Edoras and the Dwarf
The sky was dark now and on the horizon were the last colours of the sunset. It was a beautiful sight to look at with the stars sparkling and the moon peeping out behind the dark silhouette of Edoras. When they came to the steps of the city, Elimay felt Legolas take her arm as she felt her leg shaking. He silently helped her up the steps and a guard who moved to stand in their way greeted them. "I am Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood," Legolas said, his voice filled with authority. "Will you not let an old friend through the doors of this city?" The guard looked at the prince, to Elimay and then back again. "Of course my lord." He moved to let them through and Elimay could not help but smile at seeing the princely side of Legolas.
Just as they stepped into the main hall of the city, a blur of white and blonde flew towards the prince, and he was almost thrown back. "Legolas you dolt!" the woman cried, flinging her arms around his neck and nearly knocking Elimay over. "What took you so long?" Elimay watched the scene of affection with a mixture of surprise and amusement. For some reason she also felt a hint of jealousy at the display, but pushed it away instantly. Legolas laughed into the woman's long wavy hair and then released her back onto her feet. Elimay saw that the woman was human and was dressed in a long simple white dress. She was pretty but not beautiful and there was a spark of adventure in her blue eyes that made Elimay like her. "How are you?" he asked, still grinning widely. "All the better for seeing you!" Elimay frowned and wondered if this was Legolas' lover. But she could not imagine why he would want a human. The woman turned to look at her and smiled. "Welcome, my lady. I am Eowyn." Elimay smiled and bowed her head in greeting, giving her name. "You are welcome to stay as long as you wish in my father's city," Eowyn said, taking Elimay's hand. The maiden was slightly taken aback by this but managed to hide it. "Thank you. I look forward to seeing such a beautiful city in the daylight." "Elimay has been injured," Legolas said, making the woman turn back to him. "If you would take her to the healing houses I would much like to greet your brother." Eowyn smiled. "Of course. If you would come with me Elimay." "Under no circumstances must you let her leave," Legolas added. Eowyn frowned and opened her mouth to ask why but decided against it. Elimay cast a glance at Legolas but he was not looking at her. She frowned and sighed, hanging her head and following the woman. She found that she was limping quite badly and longed to ease the weight from her leg.
The wound was still stinging from where the healer had sown it up but it had been cleaned and there was a new dressing on her leg. She had also had a bath and the fresh feeling was wonderful. She lay in one of the beds in the hospital and the room was empty of anyone else. A slight breeze wafted the curtains and the early morning sun came through in rays. She had slept all through the night with the aid of a sedative from the healer and she had not seen Legolas since last night when they had parted. She was angry with him but the intensity of it had subsided slightly.
She raised her head and saw that her tunic, which lay in the seat beside the bed, was now clean and patched up where it had been ripped. She now wore a light nightdress that was a bit too big for her as it kept slipping off one shoulder. Her hair was sticking up in all directions as she had slept on it wet. She sat up and lowered her legs off the side of the bed.
She was just about to stand up when the door opened. She looked up to see the prince walking in, looking cleaner than he had been last night. The scratch down his cheek was only just visible now. "How are you feeling?" he asked, matter-of-factly. He knelt in front of her and lifted the skirt of her nightdress slightly to reveal the bandage. Elimay shivered at the touch of his fingers and immediately scalded herself for it. "Okay," she answered just as matter-of-factly. He removed the bandage and saw that the wound had been ripped open from her fall on the mountain. The stitches held the newly opened wound together and the bandage he had just taken off bore the signs of blood. "You should have told me you'd ripped it open," he scolded as if she was just a little girl. She frowned at him and gritted her teeth from shouting out at him. "You wouldn't have cared anyway." He looked up at her and his expression softened somewhat. "That's not true. I'm just angry that you won't tell me anything." "Can't tell you anything," she corrected. He glowered at her before continuing his inspection of her wound. She sucked in a breath as it stung when he touched it with a cloth to clean it.
