Galadriel led Aragorn and Legolas to the felt upon which resided their healing house. He laid Legolas on the bed as two elvish healers quickly came over, assessing their new patient. Aragorn couldn't help hovering, watching everything that they did to his friend. "Fear not for him," Galadriel said. Aragorn smiled slightly, but continued to watch, all the same. The feel of a soft bed underneath his body felt incredible, to Legolas. The bruises on his back protested him lying on them, but after shifting slightly, they felt better. He didn't realize that he's started to size off until hands suddenly started opening his tunic. He quickly woke and unfortunately remained awake through the healer's ministrations.
When they finally finished, Legolas started to doze off again. The healer's started putting things away, and he heard Aragorn sit beside the bed. Galadriel grabbed one of the healer's arms and said something to him. The Elf nodded, and both healer's left. The door didn't close, for the rest of the Fellowship then entered. When the hobbits saw Legolas, they gasped and made to rush to the bed, but Boromir made a 'shh' sound and they walked more quietly. "Is he alright, Strider?" Pippin whispered.
Legolas opened his eyes and looked at the young hobbit. "Aye, Pippin, I am. Worry not." Pippin smiled. The door open again and the healers returned with cots that they placed in the room. "Rest," said Galadriel. "You have had a trying journey that gas not yet ended. Stay with us until you are healed in body," she looked at Legolas, "and in mind," she to Frodo. Everyone smiled and lay on the cots, grateful to be sleeping on something soft. Aragorn laid on the bed beside Legolas, wanting to keep a healer's eye on him. "Sleep," said Galadriel. "I will not let no one disturb you." With that, she left. Aragorn propped himself up on an elbow, looking at his friend. "Are you alright?" He whispered. Legolas nodded, smiling slightly. "Just fine, Estel. Sleep." Aragorn nodded, giving a sigh of contentment as he closed his eyes.
Dispute his injured state, Legolas wasn't the first person to fall asleep. He lay there enjoying the peace of Lothlórien, wondering if the other members of the Fellowship not being elves were able to feel as he could. When he drifted off into slumber, it was with the relief that for now, at that moment, everyone was safe.
The End.
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