Chapter 110: Legolas gets help

By following Haldir, Legolas sunk into the water, but before the elfling was able to see his drowning father, Haldir with his good hand, pulled the elfling out of the deep water.

"Haldiw! Where's my ada?"

"Legolas, I need to go get help."

"Where? How? Who?" Legolas was now scared. Usually the 'big adults like Haldir and Ada' could do things by themselves without help that an elfling would fetch.

"My wrist seems to have cracked, and is broken, since it is in pain and it cannot move. I need you to go to the archery field and gather up everyone. Tell them the king is stuck and drowning, and lead them to this lake. I believe I saw Cield and Firelien headed to the archery field, so speak with them first." Haldir said. Legolas nodded his head and ran to the archery field. If his father were drowning, he would be alone, with no guardian, are possibly live with his godfather Elrond... Who, sometimes scared Legolas with his odd eyebrows.

Cield was indeed at the archery field, though he seemed as if he was going to swim. His tunic was wet, covered with sweat, and in a heap, since his face was red and sweaty. Cield had been running around with Firelien, and arching, and never once stopping to drink or cool off.

"CIELD!" Legolas screamed, running to his brother and almost yanking down his leggings as he tugged at them, desperately tried to get his brother's attention. Legolas bit his brother's shin, and Cield yelped as he took Legolas away from his leg and up to be eye level with himself.

"Cield, our Ada is drowning and stuck! Hal needs help from everyone to get him out. Lots of help because he's stuck under a big rock!" Legolas said, and Cield saw marks that showed that Legolas had been crying. "See, I even hit my foot on the rock!" Legolas said, raising his left foot where the bottom of his foot was scraped from hitting the bolder.

Cield knew his little brother was not lying. He told every archer in the field of what Legolas said, and Cield grabbed his little brother and ran to the lake, followed by every other archer. Haldir stood there, looking in the lake, looking at Thranduil who would not last much longer without breathing.

"Quick! Down there is your father. I cannot go back down, as I have broken my wrist." Haldir said. Cield was grateful to swim; being so sweaty he did not smell as pleasant as one would think Legolas' brother would smell like. Soon the other archers removed their tunics (of course, the she-elves watched from the side as their husbands, fiancés, brothers, relatives and such went to save the king) and in a few minutes Cield dragged his father to shore. Legolas fought past the crowd of elves to where Cield was pressing with all his might against his father's chest, trying to revive his father who's heart Cield could no longer hear pounding.

Legolas was pulled suddenly away from his father and brother by Haldir, who held him with his hand that's wrist was not broken, and without any word led to the palace.

"Hal, why is my ada not breathing?"

"Legolas, I cannot tell you. But your father will be find, as it seems Cield has brilliant healing skills."

"I want my daddy!"

"Sorry Legolas, but I cannot let you see him!"

"DADDY!" Legolas screamed, pulling away from Haldir. Legolas wanted to throw himself on the floor and start a tantrum, but he knew that was not 'the right thing to do' so Legolas bit Haldir's hand, breaking the skin and causing Haldir to bleed. Legolas ran rapidly back to where his father was, where Cield still pushed Thranduil's chest, hoping his father would breathe again. Haldir grabbed Legolas once again, and this time threw him over his shoulder and brought him in the palace, where he could not escape. Haldir placed Legolas in his room, where the elfling threw a tantrum whilst Haldir repaired his wrist, then confronted Legolas. First, Haldir had thought of giving Legolas a harsh slap to his backside, then thought a lighter slap would be best, but again Haldir thought against it and was going to scold Legolas. But then, Haldir realized that if Thranduil did not survive, Legolas would become an orphan, and that would be enough of a punishment for anything wrong Legolas ever where to do in his lifetime.

"Legolas?" Haldir said. The elfling looked up. He no longer was kicking or screaming, but sat quietly on the floor, playing with the furry rug beneath his feet.

"I'm sorry I acted like that."

"Its alright Legolas. Its time for bed."

"Can I sleep with you since Ada wont be here to tuck me in?"

"Sorry cherub, I must attend to your father tonight. Perhaps tomorrow night, seeing as how tomorrow night will be my last night in Mirkwood until the next visit."

Legolas sighed and let Haldir tuck him in bed. Haldir kissed his soft little face and told him not to worry. Legolas fell asleep after a while of wondering 'What is wrong with Ada?'

To be continued...