Drabble Four: Allegiance
"You shouldn't have done that."
Do you still not understand?
I did what I knew was right.
"Stupid, crazy Elf."
I can hear the concern behind the bitterness of your harsh words, though you try to hide it.
"My life is not worth yours, Legolas."
Again you argue the value of an immortal life over that of a mortal.
Do you still not understand?
The value of your life is not the length of your days but what you do in it.
And you have done enough already that your life is of great value to me.
"Hold still."
You begin stitching the wound, and I pretend I cannot feel your fingers shaking.
"I have said that I would die for you."
"I would not ask you to."
I am not surprised by your curtness. I know by now it is merely a sign of your lingering guilt.
"I would not ask you to die for me."
I know what you aren't saying.
"Do you still not understand?"
You seem startled by my quiet question.
"Understand what?"
"I would not die for the Heir of Isildur."
I give a faint smile as the confusion on your face deepens.
"But for my friend and brother I would gladly lay down my life."
You look away, and I highly suspect you're trying to hide your tears.
Foolish, stubborn human.
"How did I ever deserve your allegiance."
How can you still not understand?
"You were Estel…mellon nîn."