Suddenly the door was flung open at such a force that both elves nearly jumped out of their skin. As it was, Legolas pressed her wound a little too hard in his surprise and she gave a cry of pain. "Legolas!" a gruff voice shouted. "What the bloody hell are you doing here my friend?" Elimay looked round to see a brown haired dwarf standing in the doorway, with a look of joy on his face. It changed into a look of embarrassment however, when he saw what the prince was doing. Elimay blushed, realising it must look slightly funny seeing Legolas holding her leg while she sat before him trouser less. "Oh," the dwarf muttered in awkwardness. "So sorry milady." "Gimli, I should have known you would greet me like this," Legolas laughed, getting up to embrace the dwarf. Elimay frowned at the strange relationship. As far as she knew, dwarves hated elves. The dwarf approached her and bowed low, surprising her further. "My lady, I am Gimli son of Gloin." Elimay smiled and bowed her head to the dwarf. "I am Elimay. Pleased to meet you." "How is it that the prince of Mirkwood is in the company of such a beautiful maiden?" Gimli asked. Elimay laughed and cast a look at Legolas to see he was looking somewhat annoyed. "Oh, we just 'bumped into' each other along our way," she smiled. "Gimli, what are you doing in Edoras?" the prince asked. The dwarf turned to Legolas. "I am on my way to Lorien to visit the lady Galadriel." Legolas smiled and then laughed. "I should have known." Gimli hit the prince on the arm and then made for the door. "I better leave you to see to the lady Elimay. I will see you later." He went out closing the door and Elimay looked back at the prince. "That is a strange relationship you have there," she said. "I have never seen an elf and a dwarf with such a strong bond of friendship." Legolas knelt back down in front of her and began wrapping a new bandage round her thigh. "Yeah well, he's a strange dwarf." "And you're a strange elf." Legolas looked up at her and could not help smiling. "Thanks," he said sarcastically. He handed her a drink and she gulped it down thankfully. "Now sleep," he said. "You need rest to heal." "I don't want to sleep..." she protested, trying to stand. Legolas pushed her down again and for some reason she could not resist for her limbs were becoming weaker by the second. "I knew you would say that so I put a sedative in your drink," he grinned. Elimay gasped in horror at him and struggled to hit him but she felt like jelly. "You little..." she began but suddenly lost the will to speak. He laid her back down and patted her cheek. "Rest well." She sank into oblivion.
The sky was dark now and on the horizon were the last colours of the sunset. It was a beautiful sight to look at with the stars sparkling and the moon peeping out behind the dark silhouette of Edoras. When they came to the steps of the city, Elimay felt Legolas take her arm as she felt her leg shaking. He silently helped her up the steps and a guard who moved to stand in their way greeted them. "I am Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood," Legolas said, his voice filled with authority. "Will you not let an old friend through the doors of this city?" The guard looked at the prince, to Elimay and then back again. "Of course my lord." He moved to let them through and Elimay could not help but smile at seeing the princely side of Legolas.
Just as they stepped into the main hall of the city, a blur of white and blonde flew towards the prince, and he was almost thrown back. "Legolas you dolt!" the woman cried, flinging her arms around his neck and nearly knocking Elimay over. "What took you so long?" Elimay watched the scene of affection with a mixture of surprise and amusement. For some reason she also felt a hint of jealousy at the display, but pushed it away instantly. Legolas laughed into the woman's long wavy hair and then released her back onto her feet. Elimay saw that the woman was human and was dressed in a long simple white dress. She was pretty but not beautiful and there was a spark of adventure in her blue eyes that made Elimay like her. "How are you?" he asked, still grinning widely. "All the better for seeing you!" Elimay frowned and wondered if this was Legolas' lover. But she could not imagine why he would want a human. The woman turned to look at her and smiled. "Welcome, my lady. I am Eowyn." Elimay smiled and bowed her head in greeting, giving her name. "You are welcome to stay as long as you wish in my father's city," Eowyn said, taking Elimay's hand. The maiden was slightly taken aback by this but managed to hide it. "Thank you. I look forward to seeing such a beautiful city in the daylight." "Elimay has been injured," Legolas said, making the woman turn back to him. "If you would take her to the healing houses I would much like to greet your brother." Eowyn smiled. "Of course. If you would come with me Elimay." "Under no circumstances must you let her leave," Legolas added. Eowyn frowned and opened her mouth to ask why but decided against it. Elimay cast a glance at Legolas but he was not looking at her. She frowned and sighed, hanging her head and following the woman. She found that she was limping quite badly and longed to ease the weight from her leg.
