Glorfindel sighed as he watched the twins come riding up to the gateway. He knew there had to be trouble by the way Aragorn was leaning on Elrohir and Legolas was lying on Elladan's horse. He ran out to them and was surprised to see the twins and Aragorn looking as though they were fighting back tears.

" Are all of you alright?"

" We are, but Legolas..."

Aragorn held tighter to the arm that Elrohir had around his chest as his head lowered and his brown hair fell into his face.

" It is alright, Estel. It is alright, but we must tell him..."

" Tell me what?"

Glorfindel answeared in kindness, then gasped as Elladan lowered Legolas to the ground. The older elf knew then and there that Legolas had died by warg bites, some of the teeth marks of the huge animals could be seen.

" Here, Estel. Let me help you down."

The young man made no attempt to move and Glorfindel sighed. Elrohir rubbed his brother's shoulder and Aragorn lifted his head and glanced at them, when the man saw Legolas on the ground he lost his balance on the horse and if Glorfindel had not been standing there in that moment the man would've toppled onto the ground for sure. Glorfindel helped Aragorn to the ground and then stayed there beside him as the man sagged against him gasping for breath. Elrohir had gotten off his horse and made his way to his brother's side, Elladan had already kneeled down on the other side of the human his arm around him.

" Estel..."

Lord Elrond had came running out of the house when he saw his son about to topple off the horse, he kneeled in front of him and cheeked him over for any injuries. Aragorn felt too weak to protest to his father's protectiveness this time and stayed still which concerned Elrond even farther. Father and son looked into each other's eyes and Lord Elrond knew for sure that his son had suffered a grievious injury, not of the body prehaps but it was a grievious injury none the less. Rising to his feet he helped Aragorn stand up and took him towards the house calling over his shoulder,

" Take Legolas to the healing wing!"

Once inside the house Elrond took Aragorn to his room and helped him lie down. Covering him up, the elf whispered soothely as he rubbed his son's cheek tenderly.

" I will deal with this, just try to get some rest. I will send your brothers in here later."

Aragorn nodded and burried his head into his pillow shuting his eyes.