Paralyzing Devotion
Chapter Ten: Encounter with the Father and a request
By: Fairylady
A/N: OH MY LEGOLAS! I AM SOOOOOOO SORRRY!!!! Damn! I am so bad at updating lately! I am REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY!!!!!!! I will stop this and continue with the story!
IMPORTANT A/N: This story is based on a actually event! About five years ago my brother was in a car accident and is now paralyzed from the waist down. This fanfiction is dedicated to him!
Reviews:
LanierShazar: Health problem: solve? It went away! Another mystery that the doctors here just shrugged off to be Girl Problems. Give me a punch in the gut! SORRY! SORRY ABOUT THE VERY LONG LONG LONG LONG WAIT!!
Alaskantiger: I hurried as fast as I could, but with work now pressing down my back I have less and less free time! Ai! I need a vacation!
Tursiops1: Read my updates! They are good, I think. Anyway, I will try to make free time to read and review your stories!
Tarilenea: This story was actually taken from real life! My brother is paralyzed and I wanted to write a story about someone with the same problem! Update, sorry it took so long!
Tigger-180: Nope, Legolas can't walk. Hey! That means he can't chase me if I make fun of him, but how could I do that?
littlesaiyangirl: Update? Here you go! Sorry it wasn't soon!
Sorry all!
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A few months later Terra was walking down the hallways on raining day and looked around at everything that was so strange to her still. Legolas and Estel had never let her travel through the Mirkwood palace without one of them escorting her and when they did that she could not pay attention to the things surrounding her. They memorized her with their languages, stories, and behaviors.
Back at home she would never even look up at the people around her. She had started that after her father died. Always afraid of knowing someone and then losing them. Now it was like she could do anything and her heart would still beat in her chest.
She had told Legolas this once and the next two months he had made sure that guard followed her everywhere she went. And the only problem was that they were faster and much more cunning than she ever wished to be.
Legolas seemed to be changing from Estel's view. She hear the story about how he became paralyzed and from past experiences learned to not feel sorry for the person but think of it as a gift lift bestowed upon you.
In her thoughts still, Terra found herself stopped in front of a tapestry displaying a battle. Still unknown about all the past of Middle Earth, Terra had no clue what it was about, but she knew Estel would know or at lest Legolas would.
Turning to go back, Terra walked forward while still staring at the tapestry and felt herself run into a body. Looking up at the person she ran into, she saw two pairs of blue eyes that looked exactly like Legolas's except for the look of many thousands of years in the gaze.
"That tapestry, if you want to know, depicts the fall of Oropher, King of Mirkwood before I took the crown." Thranduil spoke fondly. He talked without looking at Terra at all and in some ways made the young human girl feel like she wasn't there.
Looking at the blond hair Elf holding up a sword with a proud face even though a mortal blow was sucking the life out of him, Terra suddenly saw the resemblance between the Elf standing next to her and the Elf standing proudly in the tapestry.
"Are you his son?"
Thranduil looked down at Terra and smiled. "You are a bright human. I can now see why my son talks son fondly of you."
"Legolas is your son, so that would make you Elven King Thranduil, am I right?"
"Yes, I am Legolas' son, but please, just Thranduil."
"All right," Terra nodded.
Thranduil looked down at Terra and sighed. "Terra, I need to ask you to do me a favor."
"All right," the words came out slowly in confusion.
"My son has finally been showing signs of fighting this ailment that is taking over his body. It all started after you came. Can you please stay here longer and help my son heal himself? You seem to be sent from Valor itself!"
Thranduil looked down at Terra's face. His eyes pleading for an answer he would take joy in hearing. It would take too much self-will to even say no to the King's plead.
"Thranduil, nothing would make me happier than to see your son heal completely before I leave. I just hope I can do something that will help."
"You already have, and for that I thank you! I will prepared a more permanent than the guest room you have taken to now." Thranduil smiled showing Terra his white teeth and quickly turn and headed down another hallway.
"Thranduil," Terra called after the retreating king. "Thank you."
Thranduil looked back and smiled once more before leaving.
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A/N: I will work harder to try and get more updates, but I can not guarantee anything. I am working really hard to try and get published before the end of this year. I am going to try and update all of my stories TONIGHT!!!
*IMPORTANT* THIS WILL NOT BE A MARY-SUE!!! SORRY!!!
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