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Chapter 17--Stubborn Elf
Aragorn watched Legolas train a group of archers from a distance, frowning. They had been Lord Cedrin's guests for nearly a week and still Legolas refused to go back to Imladris with them.
Elladan came up beside him. "What are we going to do about our stubborn friend? Father is going to be worried if we do not return soon," he said.
"I know, but I cannot leave here without Legolas," Aragorn said.
" I hate to say it, but he seems content here and we cannot force him to go with us," Elladan said softly.
"I know, but I do not think that Legolas is completely safe here, so I cannot leave him until I am or he agrees to come with us," Aragorn said.
Elladan nodded with a sigh. "I just hope we will be able to talk him into coming with us," he said.
"So do I," Aragorn grumbled. He watched as Legolas excused the men and walked towards them. "Done for the day?" he asked.
Legolas nodded. "How long are you going to stay?" he asked.
"Not sure, we really want you to come back with us, Legolas. My brothers and I are worried about you. My father is too. He is fond of you and considers you a member of the family, all of us do," Aragorn said.
"I appreciate that, Aragorn, truly I do, but I cannot go back and involve your family. You know how much trouble that could cause? I cannot risk it," Legolas said.
"Father is more then willing to protect you, Legolas. We all are and not one of us believe that you would do such an awful thing," Elladan added.
"I cannot," Legolas said. He walked away quickly. He wanted to go, but he feared causing trouble for Imladris. He couldn't allow that to happen.
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Thranduil left the council meeting feeling better. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. His eldest son had done well and he was grateful for that. He didn't want his people to suffer because of his grief. He headed towards his study to look at the paperwork that had piled up.
Alarion watched his father go, thoughts in chaos. He longed to run after his father and tell him everything, but he feared what would happen to him. He walked slowly to his room and went inside. Closing the door, he turned and let out a startled gasp. "How did you get in here?" he asked. "I locked the door!"
Zion smiled thinly. "How I got in is not the issue here, my Prince. I thought we needed to have a little discussion about loyalty. You are thinking about betraying me," he said.
"You were not supposed to hurt my mother! I just wanted Legolas suspected of trying to harm her, so he would be driven away! I never wanted my parents harmed and I certainly did not want my mother to die!" Alarion yelled.
"But she is dead and if you betray me then I will make sure you are taken with me, remember that," Zion said. "I have things that will prove that you are as guilty as I. You will be executed right along with me. Good day, my Prince," Zion said. He bowed mockingly and left Alarion alone in his guilt and misery.
Zion headed for the room far below where he kept his potions and experiments. He went directly to a large bookcase and pulled out a thick book. He laid it open and took out a vial. Three blonde hairs were carefully stored inside. Zion pulled out one hair and dropped it into the bubbling caldron then began to read from the book. He would soon know where the youngest prince was hiding. Perhaps there was a use for him after all…..
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