Strongbow
Chapter 3, The Truth Revealed
Legolas arrived in Mirkwood's halls a week later. His father was overjoyed to see him, as predicted. Try as he might, Legolas could not forget the beautiful face and gentle hands, that had healed and helped him.
"What troubles you ion nin?" asked Thranduil as he watched Legolas pace.
"There was an ellon who helped me. He was silver haired and green eyed. Cuthalion, he named himself. He asked me to forget about him, but I can not. He was so sad all the time Ada. And he cut himself. He told me such sad things about his life Ada. And when I asked him to come here with me he said he had dealings with woodland kings no longer."
"What sad things did he tell you?" asked Thranduil, now he himself troubled.
"He told me he once had a mortal friend that he loved more than his own life. One day, in confusion, this friend wounded Cuthalion badly, and the friend thought him dead. The friend later killed himself after doing many bad deeds that could have been prevented if Cuthalion had only shown himself. He said that they called him truest of friends, but it was not so. On his walls were beautiful paintings of a woodland Adar. Can you read this puzzle?"
"Alas I think I can. Good Valar." said the king as he sat down heavily. "Beleg Cuthalion yet lives. This is news indeed." he murmured.
"Who?" asked Legolas curiously.
"Beleg Cuthalion. The greatest archer in history. Called truest of friends to Turin Turambar, by whom he was supposedly slain. He was a Marchwarden of Doriath, where I grew up. Did he carry a black yew bow?"
"Yes. He is harming himself Ada. He cuts his wrists." Legolas said solemnly.
"I can do nothing about that ion nin. And since he told you naught, then he does not wish to be recognized. We will leave him be…for now."
A/N: sorry I made Beleg emo. Fyi, I love Beleg. That's why I brought him back. R&R