Amari Camcacil- you're from Norway? Cool. I want to go there someday.
Laure? Hmm... I not sure. I think so. What do you think? As far as the note
that Beraid put on the door I will tell you as soon as I can think of
something to put on it. If you have any ideas let me know because I'm fresh
out of humor. It all went into the skit for girl's camp.
willardanimalsrock- don't kill me! I know I promised this chappie to you three weeks ago. But as you already know life just kind of likes to mess up my plans. I still have a bump on my head from that stupid truck.
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********************************************************************* Thranduil wasted only seconds in getting to his lost son. Ignoring the fact that legolas had just killed Vero, He dropped down to his knees and wrenched the cross bow out of his hands and grabbed him in a bone breaking hug.
Legolas shook his head as struggled to get out of his fathers strong arms which were sending waves of pain down his back. He was overjoyed to see him again but the pain was too much for him.
Thranduil loosened his grip but did not let go as he felt his tiny elfling squirm. "Legolas, are you all right? Are you hurt? Oh my little Greenleaf, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything. Amin mela lle, amin mela lle." {I love you, I love you}
Legolas once again pushed his father's arms away as they still were holding on to him too tightly. His back felt like it was on fire.
Thranduil finally got the hint that legolas was in pain. He pulled legolas against him careful not to touch his back. He gently peeled his son's thin, pale blue and silver sleeping shirt off of his back. Legolas hissed as his father pulled his sleeping shirt off his back. He reached up and wrapped his arms around his father's neck, lacing his fingers in the soft, tangled hair that had fallen out of its braid.
Thranduil let out a sigh that was between sorrow and anger. He had tried so hard all of legolas's life to cause him as less pain as possible. He tried not to raise his voice or his hand to his son. With Nefiaths's help he learned that a firm voice and, once in a great while, a gentle swat to the butt, was all legolas needed to understand that he was acting up or that he was in the wrong { both of which happened rarely and most of the time behind closed doors when legolas was cranky and overtired}. But now... now Vero had taken that all away from him. Who knows what else he had done to Thranduil's precious son.
Thranduil gently put his arm under legolas's knees and stood up. Turning he discovered that the fight had ended and had resulted in a few prisoners and much death. It seemed that Valandil's warriors took things seriously. He looked back at Vero one last time and then turned and walked out of the cave. Not even sparing a look at anyone. He stopped when he reached where Elrond and his family was sitting. All looked worse for wear but seemed to be all right. By the loks of it Elrond had some bad bruises on his torso judging from the bandages but not much else, maybe a broken rib but that would heal soon... Arwen seemed happy sitting in Elladan's lap while he played some sort of number game with her. She was dirty and had bruises here and there but otherwise she looked to be just fine. Her brother Elrohir looked sleepy and was leaning heavily on his fathers shoulder. And Glorfindel was still being patched up by Curfinwe. He must have had a hard time trying to defend Arwen. He had deep gashes on his arms showing that he most likely had nothing but his bare hands to defend himself. Deep purple bruises were scattered on his body and he had a broken wrist. Thranduil knew that Glorfindel was a very experienced warrior. For him to be hurt this bad had to have meant that he was taken by surprise and was greatly outnumbered by elves just as strong as he.
None seemed to notice the woodland king standing near them. Elrohir was too sleepy and Elladan and Elrond were fussing over Arwen, who kept pushing their hands away as they tried to smooth her hair or touch her face. Thranduil stood there looking at the reunited family feeling an ache in his heart.
/ At least they have each other. They'll go home, Celebrian will throw a fit, Arwen will fussed over, and Elrond, Glorfindel, and the twins scolded and then hugged for their actions. And then as soon as it all started this will be nothing but a bad memory. Legolas will probably take months to get this behind him. And I don't even know all of what happened! Alasse, I wish you were here to help me.... But she's not. I have to help legolas get through this. Nefiath and Beraid will know what to do. I just hope that I can help my little Greenleaf. Why, oh, why are the Valar punishing him? He has done nothing, nothing, to deserve this. He is but a child, a gift from Eru. He is supposed to be an innocent, carefree, HAPPY child. But he isn't. Why? Why isn't he? /
Valandil came up behind his king and put an arm on his shoulder resting his hand on Thranduil's back just below his shoulder were legolas's head rested.
Thranduil turned to look at his captain.
Valandil motioned to the side of the clearing.
Thranduil nodded and walked over to the edge of cave where no one else sat. He gently eased himself down, setting legolas in his lap.
Thranduil opened his mouth to try to speak to his son but no words came to him that could be of help expect "amin mela lle" {I love you}
Legolas gave a shaky sigh and looked like he was about to say something but instead he just laid his head down on his fathers shoulder and wrapped his arms around him with a hand in Thranduil's blond hair rubbing it on his cheek.
