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Beta: Aranel
53.
Elrond sighed heavily.
"Not good," Elrohir muttered.
"What is it?" Gimli cut in, already frantic.
"Ada. He doesn't always sigh," Elladan explained.
Gimli's imagination was going wild. "I say we get the herbs right now!" he decided, wrenching the pouch out.
The elf's body slumped at the sudden movement but he made no sound.
The twins watched, shocked.
"Elladan, Elrohir, start a fire!" Elrond ordered, "Gimli, you're staying here."
"Oh no, what have I done?" Gimli muttered. The arrow was still lodged in Legolas's chest, the stitches had reopened and Legolas was not even frowning in pain. "No..." Gimli repeated.