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Chapter Six

Ensnared Insurgence

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Legolas looked around at the crowded entrance hall and wondered what on earth could possibly be going on.

There were men gathered all around a man and a slave, who was bruised and bleeding, and was chained hand and foot. Legolas drew near the crowd, and heard some of the lord talking about the northern rebellion…

He started, and looked back at the elf in the chains…he felt his jaw drop.

It was the other twin, and he wore the livery and insignia of the rebel leaders from the Northern Mountains. Legolas instinctively put his hand on his right shoulder, as if he was trying to hide something that was not there. He knew immediately he had to keep this elf out of the wrong hands.

"Is there anything wrong?" asked Aragorn coming up behind Legolas, and looking at him strangely.

"Yes, but perhaps you could help…" he showed Aragorn the elf, who kneeled on the floor, looking as if he would die or kill every last person that stood over him, whichever came first.

Aragorn simply nodded, and stepped forward, speaking with the elf's owner briefly. After a few moments a transaction seemed to be made, and he motioned Legolas over.

"Inzil, take him back to quarters and get the others to help you fix him up."

The other elf looked groggily up at him, trying to focus on who he was looking at…his eyes went wide, and he began to say something, but Legolas silenced him with a look. The other elf nodded slightly, then looked back down at the ground.

"Yes, my lord, right away."

He bent down and undid the chains on his feet and helped the other twin to his feet, and then the pair lurched off down the hall together, towards Aragorn's apartments.

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Haldir could barley believe his eyes when Legolas came stumbling in, practically dragging a greatly abused elf behind him.

"Help me with him." Legolas said, nodding towards the half conscious being on his shoulder.

Haldir was there in a flash calling to Arwen and Remrethriel as he helped Legolas get the poor creature into a chair.

The elf opened his eyes and looked at both of them drunkenly for a moment. Then his eyes went wide, and he took a deep, stunned breath.

("By the Valar, I've found you. I've found you both.")

Haldir looked up quizzically at Legolas, who shifted the elf so he could see the silver gold butterfly insignia on his shoulder. Haldir looked at the insignia, quite shocked. He had never thought in all his years, he would ever see that insignia again.

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Aragorn was puzzled as to who the young elf was. Inzil had seemed almost frightened when he had come to ask what was the matter with him.

He walked into his apartments and absent-mindedly rang the bell for Inzil as he did.

"Yes my lord?"

Aragorn looked up, startled.

"You actually came."

"Was I not supposed to my lord?"

"No, it's the fact that you were supposed to that surprises me."

Inzil grinned embarrassedly, and rubbed the back of his head.

"Was there anything you needed?"

"Yes, did you discover the identity of the new one?"

Inzil paused for a moment; the same strange look passing over his face as when he first saw the creature.

"No my lord, nothing except that he is the other twin, my friends twin."

"Well that is very interesting."

"Why my lord?"

"Because the Barater, the dealer, told me that that particular slave was unprocurable."

He sat down behind his study desk, fingers steepled before his now somber face. "Do you know what that means?"

"No my lord."

"It means, Inzil, that you do know who he is, beyond his identity. As do I. But, personally, I would much rather hear the truth from you."

Inzil's mouth became a set line, but a sad look was in his eyes, quite contradicting the stern look on his face.

"I am sorry, my lord, truly, but I have no idea what you are talking about."

Aragorn sighed, rubbing his temples as he did.

"Very well Inzil, go back to tending him, and please make sure he is well healed."

He bowed, acquiescing to his request, and left rather hastily.

Aragorn was perturbed. He didn't know why Inzil was lying to him about this rebel from the north, but he intended to soon find out.

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Legolas was ready to panic when he reentered the slave quarters, and was even further startled to find that the twin was gone, along with Haldir. He felt his heart flutter for a moment until he saw Haldir and Remrethriel tending to him in a previously unoccupied room. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and then went to Haldir.

"What is the matter my friend? You look as if you have seen a ghost." Said Haldir with a smile.

"He knows who he is."

"What?"

"Aragorn. He knows who the twin is, knows where he is from."

"What!"

"Yes…and if pressed for information, he could end up giving him our ranks."

Haldir turned to the twin, practically pushing Remrethriel out of his way.

"You, rebel, you know who we are?"

The rebel nodded.

"Then do you swear to tell no one, absolutely no one, of who we are?"

"I swear on my life, and the life of my brother, be he dead or alive."

Haldir stared at him for a moment, then nodded, turning back to Legolas.

"I believe him. He will not tell anyone of who we are."

Legolas nodded, still nervous about the fact that Aragorn knew the new boy was a rebel. He turned around and went into his room, shutting the door behind him. He paced back and forth for a moment, then half yelled, half growled before flopping down on his bed, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his hands.

For some odd reason he hated lying to Aragorn.

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Aragorn sat contemplating the rebel when a message came from his father, telling him that in a day's time, he was to leave on a diplomatic mission to the Rohan. He paused for a moment. This could be his major opportunity to test the loyalty of Inzil to him. The Rohan was dangerously close to the reported headquarters of the elven rebellion.

Aragorn smiled to himself, a plan already formulating in his mind…

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