"amin vesta, amin vesta tanya... tanya amin nath eller ten' iire oio lle ant' amin. Amin vesta..." {I promise, I promise that...that I will be there for you when ever you need me. I promise." Thranduil murmured in legolas's ear. "Amin hiraetha," {I'm sorry}
Thranduil realized that Valandil wasn't with him and looked up away from legolas for a minute to watch him stop Elu and start to talk to him.
"We will leave soon, get everyone ready." Valandil said as he stopped Elu on his way over to Thranduil. "Tie up the prisoners and choose a few to stay here until I can send more soldiers." h Elu nodded "I have a feeling its going to be a long week."
"A very long week" Valandil agreed. He made his way over to where his king was sitting.
"How is he?" Valandil asked looking at the shaking form in Thranduil's lap.
Thranduil gently pulled legolas's sleeping shirt off of his back.
Legolas whimpered and buried his head into his father's neck causing Thranduil to give a grunt of pain at the force his neck was pushed into with.
"Oh, ai taren, Tanya rem awra" {little prince, that must hurt.} Valandil said. He turned his head to see if Curfinwe was coming over yet. Upon seeing that he was indeed heading over to Thranduil and legolas Valandil turned his attention but to his lord.
"Has he said anything yet?" Valandil asked quietly as he knelt down.
"n'uma" {no} Thranduil said.
"Is Vero-"
"Later" Thranduil cut Valandil off not wanting to explain the real facts around Vero's death at that moment in time and especially not in front of legolas.
"How bad is he?" Curfinwe asked as he joined Thranduil and Valandil.
"Look at his back; it looks like he was beaten pretty badly." Valandil said.
"Add that to all his other injuries..." Curfinwe said under his breath as he looked down legolas's thin sleeping shirt.
"Ouch! That doest hurt." Curfinwe said "I need for you to take your shirt off so that I can make it feel better."
Legolas raised his head up to look at him and whispered "uh-uh"
"Legolas, please," Thranduil begged "you need to get medicines on your back. It will feel a whole lot better."
Legolas shook his head and laid it down on his fathers shoulder.
"Could you cut it?" Valandil said thinking of an easy way to do this.
"I guess I could." Curfinwe said.
"I think that would be the best way right now." Thranduil said. He stroked legolas's hair trying to calm him "would that be all right with you?" Legolas ever so slightly dipped his head.
"All right then," Curfinwe said as he opened his huge medical bag that had been brought from the clearing where Elladan had been found. Curfinwe had left it there not wanting to have to drag it through the woods. He drew out a knife that was suitable to cut fabric. "I'm going to only cut up the sides. That way I have room to work and the shirt can protect the bandages until we can get back home."
As the healer started to cut legolas's shirt Valandil got up.
"I'm going to check on everything" he said
Thranduil nodded his head and he continued to stroke legolas's dirty, tangled hair.
Once the shirt was cut and tucked out of the way Curfinwe grabbed a clear bottle filled with a bubbly light brown cleansing liquid that Thranduil recognized well. It was often used on battle fields to quickly clean deep scratches and such. It worked well and fast, but, it stringed terribly.
"This is going to sting legolas." Thranduil said as he tightened his hold. "A lot"
Curfinwe nodded his head in agreement before setting to the task of cleaning the elflings wounds before legolas got too restless. As he was wiping legolas's back it became apparent that he had had bandages on no to long ago. The wounds were pretty clean and showed signs of bandaging and salve. He made a mental note to tell Thranduil after things had calmed down. It was likely that Elrond had gotten his hands on some kind of medical kit and had bandaged legolas up him.
"Do you want for him to sleep on the way back?" Curfinwe asked as he rummaged through the disarrayed medical bag for a salve.
"Do you think that that is a good thing? Thranduil asked.
"I think that a restful rest is just what he needs right now. I doubt that he get it by himself."
"What are you going to give him?" Thranduil asked hoping that Curfinwe had some linden flowers with him. Beraid had given that to legolas several times in the past and it worked well. It was also much better tasting than most sleeping teas and was stronger than lavender.
"I was thinking some calendula, comfrey, and some salve for his back. I know that linden flowers work well for him as a sleep aid, and then maybe some ephedrine for his breathing. It's kind of congested in his lungs, probably from stress and panic."
"Sounds good to me" Thranduil said as he started to hum a lullaby to a fidgety legolas who was tired of his back being cold and stinging.
Once Curfinwe was finished Thranduil wrapped legolas up in his cloak and found that the horses had been gathered up.
"The wounded and prisoners I sent ahead not to long ago. A few are going to stay here for tonight until we can decide on what to do." Valandil said as he helped Elrond and Arwen get on a horse. "All we have to do is head back."
