Chapter 147: Concussions
Elladan and Elrohir were alone. Tonus was going to tell the servants where Thranduil had gone, and Illiendal chose to start making Elladan a bath.
"We should tell someone, Ro. It's not good for Tonus, look what he did to you!" Elladan dripped some lotion (he had stole from his father one day) on the red marks around his brother's neck.
"Don't put that on, it's not necessary... It's only a few marks, honestly." Elrohir sighed as his twin rubbed the cream on the marks.
"The prince has long nails, he has cut your skin..."
"Ai!" Elrohir moaned as his twin rubbed some cream on the bleeding scratches caused by Tonus.
"He was certainly in a bad mood."
"Everyone is here, with Legolas gone."
"I really think we should tell Illiendal... Galion... Others! Tonus cannot keep this secret, he needs this, it would do him good to let it out..."
"No! I promised Tonus that I would not tell a soul and yet I trusted you because you are my twin, but you go around and tell Erestor, and since Erestor has few that are close to hind he tells Glorfindel and luckily Glorfindel, being such a wise old hag from the first age actually kept the secret a secret!" Elrohir snapped and kept quiet when he saw Illiendal approaching from a distance.
"Elrohir, help me carry your twin to the guestroom, the guestroom's private bathing room has a warm bath waiting for him."
The two carried the injured elf into the palace and up the stairs where they lay Elladan on the floor of the guestroom's bathing room.
"How will he get in the bath?" Elrohir asked.
"That is up to you. It is also up to you to undress him, as you are the only one who is an actual relative to him, and you are the only one in Mirkwood who really has the right to see your brother nude. Drag him in if you must, but he wont be just walking into the tub like he normally can. Do not forget to un-bandage his leg, Tonus will rebind it after he bathes." Illiendal left, shutting the door behind them.
"You do not mind me undressing you, Elladan?" Elrohir asked before a put a finger on his brother's tunic.
"I do not mind, you are my twin... I would love to be in the bath, it looks warm and nice..."
Elladan watched as his twin quickly undressed him and was careful to remove the bandages around his brother's leg.
"I will be as careful as I can to get you in the bath, it will not be easy on my own but obviously would be quite embarrassed if your girlfriend was here helping me lift your naked body..." Elrohir smirked as he slipped a hand under his twin's knees and one behind Elladan's back.
"Careful, ai!" Elladan was dropped and he moaned.
"I am sorry!" Elrohir looked at his brother with pity. "Are you hurt?"
"My behind is quite bruised now, but other then that I am fine. Now try again and BE CAREFUL!"
Elrohir tried again slowly, and this time released his brother in the bathwater.
"Do you want me to stay in here or would you prefer that I leave?" Elrohir asked.
"I will be fine." Elladan watched as his twin left, shutting the door quietly behind him.
"How is he?" Illiendal asked. "Was it difficult to get him in?"
"I dropped him once, but it was not too bad, he's in now and he is fine on his own."
Illiendal nodded and smiled.
"I feel awful about what Cield did."
"Tis not your fault, and Elladan does not blame you..."
"He does not?" Illiendal smiled gladly.
"No, you are not Cield, he would not blame you for his doings, and... Elladan loves you, you are his closest friend and he loves being with you more than anyone in Middle-Earth..."
"Even more than he likes to be with you?"
"No, I mean... You are who he loves, I am his family and his twin so our relationship is quite different than his with she-elves such as yourself or friends of his such as Legolas." Elrohir said.
"I... I love him too."
"Elladan dreams of marriage, Illiendal."
"What? Marriage? He is thinking far too much in the future... Me marry him? I love him, he is who at the moment if I where to marry I would but who knows? I may meet someone else..." Illiendal said.
"Stop talking about me!" Elladan threw his rubber ducky at the bathroom door.
"Why don't we go somewhere he cannot hear?"
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"Cield!" Cield turned around when he heard his voice being shouted and he gasped when he saw Firelien, chasing him. Cield slowed his horse down, but did not come to a complete stop.
"Go back to the palace Firelien, you are pregnant with our child." Cield yelled, but noticed that she continued to follow.
