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Ummmm. This happens two months after the last chapter and the plot is actually moving on. Tell me what you think and if you have any ideas for the future.

Two months later, Elrond sat in his study perusing the parchment in front of him. A deep frown marred his features as he once again re-read the missive; it was from his parents in law. It summoned him to Lothlorien for a meeting, Thranduil would also be there.

The sole purpose of the meeting was to discuss the increase in the amount of Orc attacks on the Elven Realms, particularly Mirkwood. The situation was becoming dire.

Elrond now had to decide who should accompany him. He did not want to leave Legolas behind; he had improved greatly and was now able to walk for short distances over easy terrain with the use of a cane that Elladan had made for him. But if he had to continue for more than two hundred meters he became tired and the pain in his legs would begin to increase. No, Legolas would have to go with him.

That would include Estel, for where ever Legolas went Estel would insist on going to. Over the last few months the bond between Elf and Man had only grown stronger. So Estel would go as well. The twins would then complain that he was favouring Estel above them. There was only one solution; the twins would have to come to.

The thought of dealing with all four of his sons on a journey with no help was not a desirable one. He would need help; Glorfindel would have to accompany them as well.

But how would they get there? Walking was out of the question, Legolas would be unable to cope with that and his wheelchair would be impractical over the rough terrain. He considered a carriage for a few long moments before he discarded it. Legolas would never agree to that, his pride would not let him. That left only one option. Horses, it would have to be horses.

The only problem with that was Legolas had not been near a horse since the accident, if he saw one he froze on the spot and had to be calmed down. Still they had time to work on that as the meeting was not for a few weeks. They would have to help Legolas confront and allay his fears; at least he hoped they could.

He was half way through writing a reply when a loud thump from outside his door made him jump.

Moving swiftly he opened the door only to stop at the sight of his eldest son. At the end of the corridor Elladan was laying on the floor trapped by Legolas' wheelchair. Thank fully Legolas was not with him. He was trying to free him self but was not having much success as he was laughing almost hysterically. No one moved to help him for long moments until they caught their own breaths.

Then Estel and Elrohir lifted the chair off of him. No one had noticed Elrond watching them an amused smile on his face. As he watched Elrohir took his brothers place and began to wheel himself as fast as her could down the corridor. He lost control at the top of the stairs and collided with the balustrade. Once again the chair tipped over trapping its occupant.

More laughter could be heard and Legolas along with Estel and Elladan came into view. Elrond noticed with a clinical eye that Legolas was limping badly and despite his laughter, there were fine lines around his mouth and lines, telling their tale. Legolas was in pain.

"Will some one please tell me what is going on?" The four jumped and turned quickly, Legolas letting out a hiss of pain at the sudden movement. Elladan moved quickly to help Elrohir as Estel helped Legolas to limp nearer to the others. Elladan pushed the wheelchair back to Legolas and he sat back down with a relieved sigh. He had not wanted to mention it but his legs were paining him quite badly today.

"Estel thought that Elladan would be faster than me at racing the 'chair. Legolas thought the opposite, so we had a race. This is the result." Elrohir tried to explain between his fits of laughter.

"Who won?" Elrond was trying not to laugh himself at his son's antics.

"Elladan was probably the faster of the both; he would have made good time if he had not lost control and crashed. He missed the turning, Ada that is why he disturbed you." Legolas was still lightly laughing.

Elrond shook his head with bemusement. "Come on, it is time for the evening meal. We need to get to the hall or Glorfindel will start ahead of us and eat all the food." More laughter sounded at this comment.

Elrond pushed Legolas down the hall and into the dining hall. Swiftly moving a chair he pushed Legolas into the right position near to the table.

"Thank you, Ada." Legolas said. They all began to eat, before Legolas asked. "Ada, what is wrong? You seem upset over something."

Elrond had to smile at the Princes' astute observation. "I received a message today from your Grandparents. They have called a meeting in Lothlorien. King Thranduil will also be there. I need to attend and I wish for you all to come with me. We will be travelling by horse and we leave in two weeks." He looked at each occupant of the table finishing with Legolas. His reaction out of all those present was the most important.

"I can not come. I refuse to ride and I have no wish at this moment to see my Sire." Legolas manoeuvred himself from his place at the table and left with a short. "Good night."

Glorfindel rose and swiftly followed him out of the hall. He caught up with the Prince at the bottom of the stairs. "Did you give any thought as to how you would get up the stairs, Penneth?"

Legolas glared at him. "I would walk up." He struggled to stand up and was leaning heavily on the banister.

Glorfindel moved behind the blond and swept him up into his arms. "You know full well that Elrond will not let you use the stairs yet. Your legs are not strong enough yet. What if you were to fall and cause more damage to your legs?" He cut of the Princes' protests. "I will go and fetch your chair once you are safely at the top. I wish to speak with you."

Sitting in the dining hall Elrond let his head fall into his hands. "I do not know what to do. The fear he has of horses is understandable, but he used to love to ride and I know deep down inside that he will do so again. What should I do?"

Elladan pushed his two brothers out of the room and sat back down next to his father. "Ada, I admit I have no idea what you should do, but Legolas needs us right now. I know I almost ruined it, but I love Legolas as a brother and he has made such huge progress. He will ride again I agree with you there, just give him some time."

