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Chapter 4: Wanted: Dead or Alive – Gimli

Gimli hurried outside the cave searching for Legolas who disappeared somewhere leaving him alone.

"Legolas," he called; but there was no sign of the prince. "Legolas, where are you?" he called again.

All he received from the elves were glares. He could see the hatred in their eyes, and had no idea why they hated him so much; and what he had done to deserve it. He walked deep into the forest, and could sense the elves watching him, stalking him, jumping from one branch to the next.

"Legolas," he called again, his voice shimmering in panic. After all, he was lost in the elves' homeland. To be precise, his biggest enemy's home, as his father told him. "Legolas."

He could hear whistles, and his name being called. The last thing he remembered was someone pushing him away; then all he could see was darkness.

Prince Legolas lay on Gimli, as the arrows that were meant for the dwarf had hit and rained upon him instead. .

Blood was dripping from his body like water. That is what had awoken Gimli; the scent and wetness of his friend's blood.

Gimli tried to move, but found it difficult as a heavy body sat on him. Luckily for him, the guards hurried his way, moving Legolas away from him.

"Legolas, what have you done?" Gimli asked his unconscious friend.

"Go. Tell the king what happened. He deserves to know," the guards spoke to each other. But they did not see the dwarf walking toward the cave to face the king, while leaving his bleeding friend behind.

Gimli walked inside the cave, and noted the frown marked on Thranduil's face.

"Did you expect to kill me, King Thranduil?" Gimli asked, noticing the heavy sigh that came from the king. "Because as you see, I am still alive. Your son pushed me out of the way and saved my life."

"Legolas and I could tell that we changed to you since we became friends, but there is no reason for you to order your guards to kill me. I committed no crime as Legolas is the one that invited me to this place," Gimli added after a moment of silence.

"Are you implying that my guards shot Legolas?" Thranduil asked. Gimli nodded before he repeated his words.

"They meant to kill me, and your son pushed me out of the way. So my answer is – yes."

Thranduil could feel tears in his eyes. He came to the decision that perhaps it would be a good time for peace between them. He knew it would be hard to overcome, but because he ordered the guards to kill the dwarf, he was actually the one responsible for his son getting hurt, and he just couldn't live with the fact that his son might be dead by his own hands.

"Is… is… my son… dead?" Thranduil asked in tears, not wishing to know if it were true.

"I do not know your Majesty. I left him with your guards as I felt the need to speak with you first. But I do hope that he is among the living so I can kill him myself," Gimli replied and grinned at the king.

"You will have to wait your turn, Gimli, son of Glóin." Thranduil grinned and waited for him near the exit.

"Aye, your son is in for trouble," Gimli grinned and follow the king outside.

TBC...