Duh, duh, duhn! So now, I poisoned my main character. What shall happen? Enjoy chapter 7 of course! ;) xDare2Writex
Chapter Seven
The Healing
I woke in a grand bedroom, with a tall, ancient brown-haired Elf staring at me. Lord Elrond studied me as I shivered, trying to reach a prognosis.
"She's burning." He seemed to be talking to himself.
I tried to speak, but I felt like my tongue had swollen 2 sizes bigger. I was scared. I don't remember how I got here, or how I had come to feel this sick. He continued to check my vital signs to make sure I wouldn't pass out again.
"You seem to have a fever brought on by poisoning and madness." He gently turned me over, and muttered fiercely when he saw something not right with my back.
What's wrong with me? OWW! Blinding pain.
He lightly chipped something flaky? off my back. I moaned.
"St, stop."
I tried to get out of bed, but realized I didn't know where anything was, even my friends. Plus, I wasn't wearing anything but a slip and my lacey underwear. Where were my clothes?
True, they were too small, torn and bloody, but I didn't have any other changes. I pointed to myself.
"Where clothes?" He replied
"We burned them."
"Where friends?"
"At rest." I was too weak to deal with him.
"Want Legolas." I demanded. But obviously Elrond didn't get it. "Talk to Legolas?" I tried. He got it.
But when the Elven prince came in I was still getting under the heavy covers. I know he caught a glimpse of my black laced side profile, but his face stayed blank.
"Lord Elrond, you sent for me?"
"Yes, this er, elleth says she knows you." Legolas surveyed me.
"Yes, in the forest. She was the only one who spoke our tongue. The other who spoke said something I could not understand. " He answered in Elvish. I couldn't hear very well yet. I put my hands on my throbbing temples. Legolas said, "I was worried they were all poisoned."
Lord Elrond then told him that I was the only one poisoned, but that the others refused to even try to speak when he doctored them. They only kept saying my name over and over again. The prince turned to me.
"Do you feel well?"I shook my head no.
"My sorrows then Vanessa."
"How did you know my name?" I had only told him an Elvish equivalent of a name, not my English version.
"I too, have seen your friends. They repeat your name often. They will see you soon."He turned back to Elrond. "What's wrong with her?"
Lord Elrond sighed and rubbed his temples. "She was poisoned by the Nightspell Thorn bush. The trauma caused these to come out."He gently pulled me up and turned me around, exposing my back.
Legolas cried in amazement. "Then she is one of them?"
"Apparently." Lord Elrond grimly answered.
I grabbed Elrond's sleeve groggily. "What?" He touched two points on my shoulder blades, and I felt something extend out of me. I was led over to a looking glass by a cabinet. This can't be true but I have dragonfly wings?
Legolas asked, "So, she is not one of us, but of the Fay?"It was Elrond's turn to nod.
"There is one other unusual side affect of the poisoning,"
"Which is?"
He answered, "she will be able to fully converse and understand us. The Nightspell plants poison, (if you survive) will open your ears."That was news to my pointed ears. Then I had stuff to say.
But before I could ask anymore, Legolas said
"Well, I must go see how your friends fare. We shall meet again fayeth." He kissed my warm hand, and walked out. His hand had been just as warm. I felt tingles run down my spine.
Lord Elrond heard me and snobbily said "Most elleths act like that around Prince Legolas." That wiped the stupid smile off my face. Including his daughter maybe?
He gave me a clear liquid to drink, but it was not water. It burned and cooled as it went down, revitalizing me. I asked him for clothes, my backpack, and to be able to leave this room.
He shook his head no.
"Your fever is broken. You must rest for now. Sleep."
He touched my forehead and I was thrown into the world of dreams before I even knew it. He left, and in his place came a nurse elf with a bundle of clothes, food, and my backpack.