Chapter 10

Mere moments later Elrohir and Legolas walked into the room. "How is he?" the younger twin asked.

"No change." He muttered then Elrohir looked down to his hand, as if knowing the Ring was there. "NO," Elladan said sharply.

"You can...we must..."

"NO. We cannot. I want to as much as you but it is too dangerous." He snapped angrily.

"It is his only chance Dan..." Elrohir tried to insist, fear speaking through his logic.

"What are you two talking about?" Legolas asked, getting confused.

"He should know." Elrohir said softly.

"If it is a chance to bring Estel back then why not?" Legolas asked.

"Because if it falls into enemy hands so will the others. You know that Elrohir. Is the freedom of Arda really worth it?" the younger stayed silent. "That is what I thought."

"Come on Legolas, I don't know about you but I don't want to watch my younger brother die." He glared at his older twin and walked out of the room.

Sighing in frustration Elladan went through some healing techniques his father had taught him, trying to think what would work best. Then he remembered a healing trance which allowed the healer to transfer energy to the patient, through Vilya. It was dangerous, he knew that, but what choice did he have.

"Please let this work," he murmured and fell into a trance. He could feel the power of the Ring flowing through him, ebbing his own strength to Estel.

After ages of fighting off exhaustion he had to break the trance as he collapsed on the bed by his brother.

The stars had started fading in the sky, Legolas and Elrohir were pacing outside Estel's room, Elladan had locked himself in alone. Elrohir was worrying.

"Do you think he is alright?" he asked the younger Elf.

"Who Estel?"

"No, Elladan, he always locks himself up when things are wrong. Loosing father...now Estel...I just fear it may be too much for him..."

"Elrohir, you worry too much. I'm sure he is fine." The prince didn't bother saying he too was worrying for his friend.

Elladan woke up to see dim light streaming through the cracked curtain. He then noticed the steady rising and falling of the human's chest had lessened...no it had stopped.