"Good, I'm ready to go home" Thranduil handed Valandil legolas so that he could swing himself up on his horse. Once he was in the saddle he reached down and took the tearful toddler out of his captain's arms and followed the remainder in the direction of home. ****************************************************************** Next chappie will be about all whom all got wounded and legolas begins his story. This I will get up soon.
willardanimalsrock- don't kill me! I know I promised this chappie to you three weeks ago. But as you already know life just kind of likes to mess up my plans. I still have a bump on my head from that stupid truck.
Elven-Star-of-Gold- that's right!
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********************************************************************* Thranduil wasted only seconds in getting to his lost son. Ignoring the fact that legolas had just killed Vero, He dropped down to his knees and wrenched the cross bow out of his hands and grabbed him in a bone breaking hug.
Legolas shook his head as struggled to get out of his fathers strong arms which were sending waves of pain down his back. He was overjoyed to see him again but the pain was too much for him.
Thranduil loosened his grip but did not let go as he felt his tiny elfling squirm. "Legolas, are you all right? Are you hurt? Oh my little Greenleaf, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything. Amin mela lle, amin mela lle." {I love you, I love you}
Legolas once again pushed his father's arms away as they still were holding on to him too tightly. His back felt like it was on fire.
Thranduil finally got the hint that legolas was in pain. He pulled legolas against him careful not to touch his back. He gently peeled his son's thin, pale blue and silver sleeping shirt off of his back. Legolas hissed as his father pulled his sleeping shirt off his back. He reached up and wrapped his arms around his father's neck, lacing his fingers in the soft, tangled hair that had fallen out of its braid.
Thranduil let out a sigh that was between sorrow and anger. He had tried so hard all of legolas's life to cause him as less pain as possible. He tried not to raise his voice or his hand to his son. With Nefiaths's help he learned that a firm voice and, once in a great while, a gentle swat to the butt, was all legolas needed to understand that he was acting up or that he was in the wrong { both of which happened rarely and most of the time behind closed doors when legolas was cranky and overtired}. But now... now Vero had taken that all away from him. Who knows what else he had done to Thranduil's precious son.
Thranduil gently put his arm under legolas's knees and stood up. Turning he discovered that the fight had ended and had resulted in a few prisoners and much death. It seemed that Valandil's warriors took things seriously. He looked back at Vero one last time and then turned and walked out of the cave. Not even sparing a look at anyone. He stopped when he reached where Elrond and his family was sitting. All looked worse for wear but seemed to be all right. By the loks of it Elrond had some bad bruises on his torso judging from the bandages but not much else, maybe a broken rib but that would heal soon... Arwen seemed happy sitting in Elladan's lap while he played some sort of number game with her. She was dirty and had bruises here and there but otherwise she looked to be just fine. Her brother Elrohir looked sleepy and was leaning heavily on his fathers shoulder. And Glorfindel was still being patched up by Curfinwe. He must have had a hard time trying to defend Arwen. He had deep gashes on his arms showing that he most likely had nothing but his bare hands to defend himself. Deep purple bruises were scattered on his body and he had a broken wrist. Thranduil knew that Glorfindel was a very experienced warrior. For him to be hurt this bad had to have meant that he was taken by surprise and was greatly outnumbered by elves just as strong as he.
None seemed to notice the woodland king standing near them. Elrohir was too sleepy and Elladan and Elrond were fussing over Arwen, who kept pushing their hands away as they tried to smooth her hair or touch her face. Thranduil stood there looking at the reunited family feeling an ache in his heart.
/ At least they have each other. They'll go home, Celebrian will throw a fit, Arwen will fussed over, and Elrond, Glorfindel, and the twins scolded and then hugged for their actions. And then as soon as it all started this will be nothing but a bad memory. Legolas will probably take months to get this behind him. And I don't even know all of what happened! Alasse, I wish you were here to help me.... But she's not. I have to help legolas get through this. Nefiath and Beraid will know what to do. I just hope that I can help my little Greenleaf. Why, oh, why are the Valar punishing him? He has done nothing, nothing, to deserve this. He is but a child, a gift from Eru. He is supposed to be an innocent, carefree, HAPPY child. But he isn't. Why? Why isn't he? /
Valandil came up behind his king and put an arm on his shoulder resting his hand on Thranduil's back just below his shoulder were legolas's head rested.
Thranduil turned to look at his captain.
Valandil motioned to the side of the clearing.
Thranduil nodded and walked over to the edge of cave where no one else sat. He gently eased himself down, setting legolas in his lap.
Thranduil opened his mouth to try to speak to his son but no words came to him that could be of help expect "amin mela lle" {I love you}
Legolas gave a shaky sigh and looked like he was about to say something but instead he just laid his head down on his fathers shoulder and wrapped his arms around him with a hand in Thranduil's blond hair rubbing it on his cheek.
