Little elf
Chapter twenty nine
2nd Solmath 3017
"Could you repeat that?" Elle asked
"I will no longer be teaching you. Instead the healers will teach you. You know enough basic knowledge."
"Are you sure?" Elle frowned
"I would not have told you if I was not sure. I will take you to the houses of healing and then leave you to it."
Elle nodded
*I am so not ready for this. What if I get stuck with a healer that doesn't like me?* Suddenly a thought struck her "does this mean that I will go to Imladris soon?"
"You go when you are ready." Galadriel replied dutifully
* * *
"These are the houses of healing." Elle stared at the building in the sky. It was pure white, with an ethereal glow akin to that of an elf's. Pillars rose among the tree trunks, supporting the triangular rooftop with engraved ruins reading
'The houses of healing'They were deeply carved with gold inlay making the runes twinkle. Gold leaves buffered the clean lined edges of the building.
"Follow me and I will introduce you to your guide."
"Guide?"
"The healer that will accompany you on your path of learning."
"Oh."
Elle followed Galadriel up the steps and then through the pillars into the halls that would be her classroom for some time. "Wait here while I find your guide."
Elle nodded distractedly while looking around. The halls were bright, light flowing in easily. Beds framed the walls, crisp white sheets with gold highlights atop the bed. The quilts were of a pale blue, the headboards of oak with simple fretwork. "Elle? What are you doing here? Are you hurt?"
Elle turned to see Mithglin looking down at her quizzically. "Oh no, I was brought here by Lady Galadriel."
Mithglin looked at her excited "was there another with you? I have been given the task as guide, for the first time; usually my father does it, but he believes I am capable in doing so. It was such a surprise especially as Lady Galadriel recommended this future healer. They must have much talent to have been recommended by her. Do you agree?"
Elle frowned "They could be I suppose…"
"They must be!" Mithglin exclaimed
Elle surveyed the over excited elf with dismay *Just wait for it*
As if reading her mind (which she probably did) Lady Galadriel returned "Mithglin I would like you to meet the she elf you are guiding."
"Where is she?" Mithglin asked hands clasped
Galadriel laughed "here."
"I am teaching you my lady? That is most confusing as you are a better healer then I!"
"Yews, Mithglin you are guiding Elle."
"Elle?"
"Yes, you are guiding me."
"I did not know you were interested in healing."
"You never asked. Why did you think I had meetings with Galadriel? To read others thoughts?" She smiled good-naturedly
"Well, no…"
"Precisely! Now, where do I start?"
* * *
"I am relieved that I am guiding you."
"Why's that?"
"I do not need to learn about you much, as I already know so much, if I had a she-elf I had never met I would need to go around calling her Lady and such."
"I can make you call me Lady if I wish."
"I am your guide you should do as I ask."
"I outrank you, I'm a Princess Plus it's courtesy to call me Lady if I ask."
"Yes, Princess Elle." Mithglin replied sarcastically.
* * *
3rd Solmath 3017
"You'll be fine, I'm just-" Elle started
"You are not a fully qualified healer are you?" The elf replied staring at her beadily.
"Well…no"
"Then get me one!" He barked
"But first I need to stop your arm from bleeding."
"No!" The elf retracted his arm causing him to wince in pain
"Look!" Elle became impatient "when I said you'll be fine I lied. If I don't stop your arm from bleeding you will bleed to death!"
The elf looked at her in terror "it cannot be a mortal wound! It is only-"
"Yes, though it is not itself life threatening the blood loss is."
"I only got shot with an arrow!"
'No shit' Elle cursed momentarily dropping into Westron
"What did you just say?" The elf narrowed its blue eyes.
Ignoring him Elle carried on berating him "it is just an arrow wound? So when in battle when elves are under fire, the risk is just an arrow wound? It doesn't matter, we can just carry on as if they're not there!" Elle glared "now let me stop your bleeding before I leave you here without anyone!"
"You would not dare! That would be a foolish move!"
"Just like you pulling out the arrow? Explain this idiocy please. You get shot so you immediately wrench the arrow out only to cause more muscle damage and to cause more bleeding. Now remind me who was being foolish?" Elle was standing above the elf arms akimbo a condescending look plastered across her face."
The elf did not reply so Elle grabbed his arm and obligingly putting her hand above it pointedly ignoring his wince. Focusing on his wound she healed the muscle as well as patching up the veins and capillaries "That wasn't so hard was it? I'll go and get a healer and some herbs to make sure your wound id clean."
