A/N: Hey guys! I hurried and here is an update! This was not beta-read because it is still a present, so I apologize for my mistakes (both grammar and spelling).

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"Elladan, hurry, come with me." Elrohir came in the room. He was breathless and had a concerned look on his face.

Elladan got up and looked at Elrohir, who was normally the calmer one of the two but he seemed really worried. He asked:

"What happened? You seem really upset."

"I think father is not well.-"

"What?Why do you think that?",interrupted Elladan. Polite or not, Elladan wasn't patient when something happened with the once he loved

"I was going to tell you, before you interrupted me! Father is very pale, he shivers since he entered the great hall and he sways slightly on his feet, but he won't admit that he feels bad, he says he has probably worked too much and requires some rest but I don't believe him. We have seen him very tired before and this was totally different from how he is now. Every idiot could see that he is bad, father is a master at hiding his emotions but he felt never bad enough to not hide his pain. But I can easily see the pain on his face!"

Nuriel looked confused at Elladan. She had seen his dad before but who was this other elf. They looked alike but she could see tiny differences between them: Elrohir was skinnier than Elladan, who had more muscles. But she still didn't know anything about their father, so she asked:

"Who exactly is your father? I know his name is Elrond but I think there is more to that. Everyone seemed to respect you and heeds your commands, Elrohir can run into my room without being chased out again, your father must be a beloved man."

Elladan smiled slightly:"Our father is Elrond Peredhel, the lord from Imladris or Rivendell. He is one of the wisest elves remaining in Middle earth and he is a great healer. But it seems he needs some healing now,"He turned to Elrohir again:

"Does mother already know of fathers illness?"

"No she doesn't but Erestor is on there way to our parents' champers to tell her. I hope she can convince father to rest. She probably will pull him into bed and doesn't let him out until he is well again."

They laughed quietly and left the room. Nuriel laid down again and was soon fast asleep.

Elrond didn't knew what was happening with him, he was terrible dizzy, he felt very close to fainting, his whole body shivered and he had a feeling he was going to be sick soon. He would go to this rooms, lay down and sleep until he was well again but he couldn't do that because he was to exhausted to reach his rooms. It was certain he would collapse on his way there.

He looked to Erestor, Glorfindel and Celebrian, who entered the hall and looked at him with concern in their eyes. Celebrian ran towards him and asked:

"Elrond, my love, are you alright? Erestor said you are sick and I think you look rather unwell too. Come on, I'll bring you to our chambers now. Stand up and come with me, don't make it so difficult for me, you need to lay down and rest."

She began to pull him upright but Elrond protested:

"I can't...stand...too dizzy...will faint."

Celebrian understood what he meant and walked to Glorfindel, who stood nearby and asked him:

"Glorfindel, would you please bring Elrond to our rooms? He is too weak to walk there by himself and said he would probably faint on the way."

Glorfindel nodded, went to Elrond and picked him up. His head laid heavily against his shoulder. It went quiet in the hall the second Glorfindel stood and walked towards the door. Every elf was terrified to see their lord so weak.

Elrond's eyes closed and his arm hung loosely down troubled whispering and worried exclamation began.

Glorfindel felt that Elrond lost his control over his body with every passing second as the left the hall. Concerned he looked at Erestor:
"Erestor go to the healers and bring Master Curien to Elrond's and Celebrian's chambers, I'm afraid we need his help, some sort of illness plagues Elrond and I don't know which. Also please try to find the twins and Arwen, the deserve to be with their father"

Erestor nodded and left, while Glorfindel looked at Elrond again. The halfelf had begun to sweat profusely, but he shivered as if he lay in the middle of the misty mountains. Elrond hung unconscious in Glorfindel's arms as they reached Elrond's rooms. Glorfindel placed Elrond gently on the bed, ten seconds later, Curien ran in and saw how Elrond writhing in pain and sweating on the bed. He leaned over to Elrond and felt for his pulse. After a short time he found a weak but very fast beat. Worried he reached for a clean cloth and wiped the sweat from Elrond's brow. It was very hot to the touch.

"We need to cool him down, Glorfindel could you please fill cold water in the bath tube? And we need tea to ease his pain, my lady Celebrian would you please fetch some?"

Both nodded and left in different directions. Curien undressed Elrond for further examination. He wasn't wounded for the lord of Imladris seldom left with warriors of Imladris to lead the patrol. He also wasn't harmed otherwise, he seemed to be in shape and everything should be well. But it wasn't. The pain seemed to be getting worse, for Elrond was moaning loudly in pain now.

Then it struck Curien: The was just one thing on Arda which could cause suddenly such pain without a warning. Poison.

TBC