"amin vesta, amin vesta tanya... tanya amin nath eller ten' iire oio lle ant' amin. Amin vesta..." {I promise, I promise that...that I will be there for you when ever you need me. I promise." Thranduil murmured in legolas's ear. "Amin hiraetha," {I'm sorry}
Thranduil realized that Valandil wasn't with him and looked up away from legolas for a minute to watch him stop Elu and start to talk to him.
"We will leave soon, get everyone ready." Valandil said as he stopped Elu on his way over to Thranduil. "Tie up the prisoners and choose a few to stay here until I can send more soldiers." h Elu nodded "I have a feeling its going to be a long week."
"A very long week" Valandil agreed. He made his way over to where his king was sitting.
"How is he?" Valandil asked looking at the shaking form in Thranduil's lap.
Thranduil gently pulled legolas's sleeping shirt off of his back.
Legolas whimpered and buried his head into his father's neck causing Thranduil to give a grunt of pain at the force his neck was pushed into with.
"Oh, ai taren, Tanya rem awra" {little prince, that must hurt.} Valandil said. He turned his head to see if Curfinwe was coming over yet. Upon seeing that he was indeed heading over to Thranduil and legolas Valandil turned his attention but to his lord.
"Has he said anything yet?" Valandil asked quietly as he knelt down.
"n'uma" {no} Thranduil said.
"Is Vero-"
"Later" Thranduil cut Valandil off not wanting to explain the real facts around Vero's death at that moment in time and especially not in front of legolas.
"How bad is he?" Curfinwe asked as he joined Thranduil and Valandil.
"Look at his back; it looks like he was beaten pretty badly." Valandil said.
"Add that to all his other injuries..." Curfinwe said under his breath as he looked down legolas's thin sleeping shirt.
"Ouch! That doest hurt." Curfinwe said "I need for you to take your shirt off so that I can make it feel better."
Legolas raised his head up to look at him and whispered "uh-uh"
"Legolas, please," Thranduil begged "you need to get medicines on your back. It will feel a whole lot better."
Legolas shook his head and laid it down on his fathers shoulder.
"Could you cut it?" Valandil said thinking of an easy way to do this.
"I guess I could." Curfinwe said.
"I think that would be the best way right now." Thranduil said. He stroked legolas's hair trying to calm him "would that be all right with you?" Legolas ever so slightly dipped his head.
"All right then," Curfinwe said as he opened his huge medical bag that had been brought from the clearing where Elladan had been found. Curfinwe had left it there not wanting to have to drag it through the woods. He drew out a knife that was suitable to cut fabric. "I'm going to only cut up the sides. That way I have room to work and the shirt can protect the bandages until we can get back home."
As the healer started to cut legolas's shirt Valandil got up.
"I'm going to check on everything" he said
Thranduil nodded his head and he continued to stroke legolas's dirty, tangled hair.
Once the shirt was cut and tucked out of the way Curfinwe grabbed a clear bottle filled with a bubbly light brown cleansing liquid that Thranduil recognized well. It was often used on battle fields to quickly clean deep scratches and such. It worked well and fast, but, it stringed terribly.
"This is going to sting legolas." Thranduil said as he tightened his hold. "A lot"
Curfinwe nodded his head in agreement before setting to the task of cleaning the elflings wounds before legolas got too restless. As he was wiping legolas's back it became apparent that he had had bandages on no to long ago. The wounds were pretty clean and showed signs of bandaging and salve. He made a mental note to tell Thranduil after things had calmed down. It was likely that Elrond had gotten his hands on some kind of medical kit and had bandaged legolas up him.
"Do you want for him to sleep on the way back?" Curfinwe asked as he rummaged through the disarrayed medical bag for a salve.
"Do you think that that is a good thing? Thranduil asked.
"I think that a restful rest is just what he needs right now. I doubt that he get it by himself."
"What are you going to give him?" Thranduil asked hoping that Curfinwe had some linden flowers with him. Beraid had given that to legolas several times in the past and it worked well. It was also much better tasting than most sleeping teas and was stronger than lavender.
"I was thinking some calendula, comfrey, and some salve for his back. I know that linden flowers work well for him as a sleep aid, and then maybe some ephedrine for his breathing. It's kind of congested in his lungs, probably from stress and panic."
"Sounds good to me" Thranduil said as he started to hum a lullaby to a fidgety legolas who was tired of his back being cold and stinging.
Once Curfinwe was finished Thranduil wrapped legolas up in his cloak and found that the horses had been gathered up.
"The wounded and prisoners I sent ahead not to long ago. A few are going to stay here for tonight until we can decide on what to do." Valandil said as he helped Elrond and Arwen get on a horse. "All we have to do is head back."
"Good, I'm ready to go home" Thranduil handed Valandil legolas so that he could swing himself up on his horse. Once he was in the saddle he reached down and took the tearful toddler out of his captain's arms and followed the remainder in the direction of home. ****************************************************************** Next chappie will be about all whom all got wounded and legolas begins his story. This I will get up soon.