Chance
A bit of color returned to Legolas' face and he looked better. Aragorn still wrote in the journal and didn't notice that the Elf had awoken. Legolas remained quiet as he watched Aragorn. "You look so funny when you're serious." Legolas said, putting on a face of forced seriousness. Aragorn's head shot up and he quickly went to his friend's side. "Thank you, Mr. Always-give-Aragorn-a-heart-attack-whenever-a-certain-Elf-gets- hurt." Aragorn said as he felt Legolas' forehead.
"How do you feel?" Aragorn asked. "Better than yesterday." Legolas said, his hand unconsciously going to his stomach. "Good. You're fever went down...way down." Aragorn said. Aragorn's hand went to his sword as the door opened. Legolas looked to the door. Elrond strode in and Aragorn relaxed and moved his hand from his sword.
"Elrond? If I may make a request?" Legolas asked quietly. "Yeah, of course, Legolas." Elrond said. "I do not want my Father to come and see me." Legolas said. "Already done. He left yesterday." Elrond said. Aragorn looked to Legolas, whose eyes filled with pain. Aragorn gripped his friend's hand. Aragorn noticed that Legolas had to keep from crying. "He said nothing?" Legolas asked. Elrond shook his head. "Not a word." The older Elf said.
"I came to tell you this and see how you fared." Elrond asked. "I am fine, I feel better now." Legolas said and Elrond nodded. The older Elf left when one of the twins called him. "I was only going to say that I didn't want to see him until he calmed down and promised not to insult you." Legolas said almost tearfully.
Aragorn didn't like this. If Legolas upset himself, then he would go into shock or pass out...or possibly make his wound worse. Aragorn quickly made a sleeping aid and gave it to his friend. Legolas objected at first, but Aragorn was able to convince him to drink it. The Elf tried to fight the drug as it entered his system, but Aragorn whispered soothing words and the Elf fell asleep.
Very short! Sorry!!!!
A bit of color returned to Legolas' face and he looked better. Aragorn still wrote in the journal and didn't notice that the Elf had awoken. Legolas remained quiet as he watched Aragorn. "You look so funny when you're serious." Legolas said, putting on a face of forced seriousness. Aragorn's head shot up and he quickly went to his friend's side. "Thank you, Mr. Always-give-Aragorn-a-heart-attack-whenever-a-certain-Elf-gets- hurt." Aragorn said as he felt Legolas' forehead.
"How do you feel?" Aragorn asked. "Better than yesterday." Legolas said, his hand unconsciously going to his stomach. "Good. You're fever went down...way down." Aragorn said. Aragorn's hand went to his sword as the door opened. Legolas looked to the door. Elrond strode in and Aragorn relaxed and moved his hand from his sword.
"Elrond? If I may make a request?" Legolas asked quietly. "Yeah, of course, Legolas." Elrond said. "I do not want my Father to come and see me." Legolas said. "Already done. He left yesterday." Elrond said. Aragorn looked to Legolas, whose eyes filled with pain. Aragorn gripped his friend's hand. Aragorn noticed that Legolas had to keep from crying. "He said nothing?" Legolas asked. Elrond shook his head. "Not a word." The older Elf said.
"I came to tell you this and see how you fared." Elrond asked. "I am fine, I feel better now." Legolas said and Elrond nodded. The older Elf left when one of the twins called him. "I was only going to say that I didn't want to see him until he calmed down and promised not to insult you." Legolas said almost tearfully.
Aragorn didn't like this. If Legolas upset himself, then he would go into shock or pass out...or possibly make his wound worse. Aragorn quickly made a sleeping aid and gave it to his friend. Legolas objected at first, but Aragorn was able to convince him to drink it. The Elf tried to fight the drug as it entered his system, but Aragorn whispered soothing words and the Elf fell asleep.
Very short! Sorry!!!!