Chapter 65: Galion awakes

Haldir lay Galion down on the floor. Then Legolas forced Haldir to place Legolas on his bed, so Haldir moved Galion to the king's bed. Luckily Thranduil would not be home for another two days so the king would never learn that a butler had been healed in his bed. Plus anyways, the king had healed Legolas many times on his bed.

---Flashback---

Thranduil, king of Mirkwood, sat at the head of the dinning table, where an important meeting was taking place; the king looking royal with his crown of berries and leaves, oak staff and fine silver robes. Lord Elrond all in purple with a circlet on his head sat on the left of Thranduil, whereas lord Celeborn (dressed in white and silver, also wearing a circlet) on his right. Many other important elves sat there including Galadriel and Celebrian.

The meeting was going well, and Thranduil had been speaking when he was suddenly interrupted by an elf running into the room, carrying a smaller, crying elfling.

"What is going on Thranduil?" Galadriel asked.

"Please excuse me for a moment." Thranduil said quickly. The king went over to the elf and looked at the smaller crying one with love and affection.

"What happened Glorfindel?" The king asked quietly but sharply.

"Your son was climbing a tree, I tried to stop him, but... He did noy listen. I'm sorry my lord, I should have been more careful with Legolas."

"Indeed you should have." Thranduil muttered. He held Glorfindel's chin so that Glorfindel would stop fidgeting in panic.

"How hurt is he?"

"He landed on his arm. He has some scratches and bruises, but I think he broke his arm. He wont stop crying."

Thranduil took the crying bundle from Glorfindel and sighed.

"Glorfindel go tend to Cield. I presume he is still outside?"

"Yes he is."

"Well, then you may watch him for the rest of the night as I will be caring for Legolas."

Both Thranduil and Glorfindel turned and left. Thranduil though, returned to the meeting.

"It is worse than I though, so, may you excuse me for, half an hour?"

Galadriel gasped at the small crying elfling and nodded her head. Elrond knew the little elfling well and was hurt to just see the elfling in his conditions. "What happened to Legolas?" Elrond asked quietly.

"I will explain everything later on. All I will say now is that my youngest son is in pain and I am in no way helping him by standing here."

Thranduil left and brought Legolas to his room. He shut the door, trying to quiet the wails.

"Hush my little one. Tell me where you are hurt." Thranduil whispered softly to Legolas as he laid the elfling on his bed. Legolas sniffed and wiped away some of his tears and pointed to his forearm.

"Where on your forearm?"

"E-every w-where d-daddy." Legolas managed to say as tears rolled down his face. Thranduil carefully pressed Legolas' arm, causing the elfling to yell in pain. "Sorry Legolas, I did not mean to hurt you so!" Thranduil said quickly.

"It's broken..." Thranduil muttered to himself. He walked away for a few seconds and returned with all the medicines and bandages he would need to heal his baby.

"Ada... it h-hurts..." Legolas whimpered as his father walked back.

"Do not weep my Greenleaf, everything will be better, I promise you." Thranduil whispered. He lay Legolas down on the bed as comfy as he could possibly make Legolas, and removed the elfling's tunic, revealing many small scratches on the elfling's chest and back. Thranduil took the wet cloth and carefully wiped away all the blood.

"Ada, that stings." Legolas whispered as he was turned over so his father could clean his back. "You have some splinters Legolas. It might hurt jut a bit to pull them out." Thranduil said softly to his son. Legolas whimpered at this, but was soon soothed by his father wrapping one arm around him and quietly singing to Legolas.

When Thranduil pulled the first splinter, Legolas grabbed the king's free hand tightly. Thranduil continued to sing and let Legolas squeeze his hand as he removed the splinters. Finally, all splinters where gone and Legolas was relieved, but his arm still in pain.

Once Thranduil had wiped away all the blood from Legolas' scratches, he held Legolas' upper arm carefully, observing the broken half in disgust.

"It is time to fix your arm Legolas. It might hurt because I am going to have to touch your arm a lot with the bandages." Thranduil said quietly to Legolas, who stiffened in his father's arms. "Do not be scared little one." Thranduil managed to smile, trying to give Legolas confidence.

Thranduil took the bandages and with many cried from Legolas, squeezing of his hand and time; the king successfully bandaged his son's arm.

Thranduil took out Legolas' nightclothes and changed the little prince, then took some ice wrapped in cloth and placed it on Legolas' other arm, which had managed to survive being broken unlike the other arm, but had minor bruises.

"Legolas, I will take you to my meeting but you must try to be as quiet as you can be." Thranduil told the elfling. "Can you be quiet Legolas?" Thranduil asked softly. Legolas nodded his head as his father picked him up and rocked him in his arms. "I will be quiet Ada." Legolas whispered as his father left the room with him. Taking one look back at his bed, Thranduil realized it now had small blood marks and filthy elfling dirt all over it, and that his bed needed to be washed before he could sleep.

---END (of long) FLASHBACK---

Haldir took a wet cloth, brushed Galion's short hair out of his face and placed the cloth on his forehead. Removing the first few layers of Galion's tunic, he found the deep gash on Galion's arm. A piece of glass had made that gash, and pulling it out, Haldir realized it was from a vial. And the vial's contents clearly seemed to be acid (this black man likes acid, you see), and the burn on Galion's other arm proved it.

"Is gal gonna be okay Hal?"

"He should be."

Just then, Galion blinked and woke up, moaning.

"Where am I?"

"WELCOME! GALION SON OF... uhhh... WELL ANYWAYS, YOU ARE IN THE HALLS OF MANDOS."

"I never thought it would end lifting barrels... hey, Haldir, what are you doing in the halls of mandos? I'm the one who died!"

"Your not in the halls of mandos."

"B-but the valar- they said-

"That was I."

"Oh."

"How are you feeling?"

"In pain..."

"Don't worry, I will get you healed."

Haldir turned to the elflings. Legolas and Tavel carefully embraced Galion.

"Legolas, I must heal Galion. You two will by watched by... ehh... Cield. Yes. CIELD THRANDUILION!" Haldir yelled. Cield came running.

"What?"

"Watch your brother and his friend-

"Tavel."

"Yes, Tavel, while I heal Galion. It should not take more than fifteen minutes."

Cield nodded his head and took the elflings in his arms and left Haldir to heal.

To Be Continued...