Chapter 11: The Search Begins
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"Oh, I see that the little elfling is awake" Duirellon said.
"Leave him alone!"
"You have no right to have us here like your prisoners!"
"Release us!"
The twins once again started shouting at Duirellon. How could they forget the horrible things that happened a long time ago, and Duirellon was the one behind it all. Their father had almost been killed.
Flashback
"Ada!" both twins screamed, upon seeing their father fall on his desk, with a dagger protruding from his back. They had just entered upon hearing the sound of a sword or knife taken out of a scabbard.
Apparently their father had been taken by surprise.
Glorfindel, upon hearing the twins yell, ran at full speed to see what the problem was. He gasped when he saw Elrond, unconscious.
Legolas had just arrived, and Glorfindel send him for the healer. Glorfindel ran forward, and inspected the wound. It looked deep, but it had missed all important muscles and organs. He grabbed the handle, and yanked it out of Elrond's back.
He tried to stop the bleeding with his own cloak, but it was seeping out heavily from the wound. Elladan and Elrohir could only stare in horror as their father slowly bled to death.
Erestor arrived a few moments later. He noticed Elladan and Elrohir, and went to them. He wrapped an arm around each twin and led them out of the room. Legolas had told him what had happened, and he came to help the twins.
"Come, there's no need to see this, let's take a walk in the gardens" and he led them out.
Meanwhile Legolas had returned with the healer, and now he was tending Elrond. They took him to the Houses if Healing, where after a time he got well, and luckily he knew who the culprit was. It had been Duirellon.
He then left Rivendell, never to return again.
End Flashback
Now after all that had happened to their Ada, this Elf still wanted revenge, but it was neither the twins nor Lord Elrond's fault.
After the passing of their naneth into the West, the twins decided to kill and hunt orcs. One time there were greatly outnumbered, and so they decided to return for warriors as the orcs were rather close to Rivendell.
Among the warriors who left Rivendell, was Duirellon's brother, as well as Duirellon himself.
The battle was long, and Duirellon was injured, as well as his brother. They brought the brothers among all the others injured into the houses of Healing, but it was too late for his brother, and Duirellon from that battle got his right ear slashed across the top.
Afterwards, he blamed it on Elrond for not saving his brother, but no matter how many times Elrond tried to explain, Duirellon simply would not hear. His brother's injuries had been many, and some of them were also poisoned, so there wasn't much that Elrond could do.
He had also put part of the blame on the twins, because they were the ones who had return for warriors, and now he had found his way to harm the twins and their father as well.
He took a look at his three prisoners, and start kicking Elladan. Elrohir felt helpless, he could tell that his brother was in pain, he could feel it through their bond. But he couldn't do anything to help him.
"Daro! Saes! Daro!" Elrohir kept yelling.
"Stop! You have no right to hurt them! They had done nothing to you!" Legolas said.
At this Duirellon stopped, and gaze at him "Are you sure, princeling? I believe they had done enough to deserve this" He said, and Elladan took that time to regain his breathing. Now Duirellon turned to Legolas, whipped him once, and then he kick him in the ribs.
Legolas' breath was pushed out of his lungs, and it brought his ribs on pain. He tried to double over, but the ropes holding him to the column would not permit it.
The welts in his back also protested at the sudden hit they also took against the column.
Duirellon kicked him again, and then he left. Legolas this time gasped out in pain and surprise. His lungs were regaining some air after the first kick, and now they were deprived of air again. He could not breathe, and each time he tried his ribs broke on fire.
With that Duirellon left, and left the helpless twins watching as their friend suffered, and Legolas struggling to regain his breath.
"Elrond, we could follow their trail out of Rivendell, and see where it leads. Don't worry, I am sure that they are going to be fine" Glorfindel tried to reassure his friend.
"Yes, they are going to be fine, and Estel only wanted to see his friend, so he followed his brothers. I'll go and tell the stable Master to ready your horses" Erestor said.
"I'll go and summon as much warriors as I can. Meanwhile you can go and get ready" Glorfindel said, and both depart.
Some while later, Elrond appeared near the entrance of the House, wearing his ridding attire, with a sword in his belt.
Erestor met with him there, and said "The horses are ready mellon-nín"
"Thank you mellon-nín. You are in charge until I return" and with that he went to where Glorfindel was waiting for him with another eight warriors.
He mounted his horse, and led the party out of the gates. Soon they found the twins' tracks on their horses, but there was also a fourth set of horse prints, only that this were smaller.
The three tracks belonged to the twins' horses and Rochmith, and the forth one, Elrond realized with horror, belong to a little pony.
TBC...
Translations:
Ada: father, dad
Naneth: mother
Daro: stop
Saes: please
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