Things get better...
(A/N: WOW! Thanks Elfmage! I enjoy and honor my title! Lol...well my stories look AWFUL compared to yours! Again thanks! Oh, and this chapter is for you!)
Aragorn sat in the same place as usual. Legolas was looking better...and feeling better, as he had told Aragorn. The blonde Elf Prince still looked pale and he was still really weak, but he was getting better by the day. Elrond walked in with a wooden bowl and silver spoon. He sat by Legolas. "Okay, I have brought you some broth." Elrond said. Aragorn took this as a sign to prop his friend up. "It should settle very well, for it is very light." Elrond said. He spooned a little and tried to give it to Legolas, who refused.
"You have to eat, Legolas." Elrond said gently. The younger Elf shook his head. Aragorn looked at his father. "Let me try." He asked. Elrond and Aragorn switched positions and Aragorn offered his friend the soup. Legolas reluctantly took it from his friend. Elrond resisted the urge to roll his eyes. 'It always works, Elrond thought, when Aragorn tries.' Aragorn fed his friend until Legolas shook his head, not wanting anymore. Aragorn nodded. "Okay, mellon nin." He said gently to the Elf.
Aragorn let Elrond gently lay his friend' head onto the pillows and then he gave his father the bowl. Legolas had taken almost half!
Elrond left. Thranduil had been sitting on the deck this whole time, thinking. He was thinking that maybe Legolas' Human friend wasn't so awful after all. He did need to give his son SOME credit...he wasn't dead yet. Thranduil smiled at his own thoughts. He was going to give this Human a chance. For Legolas' sake, he was going to give this Human a chance.
(A/N: WOW! Thanks Elfmage! I enjoy and honor my title! Lol...well my stories look AWFUL compared to yours! Again thanks! Oh, and this chapter is for you!)
Aragorn sat in the same place as usual. Legolas was looking better...and feeling better, as he had told Aragorn. The blonde Elf Prince still looked pale and he was still really weak, but he was getting better by the day. Elrond walked in with a wooden bowl and silver spoon. He sat by Legolas. "Okay, I have brought you some broth." Elrond said. Aragorn took this as a sign to prop his friend up. "It should settle very well, for it is very light." Elrond said. He spooned a little and tried to give it to Legolas, who refused.
"You have to eat, Legolas." Elrond said gently. The younger Elf shook his head. Aragorn looked at his father. "Let me try." He asked. Elrond and Aragorn switched positions and Aragorn offered his friend the soup. Legolas reluctantly took it from his friend. Elrond resisted the urge to roll his eyes. 'It always works, Elrond thought, when Aragorn tries.' Aragorn fed his friend until Legolas shook his head, not wanting anymore. Aragorn nodded. "Okay, mellon nin." He said gently to the Elf.
Aragorn let Elrond gently lay his friend' head onto the pillows and then he gave his father the bowl. Legolas had taken almost half!
Elrond left. Thranduil had been sitting on the deck this whole time, thinking. He was thinking that maybe Legolas' Human friend wasn't so awful after all. He did need to give his son SOME credit...he wasn't dead yet. Thranduil smiled at his own thoughts. He was going to give this Human a chance. For Legolas' sake, he was going to give this Human a chance.