I can't, I promised
(Here you go! This is meant to be short and to the point so please don't flame me! I just updated like three times!)
Legolas slept, but Elrond still drugged him. He was going to have to apply medicines that even the strongest person wouldn't be able to hold out on because they were so painful. His wound was grave. Aragorn refused to leave his friend's side, even though this wouldn't be easy for him to watch.
Elrond blended the herbs together till it was a paste. "The drug I gave him will hold out all night and into some of the morning. There is still a piece of metal lodged in the wound." He said. Aragorn nodded. Elrond applied the paste and then cleared up the dried blood around the wound. The paste was only the first step. Next, he had to get the remaining piece of steel that was in the wound. "Ada, doesn't the paste go after the wound has been inspected for possible debris in the wound?" Aragorn asked.
"No, this is a different paste. It will keep the blood flow down so I can get the steel. Then, I will apply another paste that will help speed the healing process of the wound." Elrond explained. Aragorn nodded, knowing what his father meant. "You may leave, Aragorn." Elrond said as he waited until the paste had set in. "I know this may be hard for you, Legolas being your best friend and everything, so I am not sure if you would want to watch. It won't be easy and he will be in more pain in the morning." Elrond continued.
"I can't. I promised him I wouldn't leave and I will not." Aragorn said strongly. Elrond nodded. He knew Aragorn would stick to it. Legolas and Aragorn were too strongly bound to leave the other to pain and sickness...alone.
Alone was not a word used unless one was telling the other that he wouldn't be alone.
Elrond waited a bit longer until he brought out a lethal looking object. Aragorn gulped and muttered, "I can't. I promised."
(Here you go! This is meant to be short and to the point so please don't flame me! I just updated like three times!)
Legolas slept, but Elrond still drugged him. He was going to have to apply medicines that even the strongest person wouldn't be able to hold out on because they were so painful. His wound was grave. Aragorn refused to leave his friend's side, even though this wouldn't be easy for him to watch.
Elrond blended the herbs together till it was a paste. "The drug I gave him will hold out all night and into some of the morning. There is still a piece of metal lodged in the wound." He said. Aragorn nodded. Elrond applied the paste and then cleared up the dried blood around the wound. The paste was only the first step. Next, he had to get the remaining piece of steel that was in the wound. "Ada, doesn't the paste go after the wound has been inspected for possible debris in the wound?" Aragorn asked.
"No, this is a different paste. It will keep the blood flow down so I can get the steel. Then, I will apply another paste that will help speed the healing process of the wound." Elrond explained. Aragorn nodded, knowing what his father meant. "You may leave, Aragorn." Elrond said as he waited until the paste had set in. "I know this may be hard for you, Legolas being your best friend and everything, so I am not sure if you would want to watch. It won't be easy and he will be in more pain in the morning." Elrond continued.
"I can't. I promised him I wouldn't leave and I will not." Aragorn said strongly. Elrond nodded. He knew Aragorn would stick to it. Legolas and Aragorn were too strongly bound to leave the other to pain and sickness...alone.
Alone was not a word used unless one was telling the other that he wouldn't be alone.
Elrond waited a bit longer until he brought out a lethal looking object. Aragorn gulped and muttered, "I can't. I promised."