Chapter 24 reviews:

TheAmazingTecnocolorRingWraith: You know Legolas, never likes to admit that he is hurt. And besides, I can't leave him unconscious forever!

Elf of life: That's ok, at least you reviewed this chapter. That makes me happy! Yes, Leggy lived. It wouldn't be much of a story if he died.

Legolas's fanatical fan girl: Well, we wouldn't want you stuck to the floor, now would we? And like I said last chapter, I updated faster! Let us all cheer!

Elven Kitten: Thank you for the review! Glad you liked it.

Jfjkf: Why thank you very much for the review! I'm updating faster than last time, so you don't have to wait to long for the next chapter!

KerowynGreenleaf: Yes, he woke up, but I didn't think he was angry. Maybe you saw something that I missed. Oh well. Estel is probable still sick, maybe I should make him suffer a bit more.

Redleef: Forget about my fans? Never!

Kel: The joys of being awake after being thrown from a horse. Life is good.

Silver Mirror: So glad that you liked this chapter. Well, the story isn't going to end for a few more chapters, but I already have another story planned. The only one, are you telling the truth?

Avion Jade: I personally think that Legolas would be more worried about other thing instead of his health. Being the prideful elf that he is. They will, perhaps in the next chapter or the chapter after that, I'm not sure.

Rebell: I don't think that anyone could be kingly after a hangover. And yes, Leggy did wake up, though not for long. Aww, you poor thing! That's okay, cause one time I went about two months before I updated one of the chapters for this story. They won't meet till somewhere near the end of the story, I think.

MaddyPaddy: Ah yes, Gandalf and his fireworks. Well, at least I know what we're learning next, so I won't be surprised.

Illeanah: I believe that if someone had lost as much blood as Leggy, then they wouldn't have woken up for a few more days, but he's an elf, so that gives him an advantage.

Silverkonekotsukari: I think it's kind of obvious that your restless. Shadow is cool, I like him too. Maybe I should put some Shadow action in this chapter.

IwishChan: Blame the care-takers! That would be fun to read! If they were home, they would have told Estel to stop drinking, but since daddy wasn't there... Legolas would be on his feet in this chapter or the next one.

Arialas: The arrows that started this whole thing. Kind of strange that something like this can come out of arrows. They'll find out soon enough, so don't worry.

Chapter 25

Legolas didn't wake again after that, but it was to be expected. The healer, the same she-elf from before, quickly kicked everyone out of the room and told them to come back later. Not wanting to anger the healer, they all quickly left, Estel stumbling on his way out of the room. He still hasn't completely recovered from the wine he drank last night.

Raindul has a small smile on his face. "At least we know that he's going to be alright."

Elladan nodded his head, before turning to look at his twin, who was, once again, helping Estel walk around.

"Estel," Elrohir said. "You shouldn't have drank so much wine last night."

Estel looked at Elrohir. Even though he was feeling a bit better, his eyes were still a bit glazed over.

Rumil and Orophin shared a look and smile. They have never seen a drunk human before, and being elves, they couldn't get drunk. They had admit, it was highly amusing seeing Estel stumbling around like a puppy whose paws were yet to big for it.

All six made it back into the large building. While Elrohir dragged Estel back to his room, the others made their way back to the dinning area, which was already pretty empty.

"So, what's his name?" Rumil asked. Elladan and Raindul looked at him in confusion. "You know, the elf that's in the healing house."

Finally understanding, the two visitors looked at each other. Should they tell them Legolas's name? They gave each other a slight nod.

"His name is Legolas." Raindul said.

Orophin puts a hand on his chin. Legolas. Hmm, I think I heard that name before. Rumil looked like he was having similar thoughts. Then they look at each other and shrug. They can figure it out later.

"Do you think we should go check on Shadow?" A voice from the doorway asked. The two brothers, Elladan, and Raindul turn to see Elrohir, slightly leaning against the doorway, with a small smile on his face.

When he had gotten to Estel's room, he was practically dragging the human around. He had set Estel on the bed and turned around to get a glass of water that was sitting on a table next to a window, but when he turned to face Estel, said human had fallen face-first into a pillow and was out like a candle in a strong wind.

Rumil nodded his head. "Of course! Just follow me." He headed back to the door that lead outside, and with everyone else behind him, they made their way to the stable.

Once inside, the first thing that anyone heard was the sound of someone cursing. The twins and Raindul look at each other, amused. The twins quickly filing away the colorful Galadrhim curses for later use.

They all head to the north end of the stable, where the large pen that was used to treat injured horses and ponies was located.

Inside the pen, Shadow was laying on the floor with one of his legs in a strange sling obviously for use on horses only. He also had a hot towel on his back, to help the soreness. He turned his head when he heard the twins, Raindul, and the two brothers nearing his pen.

Elladan looked at Shadow, and could have sworn that he saw the horse wink at him.

Standing outside the pen, one of the stable boys stood holding his left hand and muttering a few colorful words, while a few of his buddies gave Shadow wary glances.

Orophin clears his throat, making the stable boys jump. They quickly looked at Orophin and the others. The elf that was swearing paled a bit, but that was all. He was still holding his hand though.

"What's going on here?" Orophin asked. There was a hint of amusement in his voice.

The elf with the injured hand pointed at Shadow with his non-injured hand. "That, that horse bit me!"

Elrohir looked at Shadow and could see the smug look the horse had in his eyes. Elrohir just raised an eyebrow. Strange horse.

"Perhaps you did something that annoyed the horse." Rumil said. He sounded as though he was trying very hard not to laugh.

Raindul moved to the front, so that he can be seen by the other elves. "I think it would be best if you go get that hand looked at."

The younger elf shoot a glare at the horse before he stomped out of the stable to the healing house.

