Note: I do not own LOTR, as much as I wish I did. Please R&R! These things, ***** mean scene changes. ~~~~~dream~~~~~. Words in Italics are hints to what happened before. Oh yes, Las is just a nickname I have given Leggy. Many thanks to my beta, Gwyn for being of so much help to me! I couldn't do this without you!- Naur
Under the Early Sun
Chapter 4
A Precious Fireloam
Lindamir could feel Legolas's doubt and he sighed. His Prince had never been one to leave his friends when they were in danger, but at this rate they were going to be defeated. Lindamir had vowed to keep his Prince safe ever since the day he was born but on the day that Legolas had been given what must be kept a secret the King had told him that he could give the job to someone else if he wished. Lindamir had smiled at his King and shook his head saying, "I have watched over him up until now and I will continue to do so until my day has come." And that was what he intended to do.
Elrohir quickly shook his head and wiped most of his tears away.
"No…but it isn't looking to good…ada wishes to speak with us." Estel jumped off the bed to follow them but Elrohir shook his head again. "Sorry Estel, only El and me are to come. Glorfindel will be coming to sit with you in a few minutes. Stay here," Elrohir told him. Estel's eyes filled with tears hoping that would work and they would let him come but his brothers were already gone and Glorfindel stood in the doorway giving him a small smile. With a sob he ran forward into Glorfindel's open arms where he cried until he fell asleep.
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Warm and heavy…that was the best Elrond could describe the item in his hand. Thunder and lightning crashed outside the window, he pushed them closed as the rain started to come inside. At the moment the weather was like his emotions, raging inside with so many questions that he wanted answers to.
"How did Legolas come in possession of Narya? Something is wrong and I don't like it, a darkness grows in my mind…" Elrond thought as he looked back at Legolas's still form. A light knock came at the door drawing his attention away from Legolas and the ring. "Enter!" He called. Elrohir and Elladan came into the room before softly closing the door behind them.
"How is he ada?" Elladan questioned.
"He still hasn't awoken and poison still runs through his veins but Legolas is very strong and he will not be overcome by something this small…we can only hope," Elrond told them checking Legolas's temperature again.
"Why did you want to see both of us?" Elrohir asked.
"When treating Legolas's wounds Elrohir and I found a small pouch attached to his leggings, when holding that pouch in my hand I had this certain feeling of completeness and yet a foreboding feeling as well. It was only after we had all his wounds treated and I had sent Elrohir after you that I discovered what was in that pouch…" He explained and paused trying to find a way to explain what he had found but when finding none he just decided to show them. Elrond held the gold ring with the ruby set in the center out in his hand. The twins both gasped at the sight before them.
"Narya! Elbereth! How did Legolas get the ring of fire? I thought Gandalf had it?" They both questioned at the same time.
"This is what I thought as well but this ring in my hand proves otherwise," He replied. Their attention was suddenly turned to the bed as Legolas whimpered in his sleep. He shifted before crying out in pain as the movement shot pain through his body from his wounds.
"Lindamir…" He whimpered. Elrond sat on the bed beside him and put a hand to his forehead, it only took him a moment to know that the poison was trying to take over Legolas's body.
"The fever has started," He stated with a sigh.
"Well that means that the poison is running its course right?" Elladan questioned.
"Indeed but with the blood loss he has suffered, I fear he may not have the strength to fight it," Elrond replied as he lay a cool cloth on Legolas's forehead. Legolas mumbled something illegible at the cool contact on his warm skin but thankfully stopped moving.
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It was dark…so very dark…the trees surrounded him, he heard their cries. Blood was being split on their beautiful green floors and not just that of orc.
"Maetha!" A voice yelled. Legolas spun and suddenly found himself fighting the orcs from his journey to Imladris. All the elves around him were stained with blood…black blood and red…their blood.
"Cunn Legolas!" A voice, Lindamir called. Legolas turned hearing his name being called, he and Lindamir's eyes connected. Quickly he fought all the orcs between them and Lindamir did the same so that now they were fighting back to back. Soon only three orcs blocking Legolas's freedom but he quickly cut them down. After the third body fell he heard Lindamir's voice once again over the clashing medal. "Nor! Nor agog! Noro!"
"I cannot leave!" He cried fighting any orc that dare come near. Suddenly everything moved as if it was put into slow motion, the fighting around him and Lindamir dimmed as Lindamir turned him and pulled him into a fierce hug.
"You must protect the fire…now Noro!" He whispered in Legolas's ear and then pushed him away giving a shrill whistle. Legolas saw as his horse, Tareth came charging through the fighting getting only minor scratches after hearing Lindamir's call. Legolas grabbed her mane as she galloped by and pulled himself up onto her back. He glanced back at Lindamir but he couldn't stop now, Lindamir was right…he needed to protect the fire…he had to get to Imladris.
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"He is caught in a dream or nightmare…as they usually occur when a person has a fever," Elrond told them.
"Legolas you must get through this…fight it Las…you must," Elrohir pleaded. Elladan put a hand on his shoulder hoping to give his brother strength. Elrohir gave his twin a weak smile and put his hand over the one on his shoulder and gently squeezed. Legolas began turning his head this way and that, a pink tinge coming to his cheeks as the fever increased. He began mumbling incoherent things once again only this time they almost made real words.
"Legolas?" Elrond questioned leaning over him.
"Las?" Both twins questioned each taking one of his hands. They hoped that the feeling would bring their brother back to them. Legolas groaned again and shifted, this time he forced his eyes open but all he saw were blurs.
"Saes gohena im Mithrandir…I failed you…" He whispered and his eyes closed again in unconsciousness.
TBC…Next chapter: Lindamir!
Elvish Translations
Maetha – fight!
Nor! Nor agog! Noro! - Run! Run swiftly! Go!
Saes gohena enni – Please forgive me
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