The wound was still stinging from where the healer had sown it up but it had been cleaned and there was a new dressing on her leg. She had also had a bath and the fresh feeling was wonderful. She lay in one of the beds in the hospital and the room was empty of anyone else. A slight breeze wafted the curtains and the early morning sun came through in rays. She had slept all through the night with the aid of a sedative from the healer and she had not seen Legolas since last night when they had parted. She was angry with him but the intensity of it had subsided slightly.
She raised her head and saw that her tunic, which lay in the seat beside the bed, was now clean and patched up where it had been ripped. She now wore a light nightdress that was a bit too big for her as it kept slipping off one shoulder. Her hair was sticking up in all directions as she had slept on it wet. She sat up and lowered her legs off the side of the bed.
She was just about to stand up when the door opened. She looked up to see the prince walking in, looking cleaner than he had been last night. The scratch down his cheek was only just visible now. "How are you feeling?" he asked, matter-of-factly. He knelt in front of her and lifted the skirt of her nightdress slightly to reveal the bandage. Elimay shivered at the touch of his fingers and immediately scalded herself for it. "Okay," she answered just as matter-of-factly. He removed the bandage and saw that the wound had been ripped open from her fall on the mountain. The stitches held the newly opened wound together and the bandage he had just taken off bore the signs of blood. "You should have told me you'd ripped it open," he scolded as if she was just a little girl. She frowned at him and gritted her teeth from shouting out at him. "You wouldn't have cared anyway." He looked up at her and his expression softened somewhat. "That's not true. I'm just angry that you won't tell me anything." "Can't tell you anything," she corrected. He glowered at her before continuing his inspection of her wound. She sucked in a breath as it stung when he touched it with a cloth to clean it.
Suddenly the door was flung open at such a force that both elves nearly jumped out of their skin. As it was, Legolas pressed her wound a little too hard in his surprise and she gave a cry of pain. "Legolas!" a gruff voice shouted. "What the bloody hell are you doing here my friend?" Elimay looked round to see a brown haired dwarf standing in the doorway, with a look of joy on his face. It changed into a look of embarrassment however, when he saw what the prince was doing. Elimay blushed, realising it must look slightly funny seeing Legolas holding her leg while she sat before him trouser less. "Oh," the dwarf muttered in awkwardness. "So sorry milady." "Gimli, I should have known you would greet me like this," Legolas laughed, getting up to embrace the dwarf. Elimay frowned at the strange relationship. As far as she knew, dwarves hated elves. The dwarf approached her and bowed low, surprising her further. "My lady, I am Gimli son of Gloin." Elimay smiled and bowed her head to the dwarf. "I am Elimay. Pleased to meet you." "How is it that the prince of Mirkwood is in the company of such a beautiful maiden?" Gimli asked. Elimay laughed and cast a look at Legolas to see he was looking somewhat annoyed. "Oh, we just 'bumped into' each other along our way," she smiled. "Gimli, what are you doing in Edoras?" the prince asked. The dwarf turned to Legolas. "I am on my way to Lorien to visit the lady Galadriel." Legolas smiled and then laughed. "I should have known." Gimli hit the prince on the arm and then made for the door. "I better leave you to see to the lady Elimay. I will see you later." He went out closing the door and Elimay looked back at the prince. "That is a strange relationship you have there," she said. "I have never seen an elf and a dwarf with such a strong bond of friendship." Legolas knelt back down in front of her and began wrapping a new bandage round her thigh. "Yeah well, he's a strange dwarf." "And you're a strange elf." Legolas looked up at her and could not help smiling. "Thanks," he said sarcastically. He handed her a drink and she gulped it down thankfully. "Now sleep," he said. "You need rest to heal." "I don't want to sleep..." she protested, trying to stand. Legolas pushed her down again and for some reason she could not resist for her limbs were becoming weaker by the second. "I knew you would say that so I put a sedative in your drink," he grinned. Elimay gasped in horror at him and struggled to hit him but she felt like jelly. "You little..." she began but suddenly lost the will to speak. He laid her back down and patted her cheek. "Rest well." She sank into oblivion.