"I want to come with you to Rivendell!"
"No! Not in your conditions!" Cield yelled over his shoulder.
"Please! I do not want to be alone anymore, I love you and I feel safe near you!"
"You are the first to say that to me." Cield laughed.
"I do! Please Cield, I do not want to be alone at the palace, Galion is angry with me and I do not know what your family thinks of me now!" Firelien said sadly, running to be closer to Cield's horse.
"I don't want you to get hurt, Firelien." Cield said.
"I wont! Please Cield, let me come with you. Please, I refuse to go back, it's too far anyways!" Firelien watched as Cield's horse stopped and Cield dismounted his horse.
"Firelien, I love you so much but I fear that you will be hurt." Cield held Firelien's hands tightly.
"I am safer coming with you then going back alone."
"And what makes you say that? You managed to follow me without earning a scratch, and I got quite beaten up getting here by taking a detour through some bushes." Cield pointed to a long bleeding slash down his arm.
"Does it hurt much?" Firelien asked.
"Nah, just a little stinging." Cield embraced Firelien tightly.
"Please bring me with you Cield, please." Florien put a hand on the prince's cheek and gently caressed his soft face.
"I shall bring you with me but be careful, and if we meet anything foul do as I say." Cield said, helping Firelien onto his mount.
"Hold on tightly Firelien." Cield said as he felt Firelien's arms wrapping around his waist.
"I love you Cield. Thank you." Firelien whispered, Cield smiling.
"I love you too, Firelien..." Cield's horse began to trot slowly.
"It will take ages to get to Rivendell if this is as fast as your horse goes!"
"I am only making him go slow because you are on him, and I was not certain how fast would scare you."
"Scare me? Cield I am not afraid!" Firelien screamed when Cield made his horse go as fast as he could.
"Not scared?" Cield laughed.
"Cield! That was mean!" Firelien squeezed him tightly in rage.
"Ai! Stop, that hurts!" Cield whined as Firelien's grip loosened.
"That was not funny Cield, not at all." Firelien said angrily.
"I did not mean to upset you so, it was a mere joke."
"I do not know who in all of Middle Earth would find that amusing!" Florien snapped. "Think about the baby before you do something stupid like that again."
"I did not think that startling you would affect the child, and I also did not think you would have been so sca-
Cield, who was paying no attention to what was in front of him, based his head into a low tree branch that was rather thick, and passed out, Firelien gasped when she saw the unconscious elf fall off his horse and she jumped off. The horse stopped, and Cield lay on the ground.
Cield was not harmed much, just a little bleeding, a lump on his brow and he was unconscious. Firelien wiped the small amount of blood off her lover's brow, and was shaking with fear for him. Though the worse part was the fact that he was unconscious, she feared Cield had a concussion.
"C-Cield? Are you awake? Alive? I am so sorry..."
Firelien pulled the unconscious prince close to her.
"Oh please Cield, don't have a concussion, please."
"W-what... Where... Who... Where am I?" A very dazed Cield's eyes opened.
"You are not unconscious?" Firelien smiled in joy.
"Why would I be? Ai... My head..." Cield moaned softly.
"Are you alright Cield?"
"I-I don't know what's the matter with me...I feel... dazed a-and... sick... Urg..." Cield turned his head to vomit away from Firelien.
"Cield, you look horrible!" Florien said, holding the prince's hair back.
"Well that was very nice of you."
"I don't mean your ugly, because you definitely are not! But... I think you have a concussion."
"Nonsense, I cannot have one. I don't know how I got one, or how I got here. I remember ada telling me to go see Lord Elrond and so I took my horse out, I never got this far."
"Cield, you cannot even remember what has happened! I will bring you back to the palace, it's only an hour away if I ride fast, Tonus can take good care of you." Firelien sighed as Cield began to vomit again.
"You poor thing, I will get you back to the palace as soon as I may. Tell me if you need to vomit Cield, I will stop if you do." Firelien helped him onto his horse and rode with him, holding him tightly, back to the palace.
To be continued...
I like hurting elves, as long as it's not Thranduil being abusive and hurting elves! Poor Cield... Vomit yuck.