Elrond looked at his son and then pulled him into a hug. "You are wise beyond your years, ion-nin."

Elladan could not help but joke. "I guess I get it from Naneth!" Elrond's laughter echoed in the hall.

Up in Legolas' room Glorfindel was sitting on the edge of the large bed. Legolas was sat in an overstuffed chair near to the bright fire.

"I just can not do it, Glorfindel. Every time I think about riding again it scares me to the core, I can not even imagine trying to get on one." The admission was frank and hurt his pride, but he had to tell someone.

Glorfindel looked at the younger Elf thoughtfully; he had come to think of Legolas as a son or nephew. "I do understand, Legolas, you used to love riding with a passion. But if you are to scare to try again."

"It will not work, Glorfindel. You can not make me feel guilty about not trying, I want to ride, I am scared though."

"I will help you. I have a mare that is exceptionally gentle. She even loves the Elfling's riding her. I promise you will not be hurt."

Legolas gave up the fight, seeing that he would not win this argument. "Very well, but please can this be a secret? I do not want the others to know just yet in case I fail."

Glorfindel nodded his agreement to this stipulation.

"Do you promise I will not get hurt?" Legolas' voice was quiet.

"I promise you, Legolas, I will not let you get hurt."

The next morning Glorfindel made certain that the others all had jobs to do. Glorfindel pushed Legolas down to the stables. Legolas approached the stall of the gentle mare with trepidation.

"Her name is Cloud, she will not hurt you.

Legolas limped over to the stall door, once Glorfindel had helped him to stand. He was gripping the bone cane with a white knuckled grip. Leaning on it heavily, the nearer he moved to the stall the heavier and more uneven his breathing became. He stopped just short of the horse. "I can not."

"Yes, you can, Legolas. You do not have to ride her today that would be too unrealistic, but see if you can just touch her nose." Glorfindel's voice quietly reassured.

Legolas took another shaky step before one of the stallions in a nearby stall kicked his door. Legolas started with fright and loosing his balance he fell to the floor in the middle of the straw and dirt.

Once Glorfindel had helped him to his feet and checked to see that he was not hurt, Legolas gave a huge sigh of frustration and left the stable.

"Legolas please do not give up."

"I am not, Glorfindel, I just want to be outside. Could you please bring Cloud out here to me?"

"Of course I can." Glorfindel hurried back inside and led the mare outside. He had placed a collar around her neck that she really had no need of but he felt that Legolas would feel easier knowing that she could be controlled if necessary.

Glorfindel could not see Legolas anywhere when he left the stable, but soon spotted him looking into the field where several stallions were running free. Glorfindel could see what the Prince was looking at.

It was the bay stallion Legolas had been riding on the day of his accident. He could feel Legolas shivering with fear and breathing harshly.

"No one has ridden him since that day; he will let no one near to him." Glorfindel explained.

Legolas turned to look at Glorfindel before saying. "He did not mean to hurt me, did he? It was just an unfortunate accident. I swear to you that one day I will ride him again."

Glorfindel smiled at the courage of those words. "That is good, Legolas, but may be we should stick to Cloud for the time being."

Legolas nodded and then realised with shock that his hand had crept up and he was stroking the mare's nose. He had not even been thinking about it.

For a week Legolas continued to go to the stable and he began to build up a good relationship with the mare. After a few days he had begun to approach the other horses too. But he still refused flatly to ride.

Finally Glorfindel snapped and he shouted at Legolas. "For the Valar's sake, just get on Cloud, you know she will not hurt you!"

Legolas looked at Glorfindel. "I know she will not hurt me. Have you even thought that may be I am in pain right now? I do not want to increase the pain, trust me it is bad enough as it is without adding to it."

Glorfindel let out a rush of air; he had not been expecting that. "Legolas, have you told Lord Elrond about this?"

"Yes, there is little he can do. It is likely that I will feel pain for the rest of my immortal life." Legolas turned and began to walk off. He had not got far before his body suddenly became rigid and he fell to the hard ground as he began to fit.

Glorfindel hurried to his side. Kneeling he took his cloak off. Turning Legolas onto his left side and drawing his leg up so that he could not turn back over, he checked to see that Legolas' air way was clear, it would not be good if Legolas swallowed his tongue. Once happy with his position he placed the folded cloak under his head. One of the grooms had joined him after witnessing what was happening.

"Please go and find Lord Elrond, explain Prince Legolas is having another fit and ask him to join me?"

It was not long before Elrond swiftly followed by his son arrived on the scene. With help he once again fed the unknowing Prince the herbs that would stop his seizure. Once he was still once more they all helped in carrying him back to his room.

Glorfindel stayed with him until he woke up once again. The first thing Legolas did upon seeing the Elf beside him was to try and apologise. "I am sorry I should not have snapped at you, Glorfindel. I love you as a member of my family, but I truly do not want to get back on a horse."

Glorfindel smiled in reassurance. "I am just glad that you are awake. I apologise for shouting also, it was unnecessary. May be we can find another way. If you sit in front of me then I would be able to hold on to you so that you do not stress your leg muscles trying to use them to hold on with. You would also be in contact with me then as well." Legolas gave a tired nod. "Go to sleep, Penneth, it will work out."

Legolas had no choice but to obey as his eyes closed of their own volition and he was once again lost to dreams.

Tbc . . .

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