I am trying to update regularly and without making you all wait too long, but school is very demanding at the moment. I need to pass the coarse that I am taking now, otherwise I may not continue. So recently I have been working terribly hard to be able to hand in all my assignments on time. But here it is a new chapter. I hope you will enjoy it.

Disclaimer: Lord of the Rings is not mine. It belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien.

CHAPTER FOUR

For a split second Elladan and Elrohir were looking at Legolas as if they did not know what to do. Both a little dazed from what had just happened, Elladan was the first to react.

"Elrohir, get my pack, I need some of the herbs and bandages to help Legolas."

Elrohir ran back to their horses that had been hiding from the orcs. He quickly checked for injuries, but when he did not see any he returned to his brother.

Elladan was trying to stop the bleeding and his twin handed him a piece of cloth to put some extra pressure on the wound. To their relief the bleeding slowed down. Elrohir searched his pack for Athelas to put on the wound to make sure it would not become infected.

With the two of them they bound the wound and moved on to take a look at Legolas' head injury.

"He'll have a terrible headache when he wakes, but the wound itself does not look too bad."

Elrohir cleaned the wound with water and Athelas and bound it, while Elladan took a first look at what was probably Legolas' worst injury, his legs. Elladan placed his hand on Legolas' left leg. Slowly feeling if the bone was broken. He felt two fractures, which he could put back into place with his brother's help.

"And… how bad is it?" Elrohir asked.

"I need your help with his left leg, there are two fractures and the bone needs to be reset. We can't do much for the other leg. We'll have to wait until we are back home and let ada treat it."

Elrohir nodded in agreement. They could not do anything about the open fracture. The bone was visible through the skin and did not want to put Legolas in any more danger than he already was.

Elrohir immobilised Legolas' legs with a splint. They could not carry Legolas with them on one of their horses, so they made a stretcher. It would slow their journey, but they did not dare to risk more damage to his legs. When they had checked all his wounds, they lifted the stretcher and went on their way.

The sun was shining and the forest looked beautiful. It was a peaceful journey, with nothing more than the chirping of birds and the sound of the horses following the elves. They hoped to reach Imladris within one and a half day. Elrohir and Elladan were quiet for most of the day. They made frequent stops to check if their friend was all right.

With the sun setting in the sky, the twins decided they had walked long enough for one day.

"If we start out early in the morning again, we might reach ada a little earlier than planned."

"Well, that's good. But what actually worries me is that Legolas has not woken up yet," Elrohir said, "His head injury did not look so bad..." He let his voice trail off. He did not dare think about the possibility of Legolas never waking up.

His brother understood his fears and placed an arm around Elrohir's shoulder. "Don't worry, tomorrow we'll be home."

Back at home, Lord Elrond was busy sorting out all sorts of papers and he had to make preparations for a delegation of Loth Lordien elves that would arrive somewhere during the day.

When he was almost finished with reading through the documents Estel burst into the room. He had a big smile on his face and he almost seemed to glow.

"Ada will you teach me some more today?"

Elrond smiled at his son's enthusiasm. He knew that Estel really enjoyed his healing lessons.

Elrond also knew that they would be needed in the future. For he had seen in his visions. Yet he knew the future could change, but many years from now Estel might do great things.

"I am sorry Estel, but this evening a delegation of Loth Lorien elves will arrive and there is so much left to do."

Estel had heard stories about Lorien. He knew that Elrond's daughter lived there with her grandparents. Estel hoped that he could finally meet Elrond's other daughter, because he enjoyed being with the twins. So secretly he had imagined her to be as nice as the twins. Yet he did not dare ask Elrond if she was coming to Imladris.

Elrond continued: "Maybe you want to help me with some of the preparations. I was thinking of asking one of the maids to put some flowers in the bedrooms, and maybe you would like to help her?"

"Yes, I'd love to."

With the twins being gone, Estel was willing to do almost anything. It was rather boring to be in Imladris without the Elladan and Elrohir. Elrond knew this and therefore tried to provide some distractions for Estel. Elrond took him downstairs, where the preparations for the evening's banquet were up and running.

Estel went with one of the maids to help her, while Elrond was in the hall giving orders to some elves.

Later that day the Lorien delegation arrived. Estel was nervous, mostly because he hoped Arwen would be there, but also because he knew all these elves were important and he knew he had to behave appropriately.

Elrond was wishing everyone a warm welcome and leading the elves to the great hall where dinner would be served. Estel was watching the elves with great curiosity and wondering who they were. He was looking if he could spot a feminine elf that might be Arwen, but he soon learned that his quest was in vain. When overhearing a conversation between Elrond and a Lorien elf, he found out that Arwen was not present.

"My Lord, Arwen wrote you a letter."

"Thank you, Echtal".

"There something else, Lord Elrond. When we were travelling across the border of Imladris the trees were warning us for danger. The atmosphere seemed darker and was filled with tension. Just a minute later it started raining and after a while the tension seemed to slowly fade away."

Estel saw the worried expression on Elrond's face and Estel immediately thought of Elladan and Elrohir. They were on a trip with one of their friends and where travelling through the forest. He hoped they were alright and thought of his favourite elf Caleb. He hoped they were just as good as Caleb was in his stories. Fighting their way out of dangerous situations.

To be continued...

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See you at chapter five ; )