Chapter 5: Lost!
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Legolas sat near the fire. Luckily his wound had not been poisoned, he could tell. He didn't feel anything wrong within him. If his wound had been poisoned, it could have made matters worse.
He was paying close attention to any sound or noise apart from the storm that could mean there was immediate danger. So far, so good, no sign from anyone or anything.
He just hoped it could be that way until they all could return to Imladris. Apparently, as soon as the storm was over, they would return home again.
Meanwhile Elrohir was running at full speed, trying to warn Legolas of his discovery. Were those another orcs? Were they returning soon? Those were questions that needed to be answered. Hopefully, those orcs were already dead.
Legolas was quiet, and then he heard the soft footfalls of Elven feet. Those steps were hurried enough to draw to the conclusion that something was wrong. He turned around and found Elrohir. Legolas stood up and walk towards Elrohir.
"What is wrong Elrohir?" he asked.
"At the back of the cave I found orc signs. They were not too old. But I do not know if they are from the orcs we killed recently, or from another band of orcs" he stated the facts.
"I have not seen or heard anything unusual. Elladan is fine, he is just sleeping. But I think Estel will be coming sick again. He has coughed some times." Legolas informed Elrohir of Estel's and Elladan's condition.
"I knew he would become sick if he didn't get out of those clothes. But the horses ran away, what else can we do?" he asked.
"Nothing else, just lit a fire and check out for any danger. It is not your fault" Legolas knew the twins always blamed themselves when something bad happened to Estel.
"Yes, I think you are right. And how are you from those scratches? The orc's was nasty" Elrohir now asked his friend.
"I am fine. They didn't need stitches, I think I will live. " Between the four of them found this jest rather amusing, as they always came home injured and in need of a healer."And for once, there is no sign from orc poison" This was a relief for all.
"Just imagine the looks on our adars' faces as they find our horses have returned with the packs, but without us." Elrohir said rather smugly.
Between Legolas and Elrohir the night shifts passed. Estel coughed a few more times, and all the events from the previews night were nearly forgotten.
The storm still raged outside, with the occasional lightning and thunderbolt. Then they heard it. Hard footfalls. It could only mean one thing. Orcs!
"Yrch!" Legolas said.
"Let us wake them and get ready! Maybe we can get out of the way this time." Elrohir said.
While saying that they roused up Elladan and Estel. They were once agin worried at the prospect of having to fight once again with orcs in such weather and in their current condition, already weary from the previous battle, and decided that maybe they could just head straight to Rivendell and avoid the battle with the orcs.
When they got out, the storm was the same just that it was snowing. "Oh great, now it also snows" Estel thought.
The twins and Legolas shot worrying glances towards Estel. He was already coughing, and now it started to snow. It was too early for snow, but also this year winter had arrived earlier.
They were walking as silently as they possibly could, while paying close attention to where the orcs were. They wanted to outrun them, but in this weather they were not sure if that could be possible.
Then, they found them. They stood just in front of them, trying to get to their cave as dawn was approaching, but the sky still was darkened by all the clouds. They had no options but to fight. They were a small band of ten orcs. They were already tired, so they decided to use it as their advantage.
Legolas again was fighting with his white knives. Elladan, Elrohir, and Estel drew out their swords. This time the battle was quick, but Elladan had suffered a slash in his leg, making it difficult for him to support his weight. And Legolas had reopened the two slashes on his left arm. Elrohir quickly after the battle cut out his cloak, and bandaged Elladan's leg and Legolas arm.
Dawn came in Rivendell, just to find it covered with a light blanket of snow. It was still heavily snowing.
After the breakfast, two Elf-Lords sat together in Lord Elrond's study drinking a glass of wine, while sharing their thoughts about their sons.
They were preoccupied, as this morning had started to snow, and knowing their sons, they would return injured again.
Suddenly, someone banged urgently on the door. "Come in" Elrond said.
Lord Glorfindel just came in. Apparently he needed to give an urgent message to King Thranduil and Lord Elrond.
"Glorfindel, mellon-nin, would you like to join us with a glass of wine?" Elrond asked.
"No thank you, mellon-nin, I can here to inform you about something that happened this morning. The four horses of your sons have returned" Glorfindel said.
"Oh great. Let me guess, they didn't arrive with the horses, right?" Thranduil asked, fearing the answer.
"Yes, you are right. The horses looked frightened, and as you know, first there was a storm, and there is a snowstorm. I already organized searching parties to go looking for them as soon as the snow calms down a little."
"Thank you mellon nin. I hope they are alright" Elrond asked preoccupied.
"Have no fear, both of you. They will return. Most probably wounded, but they will make it to full recovery, as they always have" He said, trying to ease his friends' hearts.
The four friends started heading towards Rivendell. Now the snowstorm had turned into a blizzard. There was less visibility. Legolas and Estel walked at the front, with Elladan and Elrohir walking at the back. Elrohir was supporting Elladan, as his leg still pained him.
The blizzard was great. Now they had no visibility. When Elladan and Elrohir tried to reach Estel and Legolas, they found out that they had disappeared in the middle of the blizzard.
To Be Continued…
Translations:
Ada: Dad, father
Yrch: Orcs
Author's Notes: Please read and review! I like to hear what you think of this.
Response to Reviewers:
Deana: Fortunately for him the wound was not poisoned. It would have really been a disaster if it was! I hope that you found the answer in this chapter.
HarryEstel: Yes, those four only kept getting in trouble!
Elven Fantasy: Thanks! About doing a number on those four, I am sure they will always kept finding trouble. I am glad that you are liking this story!
Slayer3: Elrond's face when those four return will be a sight to behold. I can assure you that, not that he would be too happy!