Soon King Thranduil arrived at Rivendell with Mora, they gave each other a sad glance as Lord Elrond came out of the house to meet them. He silently lead them into the house and the servents took their packs from them. Elrond lead them to the healing wing and opened the door.
" Where is my son?"
Thranduil asked and Elrond lead him and Mora to a bed on the farside of the room out of the hustle and bustle of the main room. Elrond pulled the blanket from Legolas' face and geastured for them to come closer. King Thranduil closed his eyes at the sight of his son and Elrond put a comforting hand on his shoudler.
" Aragorn did all he could do..."
Thranduil nodded unable to speak. He opened his eyes again and gently ran his fingers down his son's pale cheek. Mora watched this with silence, after Thranduil stepped back Mora lead him from the room as Lord Elrond covered Legolas' face again. Thranduil leaned aganist Mora for support as the younger elf took him down the hall to the extra guest room, Once in the room the older elf sank onto the bed.
" I'll be back to check on you later, Mellon nin."
Mora said and the older elf just nodded. Mora walked out of the room closeing the door behind him as Thranduil stared after him in sorrow.