Hello everybody! Waves. I've finally updated! Lol. So here is another chapter about poor lickle Legolas being stuck indoors all day. You have to feel sorry for him!

AND!

Is there anyone here who likes role-playing sites? You know the ones, where you can be a student at Hogwarts or a shape-shifter frm X-Men? Well, I've done a LotR one. The link is in my bio (it won't show up on here! Pout.) But if you would take a look...you can be an Elf or a Hobbit etc.It's just started up, and if anyone would like to just maybe take a look... Anyways, just see what you think. Thanks!

Faerlain

Tiara Shin – I've finally continued! Sorry it took me so long to update, but I am up to my ears in coursework! Bless Leggy, talking away to himself! Cuddles. I love him! And Orcs are just meanies! Hope you and Haldy are ok. Both wave back. Thanks for reviewing.

Rayame325 – Ah, the compass…that comes in later on. Legolas has the best sense of humour lol! I can just picture him perfectly, sitting moodily in bed with an adorable little pout on his face as he mutters to himself whilst healers bustle around him. Heh heh. Thanks for reviewing.

Elerrina – I'm so sorry it took me so long to update again! I really am getting rather terrible at this. At least you have a job! I am still unemployed. Tear. Dammit! And with Xmas coming up…meh. And Legolas is not allowed any wine yet! Teehee. Thanks for reviewing.

KerowynGreenleaf – I updated! At long last. Leggy is adorable! Thanks for reviewing.

Chapter 7: So Loved

Nauralad had to laugh. Her brother looked so annoyed, so discontented with staying indoors all the time. She tried to ignore his glares as she applied some herbal cream to the rapidly healing wound, but his eyes were so intense, she couldn't help but keep glancing up.

"Legolas, please do not look at me in that way," she said, straightening up.

"I want to get up."

"Well you can't. Not yet, you're not strong enough."

"But I am so bored!"

"Aren't we all?" She reached over and grabbed a bandage. As she wrapped it around him, she carried on talking. "If you even try and stand up, you'll collapse straight away."

"How do you know that?"

"I've seen it before. Believe it or not, the poison is still affecting you."

"I can't feel anything."

She scowled at him. "Just listen to me for a second would you?" She tied it, grinning as he winced. "Serves you right. It's not entirely out of your system. There isn't enough to kill you, but it has weakened you considerably. I will not risk you breaking a leg just to go for a quick stroll."

He sighed and folded his arms. "Not even if you helped me?"

She shook her head and sat down beside him, taking hold of his hand. "I'm sorry Legs, but it really can't be helped. Soon, I promise, you'll be back on your feet. But you'll have to take it easy."

"I'm not that sort of person Nauralad. You know I'm not."

She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Just a week or so more. Surely you'd rather be up and about strong and as you were before, rather than relying on me or someone else to help you hobble along?" She got to her feet. "I've just got to pop next door and check on a few others."

"Ah yes, this scout…"

"Just a small ambush, nothing major. They're all going to be fine. I'll be back in a bit."

Once again, Legolas was left to his own devices. He propped himself up against the pillows and started gloomily out of the window. The Sun was beating down, and he knew most people would be down swimming in the water, jumping from the waterfalls and having a good time in general.

And he wasn't able to take part.

He reached over and grabbed hold of the book he had been reading. It had felt like years since he had picked up a decent book and read it properly, and he had forgotten how quickly the hours could pass by once you were absorbed in the story. So he was trying his best to get absorbed for hours.

Lalaith hurried along the worn gravel path, tripping over the hem of her dress as she scrambled to get away from her captors…

"Typical Esgalloth story," he muttered, throwing it down on the bedcovers. Sighing again, he looked at the patterns of the wall ofthe room, following the vine décor with his eyes around and across the walls. He still wasn't back in his own room, and he wasn't particularly keen on this one. He would much prefer to be back in his 'tip' as his parents called it.

It wasn't his fault if he never had time to tidy it up!

He smiled as he envisaged his father going on at him again for leaving his room so messy. Thranduil was rather amusing when he was angry about such trivial things, and he was one to talk! The desk in his study was never tidy. He always had to shift some piece of paper or another to make room for something else. At least Legolas was organised. In his own way.

Just to be annoying, he almost rang the small bell his mother had given him if he needed her. But he quickly changed his mind. If he did it too much, she'd take it away permanently. And he liked his bell. It made a nice sound.

"Oh please," he scolded himself. "It's a bloody bell."

He paused.

"Oh Gods, I'm talking to myself. This is not good."

Another pause.

