Chapter 104: Cield must calm down

Haldir heard Thranduil yell and Haldir knew something was wrong. The little elfling began to squirm around, but soon settled. Haldir carefully slid his arm out from under Legolas and snuck out of the room and to Cield's room, where a very miserable Galion was scrubbing the floor, muttering something under his breath, which sounded as if he was saying, "I have a life too".

"Galion?"

Galion was shocked, thinking he had been alone. "Yes, lord Haldir?" Galion asked, though his voice was not as happy as it usually was. "Where is king Thranduil, and what is the matter with him?" Haldir asked.

"Well the dratted prince who has gotten my young sister pregnant tried to kill himself. And he just as well deserves to die! That fool! He TRIED to kill himself! He would have left my sister to care for an elfling all by herself, just because he was having troubles with his emotions! My sister and him must have been very drunk, if she even liked him at all! Now I have been told to clean my brother in law's blood off his floor, then clean his carving knife." Galion grumbled as he scrubbed, which Haldir just realized to be, Cield's crimson blood from the floor.

"How DARE you say such things about prince Cield!" Haldir snapped, about to grab Galion but stopping himself. Haldir did realize that Cield's child was stressing many, including Galion who had just recently learnt about the child.

"Where did Thranduil take Cield?"

"To Tonus's room, the only clean, available bed to heal him in." Galion said. Haldir looked at Cield's room. There was blood on the floor, a bloody knife and bloody sheets on the bed, a stack of wood some crafted to make the crib some not, and one piece of wood that was broken in two. Haldir took the plans for the crib, and the piece of broken wood. He held the two pieces together, and he noticed that this wood's carvings where different than those on the plan, and Haldir figured that was what upset Cield.

Haldir left to find Thranduil and Cield, and did, in Tonus' room. The elven king sat by Cield's side, keeping two fingers on Cield's throat. "Live my son, do not leave me... please..." Thranduil whispered quietly.

"Sir?"

"Haldir!" Thranduil jumped.

"How is he doing?"

"Fine... He did not harm himself much. The knife went deep in his chest, but not deep enough to pierce anything that could hurt him seriously. I was just able to heal him with the skills I have." Thranduil muttered. Haldir looked upon Cield. The elven prince's tunic was removed, and bandages where wrapped tightly around his chest, yet blood was making its way through the wrappings.

"I am so scared he does not make it. I wish he would tell me his feelings!" Thranduil said, always keeping his two fingers on Cield's throat to be sure there was a pulse.

"Where is Legolas?"

"Asleep. I left him in be-

Haldir stopped as Cield began to move slightly. The prince's eyes opened and looking around, Cield could not believe he was alive.

"My son! Cield, my baby! My child!" Thranduil wrapped his arms around Cield's neck, and soon the prince could not move with his father's strength around him.

"Ada... how am I... alive?"

"I revived you, when you where near death. NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! You would have left Firelien, left her to be alone to raise an elfling! That would be hard for her, and to also have to cope with your loss!"

"I am sorry Adar-

Cield began to cough, and Thranduil quickly helped his son breathe properly.

"Tell me your feelings and promise me never will you do that again."

"I promise."

"Promise Haldir too."

"But-

"Promise him!"

"I promise I wont try and kill myself again Haldir." Cield muttered.

"Good, now, Firelien awaits to see you. Haldir, why don't you go make some soup for all of us, including Legolas, Cield and Firelien?"

"I... well... I cant really... I don't know how to make soup." Haldir blushed a very nice red color.

"Then get Galion to teach you. GALION!"

Galion was reluctant, but took Haldir down to the kitchen to teach him how to make soup.

"Can you teach me too?" Legolas asked, who had just woken up.

"No, you are sick and you will spread germs."

"No I wont."

"Yes you will."

"I will keep my germs to myself!"

"Sorry Cherub, but Galion is correct. Go get some rest."

Legolas began to pout as he walked to his room.

To be continued...

In october I'm getting braces. Oh joy.