The other elves that were left in the stable looked at Shadow, then at each other, then back to Shadow, all at the same time. Then they quickly left the stable as well, wanting to get away from the demon-horse and still be within the borders of Lothlorien. Some of them were seriously considering going farther.

"Well, I think that it's safe so say that Shadow is feeling better then the last time we saw him." Elladan said.

"What did he look like the last time?" Raindul asked. He hadn't seen Shadow's pain, seeing as he had been knocked out from a particularly hard-hitting tree.

Orophin, seeing the twins looking uncomfortable, was the one to answer. "Shadow was in a lot of pain when they saw him. He had broken one of his legs and his back was also hurt when he fell on it. You were unconscious under a tree and, what's his name, Legolas? Yes, Legolas was a short distance off. It looked like he had skidded from the tracks on the mud."

Raindul blinked. Then blinked again. Then blinked a third time as his brain absorbed what was just said to him.

The twins looked at the captain with worry in their eyes. They didn't know how Raindul was going to take this, but hopefully it wouldn't be to bad.

"Oh." That was all Raindul said. Suddenly he smiled. "Well, at least everyone is going to be alright! I'm thirst." He then turned around and left the stable, whistling a merry tune. The others jaws dropping, but followed after him.

It was a beautiful day in Rivendell. There wasn't a single rain cloud in the sky, and everyone who had the opportunity was sitting under a tree with friends or, for the kids, running around and trying to tag each other.

Those kids didn't know that they were the ones to invent the popular game of 'tag-your-it.'

Even Erestor was outside today. He was snoozing underneath a large tree with a book in his lap. Since he had finished all his work for that day, he had decided to go out and read a nice book, being the elf he was.

But the day was to perfect and he couldn't help but fall asleep at the sound of elven children laughing and birds chirping.

Lucky him.

Glorfindel was not so lucky. He still had to finish a pile of paper work, but it was a small pile. This filled Glorfindel with hope. Hope that today might be the day that he could finally get out of his room so that he can go and enjoy the day. So he spent the next hour working nonstop.

Anyone who would have gone into his room would have saw him hunched over his desk writing like there was no tomorrow.

Finally, after all those hours of working in the night and losing some of his precious sleep and being locked in his room because of a certain advisor, Glorfindel was free of work. He would have jumped around and laughed like a lunatic, but he couldn't have that, now could he?

So, instead, he went straight outside to enjoy the day. Today there wasn't any training to be done, giving him the rest of the day to do as he wanted. He decided to head towards the garden so that he can relax.

He wasn't expecting to see Erestor there.

Glorfindel stared at the figure that was the advisor sleeping peacefully under the tree that was providing shade. Strange. I expected Erestor to spend his day in the library or studying in his room.

The fact that Erestor didn't even hear him approach was to much for Glorfindel and he couldn't help but grin as an evil idea appeared in his head.

He quickly made his way to the stable, got what he needed, then made his way to a nearby pond.

After getting what he needed from the pond, he quickly, yet quietly made his way back to the sleeping figure.

He let a couple of chuckles escape his lips as he, once again, stood in front of Erestor. "Hey Erestor!" He called out.

Erestor's eyes slowly came into focus, but before he figure out what had awaken him, he was hit in the face with water, getting his hair and most of his robe drenched.

Glorfindel exploded into laughter, holding the bucket he had gotten from the stable in one hand and holding his side with the other.

Erestor slowly brought one of his hands to his face and wiped the water off and just as slowly, stood up to face Glorfindel, his book laying forgotten on the grass.

Glorfindel had stopped laughing when Erestor just stared at him, no emotion showing on his face or in his eyes. He unconsciously swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat. Erestor had never looked at him like that, so he really didn't have any idea what was going to happen.

Instead of saying anything, Erestor just walked pass him towards the palace. He didn't even give Glorfindel a second look.

Glorfindel couldn't help the shiver that he felt run up and down his back. Was it just him or had the air suddenly gotten colder?

Many miles away, Elrond felt a similar shiver. Glorfindel must have done something stupid.

For the rest of the day, whenever Glorfindel ran into Erestor, the advisor ignored him, almost as if he didn't exist. This just made Glorfindel more nervous.

At the end of he day, he made his way to his room. He wasn't to tired, but he wanted to take an extra long bath. He stood in front of his room of a few seconds, thinking about the next day. Hopefully he wouldn't get to much work.

"Glorfindel."

Not having heard anyone behind him, Glorfindel pretty much jumped out of his skin. He quickly turned around only to come face to face with Erestor.

They stood there looking at each other. Until, that is, Erestor smiled.

"Well Glorfindel. I must admit, I didn't think that you would do something like that. I would have thought that you would try to avoid me after all those things I did to you."

Glorfindel chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

Erestor just shook his head. "Well, good night Glorfindel." He turned around and headed towards his own room, but not before Glorfindel noticed the look in his eyes. Erestor had a sly smile on his face and his eyes were shining with an mischievous glint.

Glorfindel went inside his room, and after checking every inch of his room to make sure that nothing had moved, he took his bath and went to sleep.

The following morning, sunlight lighting up the whole palace, Glorfindel got up with a smile on his face, completely forgetting everything that had happened yesterday. He did notice that his door was slightly open, but thought nothing of it.

After getting dress, he opened his door, only to have something land on his head, something brown and wet.

"ERESTOR!"

The whole realm heard the shout, but didn't know what had caused it.

In the breakfast area, Erestor continued to sip his tea, all the while smiling. Sometimes it pays off to pay attention to what the twins do.

Here is the next chapter. Hope you all enjoy it! Oh, and by the way, the brown stuff was MUD, not whatever it is that you people think!

I would also like to thank my beta, Galimeril. Thank you!