal……
Just then, the elf's eyes closed and he collapsed to the floor.
Three other pairs of eyes stayed on him.
Then it was Elrond who first snapped out of it.
"Elladan, Elrohir, get Legolas to your room." He said, not looking at Estel. "I'll be there shortly."
The twins left, casting nothing but a short glance at him before they left as well.
What did I do wrong now? He wondered, as he slipped quietly away to his room.
Dawn broke, and a red sun rose.
// Hey, Estel, we'll be friends forever won't we? //
"I don't know, Legolas." He answered, "I don't know."
* * * * * * *
Two days later, Legolas was wandering around the place looking for Estel.
"Up the stairs, then turn left, the third door to your right when you reach the end."
Elladan's instructions.
The third door on your right.
He stopped outside it, resting his fist against the door.
I hate you, immortal……
Legolas sighed and looked around him.
"Get it done with, maybe you can be friends again." He muttered to himself.
Then he took a deep breath and knocked.
knock…… knock……
"Come in."
Estel.
He pushed open the door.
A man was sitting on the bed, his back facing Legolas. He was looking out the window.
Silence. Then, -
"I know what you want. It's not your fault." The man spoke.
"You forgive me?"
"There was nothing to forgive. You lied. But, so did I. We're even." He said, still not turning to look at Legolas.
Legolas didn't trust himself to speak.
"So, we're friends again? Well, I don't know."
He got up and turned to face Legolas.
"You know what? Everyone has been ignoring me since you arrived. Well, maybe we can be friends again."
"Estel……" he murmured.
Aragorn put his hand on the door.
"But, if I were you, I wouldn't keep my hopes up."
Then the door closed.
Legolas sighed.
"He's grown up to be pretty cheerful hasn't he?" he asked himself.
Then he sighed again and withdrew a small pendant from his pocket.
And slipped it down the roof.
Going, -
Going, -
Gone.
"Namarie, Estel."
* * * * * * *
Back in the room, the man sighed.
He glanced at the crystal pendant in his hand and looked out the window.
It fell to the floor and shattered.
"Namarie, Legolas."
I didn't even know what I was going to write until it was finished. The talk with Estel might've been a little weird. Wouldn't he have forgiven Legolas?
He doesn't know, so I don't either. Don't ask me why, I just needed Estel to hate Legolas a bit longer. Don't worry, they'll be friends in later chapters.
Thanks again reviewers, I feel perfectly happy now. Oh, people keep complaining about the ages and stuff, look, I don't really understand. So just pity me and go along with the story, okay?