Elle searched for Mithglin, upon finding him she found him talking, or rather debating with an older elf "erm, sorry Mithglin could you come and heal that elf over there? I've stopped most of the bleeding but his skin needs to be knitted together and I don't want to scar it so…"
"Of course." Mithglin looked at the elder elf "we will continue our discussion later."
Upon seeing the elf's wound all he said was "make sure it is cleaned out and I think it would be better to sew it up." He looked distracted
"So you are not going to do anything to me?" The elf enquired
"No, I will leave toy in the capable hands of Lady Elle." He then walked off
"I guess it's just you and me."
The elf looked non-to happy. He watched Elle's every move as she collected and crushed the herbs in a mortar.
"That hurts." Elle looked up from where she had been applying the salve.
"I'm sure you have a point." She returned to the wound.
A few minutes later she handed him 7 leaves "chew them."
"Why?"
"Pain relief."
The elf resignedly started to chew them "spit them into this dish please." Elle handed him a metal tray.
"It still hurts, whatever you just gave me does not work and it tasted disgusting"
"I haven't applied it to your wound yet, hence the pain is still there."
"Then why did I chew them?"
"It has to be crushed into a pulp, this usually involves adding liquid. Chewing it is the easiest way to do this. I could chew it, you could chew it or I could have crushed it up and added water, but where's the fun in that? Now hold still while I apply is, no wait I have to add the salt to make sure it stay clean after I sew your arm back up."
"Salt, but that- OW!"
"It stings."
Elle applied the green paste ignoring the hisses of pain. "Now that wasn't too bad was it?"
"Yes it was! Can I go now?"
"No, I haven't sewn your wound up."
"Sewn? By you?"
"Well I am female, it's what we're best at, now you shouldn't feel anything that herb not only helped with pain relief but made your arm numb."
As Elle started he flinched "can you feel that"
He nodded meekly "I must have not given you enough, oh well I've started now."
* * *
"Elle this is my father Curukano, father this is Princess Elle I am guiding her."
"It is a pleasure to meet you, your majesty."
"Why thank you-"
"You know I have already had a complaint about you?"
"Let me guess, the elf with an arrow in his arm?" Elle asked distaste laced in her voice.
"Yes."
"Thought so."
"He said you did not give him any pain relief."
"I gave him seven leaves of-"
"I told him that he must be mistaken. The problem about these young foolish elves still in there hundreds is that they assume that because they play archery and you do not that they are superior because in the future they will defend the forest."
"But I play archery, speaking of which I have training with Lard Celeborn so I must leave. It was a delight to talk with you. Mith I'll se you later for dancing, goodbye!"
A/n Well I'll go straight into answering reviews now.
Candyfloss: "yay" you're saying this chapter is even longer, nearly 1,500 words!
Latin4ever93: I think this is a very funny chapter, I think Elle needs to improve her bedside manner though.
Ciarolas: No, Elle cannot end up with Celeborn, no Galadriel would not be happy, neither would another certain elf whose name will not be disclosed! :p
Sunrunner of Summer: Elle's embarrassing moments? We may hear some of them, way into the future!
KindCalypso: Haldir eh? He wasn't in this chapter. Hehe.
Sokochan: Orophin was distant, he was meant to be. I'm glad you liked my description on the furniture, it was surprisingly easy to write, I usually can't do description. "Elvish" 'Westron' I said it a few chapters ago, I think it confused some people. The whole Français thing was meant to be confusing as Elle was confused (so was I!) You got to see Mithglin in this chapter! Celeborn should be in chapter 30 I think. You're intrigued by Orophin? Lol
Black mage: You want the tiara? I'll get Elle to give you the address of the tiara maker, I believe it's something like tree 68, Caras Galadhon, Lothlorien, Middle earth.
Hana: It's an idea I suppose, sorry about being confuddled about "Elvish" 'Westron' I was going to put it at the top of the chapter but I sorta forgot, but it'll be the same until I say different.
Darlene: Thanks for the complement.
The votes go as follows:
Celeborn: 1
Mithglin: 1
Haldir: 2
Orophin: 1
So I guess Haldir is in the lead, though not everyone voted, so come one everyone vote, it won't make any difference in the plot, unless I decide that I don't want you to get what you want (though what I'm doing soon, may not be to the readers best interests, hehe)
Gwil
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