The next day Lord Elrond found Aragorn working hard, but carefully on a piece of stone. The elf watched as his son continued to brush of the flakes and then went back to what he was doing, Slowly the stone began to take the shape of a grave marker but it wasn't just any grave marker it was made to look like a melorn leaf. Aragorn's eyes began to sting and he put down the tools he had been using and closed his eyes, Elrond softly touched his son's shoulder.
" That is a lovely thing you are making, Estel."
Aragorn opened his eyes and turned to Elrond. The elf gently held his son's chin and looked into his eyes feeling concern for the man.
" It should be ready in a couple more mintues."
" Estel, are you sure you feel up to this?"
Aragorn nodded even as his vision began to wavier. Lord Elrond pulled him close and the man silently laid his head on the elf's arm tired of all the feelings that where going through him.
" What would you like me to do, son?"
" Just hold me right now."
The man whispered thickly and Elrond did simply that. Aragorn closed his eyes as tears slipped down his cheeks. The elf rubbed his son's back as he looked over at the grave marker again and read what it said to himself.
Legolas greenleaf
prince of mirkwood
Never forgotten,
Friend
Brother
and so much more
loved and missed by all
Rest in peace,
Mellon nin
" He really was, Estel."
Elrond whispered softly in tears himself, Aragorn burried his face into the elf's shirt sleave and wept even harder knowing what Elrond was refering to.
" Legolas saved me, Ada!"
" Yes. I'm sorry we lost him though."
" He was my best friend!"
Lord Elrond gently shushed him contineing to hold him close.