Sigh, I don't know what happened with this story. It was met to be light hearted and fun and look how it ended up. Scowls at innocent acting plot bunnies

Chapter 20--Fustration

Sleep didn't come easily to either Legolas or Jaisia that night. Early the next morning the same food was brought. Shortly after that Xavier entered the hold and walked over to them. He stood staring down at them with the appraising eyes of a horse trader.

Jaisia glared at him, eyes fierce with hatred.

Xavier smirked at her then turned his attention to Legolas. "It is good you will survive. I feared the herbal potion you were given would kill you before the antidote could take effect," he remarked.

Legolas gave the slaver the same glare Jaisia had.

Xavier just laughed. "Either one of you would see me flayed alive if you could, but that will not happen," he sneered.

"That might not be a certainty," Legolas retorted.

"I agree with that whole heartedly," Jaisia said.

"Such a fierce pair you are. No matter, if I can not break you then your new owners surely will," Xavier said. He turned and left the hold.

"I hate that bastard," Jaisia growled.

"So do I," Legolas said.

"I wish all this had never happened. I do not even know if my mother is alive. They speared poor Lilith over and over until she was dead," Jaisia said and began to sob.

All Legolas could do was hold Jaisia close and offer his strength and a shoulder to weep on.

It took a long time, but finally Jaisia's sobs became sniffles and hiccups. She pulled back and wiped her eyes, almost angrily. She managed to smile at Legolas despite that. "I am sorry, little brother," she said.

"That is alright, Jas, you are allowed to grieve," Legolas said.

"Are you not tired of my weeping and wailing yet? It seems I have done a lot of that lately," Jaisia said.

"You have not done that much and besides you have a right to be upset," Legolas shrugged.

Meanwhile

Aragorn looked around at the many graves that now stood on the plains and sighed. So many were dead, but at least Legolas and Jaisia were alive, even though they were prisoners. He had to find some way to help them, but how? They had no idea where the ship was, what it was called or where it was heading.

Kai, his wounds nearly healed, came up beside him. "I grieve for this tragedy that has befallen my people," he said. "I fear for those that were taken."

"I just wish that we could have been here to help. I failed to protect your tribe as I promised," Aragorn said. "I am sorry, Kai."

"It was not your fault. None of us knew this was going to happen," Kai said.

Soft noises caught their attention and much to their relief he saw a group of Centaurs coming slowly towards them. Some had escaped after all. Kai was overjoyed to see one was Isolanthe, but he was not so happy about the other.

Tyon saw the rage and near hate in his younger brother's eyes and stopped short. He didn't know what to do or say.

"You!" Kai hissed. "You brought this doom to us by having Legolas kidnapped and left where slavers could find him." He moved slowly towards Tyon. "Our tribe slaughtered, my twin and brother lost to us, probably forever, and all because of you."

"Kai, I--" Tyon began.

"Shut up! I am not interested in anything you have to say," Kai snapped. He stopped approaching though. "I do not know you. You are not my brother."

Gasps and soft murmurs filled the air at that. By his words Kai had disowned his brother and broke all ties with him.

Kai turned his back to Tyon and scornfully walked off.

Ouch, I almost feel sorry for Tyon. R/R please!