"I'm bored. I need someone to talk to."

More silence.

"Tum te tum."

He started drumming his fingers on the bedcovers.

"Nothing to do…no one to see…nowhere to be…bored, bored, bored."

He looked around again.

"Does anyone want to come and see the invalid? No? Damn you."

He fixed his gaze on the door.

"Open…open…open…why am I talking to a door?"

Silence.

"Open…"

He almost jumped out of his skin when it did open.

"Bloody hell!"

Ladrenîl raised an eyebrow. "What did I do?"

Legolas slumped back against the pillows. "You missed a great show."

"Pardon?"

"I was chatting happily away to myself, willing the door to open, and it did."

"That would have been me brother dear."

"I know, but it was scary."

"Hmm." He came and sat beside his younger brother, and Legolas immediately leant against him. "Legs?"

"I'm bored and lonely."

Ladrenîl laughed and enfolded him in a tight hug. "I love you too Legs. Now, I figured you would be bored, so I have come to see you."

"You bring anything?"

"Yes actually. Great news."

"Hit me with it."

Ladrenîl made himself more comfortable. "I have just spent the last five minutes on my knees, begging our lovely sister to let me take you out."

"Nauralad?"

"The very same."

"And…?"

"She said as long as we're careful, I can take you outside…"

"I LOVE YOU!"

Ladrenîl laughed, accepting his brother's ferocious hug. "I thought you might. So let's get you up and dressed."

Legolas bit his lip. "I haven't been on my feet for…a long time."

"Well I'm here to help." He slipped back off the bed. "Up you get."

He helped the younger Prince out of bed and onto his feet. Legolas was gripping his shoulders for dear life, laughing as he did so. "This is so amusing."

"For you maybe."

With quite a bit of help from his brother, Legolas managed to get dressed, and tried walking around the room. "This feels so unbelievably odd…"

Ladrenîl chuckled as he watched from the end of the bed. "It's good to see you back on your feet at long last."

"It's good to be back up again. Come on, let's go!" He headed for the door.

"Not so fast little brother." He went and stood in front of him. "Remember what Nauralad said. You've got to go careful."

"'Ren, I'm not stupid. And I'm not that badly injured either, so stop worrying. Please, just take me outside. I'm dying in here." He smiled pleadingly. "Legolas needs fresh air."

Ladrenîl laughed. "How can I resist when you pull that face? Come on then."

Arms linked, they walked down the corridor together. Everyone they met stopped to greet Legolas, and he returned them with a smile. He was so happy to finally be out of that room, he couldn't stop grinning.

Eventually they reached the main staircase, and as they drew nearer the doors, Legolas started pulling his brother along. Ladrenîl just laughed and let himself be led.

Once out in the sunshine, Legolas paused for a moment. Ladrenîl stood behind him, one hand protectively on his arm. "Come on then," he urged. "Let's go for this walk you're so desperate for."

They laughed and ran down through the courtyard together. People stopped what they were doing to watch the pair with faint amusement, discussing amongst themselves how good it was to see Legolas out and about again. There were many smiles and waves again.

The two Princes ran on, and then Legolas swerved into the stables. "I have to see my horse!"

Ladrenîl followed, and smiled when he saw Legolas gleefully petting the giant stallion, who was snorting happily at all the attention he was receiving. He leant against a nearby pen door until his brother had finished, and then they went back outside.

"I have all my energy back," Legolas told him as they wandered along.

"Not really. You're still weak Legs."

"But I don't feel it."

"Let's just not risk anything. I'd rather you didn't collapse or pass out on me, ok?"

Legolas chuckled. "Very well. I'm just glad you got me out of there. I've been inside far too long. I need to walk, I need to ride…I need to practice my archery. Those skills will have gone down the drain over the past few weeks. I have so much to catch up on."

"And you have all the time in the world to do it. So don't go over the top."

"But I don't have forever. I'm going to have to get back into a normal routine sooner or later. And that means back out on border."

"Legs…"

"No 'Ren, I'm being serious now. I've got to go back out there one day. And the sooner the better I think."

Ladrenîl sighed, and put his arm round Legolas' shoulders. "If you insist little brother. But you do realise I'll be with you every step of the way."

"I should bloody hope so too. I hate being out on border without you to watch my back. And to keep me company of course. It isn't the same without you there."

"I feel so loved all of a sudden."

"You are big brother." He grinned. "You most definitely are."

Sorry it's a rather short chapter, but at least he's up and walking again! I have to go cos it's quite late and I have a parade tomorrow. Groans. So see you all later!

Faerlain