Sworn Brothers: 8. Chapter seven: comfort

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8. Chapter seven: comfort

That night Celeborn bathed Thranduil before putting the elfling to bed. As he removed the elfling's shirt he noticed the elfling was unnaturally thin. He had not noticed this before because he was so focused on the bruises. The ribcage was clearly visible underneath his skin. The child was skin and bones. Celeborn wondered when the last time the child had a decent meal or a good nights sleep. He looked into his eyes and wondered what nightmares plagued the child's dreams.

Celeborn lifted Thranduil and put him into the tub. He had filled the bath with warm water and had crushed healing herbs into the water like athelas, chamomile, and aloe. Celeborn also used he own abilities as a healer on the elfling.

After Thranduil was pulled from the bath, dried and dressed for bed, Elrond and Elros came to take the elfling to spend the night in their room. Celeborn had expected no less. The twins had been loathe to allow their younger friend to be taken from their sight. When one of the servants had come to take the child the twins had chased her off. While Celeborn had bathed the elfling, Gil-Galad scolded the twins.

The twins took Thranduil to their quarters. It was five times larger than the tiny room Thranduil once had in Greenwood. To Thranduil it looked enormous. The twins slept in bunk beds. Elrond had the top bunk and Elros the bottom.

"I think Thranduil should stay with you," said Elrond. "In case he falls out of bed."

"I won't fall out of bed," protested Thranduil. "I haven't done that since I was fifteen!" Fifteen was about 6 in human terms.

"Looks like you've been told," said Elros.

"Looks like someone put a trundle bed in here for Thranduil," said Elrond. Elrond pointed out a small, portable, but comfortable bed. "Guess this is where you'll be sleeping tonight., don't hesitate to wake us."

"Pleasant dreams little one," said Elros.

Elros and Elrond hugged the elfling and tucked him into bed. Elros have him his old velveteen bunny to sleep with. It wasn't long before Thranduil's mind wandered the path of elven dreams. Once the twins saw that he was resting peacefully they too went to sleep.

Some time later that night the twins were awakened by Thranduil's voice. He was talking and from what he was saying they could tell his dreams had turned unpleasant.

"Ada saes daro!" said the elfling. Just as Elros was about to wake him, Thranduil gave a peircing scream.

"Thranduil, wake up!" said Elros. "Wake up, you're safe." Thranduil woke up and jumped into Elros's arms. "Shhh Penn Neth, you're safe it was just a dream."

"What's wrong?" asked Elrond looking at the frightened elfling. Thranduil was shaking, tears ran down his face. "Did something happen in your dreams to frighten you?" Thranduil nodded. "Saes, tell us."

"I though Ada came and took me away," said Thranduil. "I though he took me back to Greenwood and threw me in the dungeons."

"It was just a dream," said Elros. "You're safe. Do you want to stay the rest of the night with me?"

Thranduil nodded. Just then Galadriel, Celeborn, Gil-Galad and Glorfindel entered the room. In their sleep they had forgotten that Oropher had been slipped a sleeping draft. They all though he was trying to kidnap the elfling.

"It's alright. It was just a dream, Thranduil had a nightmare," said Elrond.

"I'm sorry I woke you, saes, don't be angry with me," said Thranduil.

"We're not angry with you," said Galadriel. "We came because we though you were hurt or in trouble."

"Ai, I forgot. Evie slipped him a sleeping draft. Oropher won't wake till morning," said Glorfindel.

"Lucky him," said Gil-Galad. "Glorfindel, see if the healers have some dreamless sleeping potion. Gil-Galad went to bed as Glorfindel went to get the potion from the healers.

"Thranduil, do you have bad dreams often?" asked Celeborn. Thranduil nodded. "What happened when you had bad dreams?"

"At first my Adar would punish me for waking. Then Galion had be put in the servants quarters where my father wouldn't hear me. From then on Galion gave me warm milk and honey on bread when I had bad dreams," said Thranduil. "Galion wasn't the only one to help me. My nana's friend dernhelm tried to stop Adar from hitting me once. She was put on boarder patrol. I don't remember her real name. Everyone called her Dernhelm. Most people didn't realize she was a her." Thranduil broke down in a fit of giggles.

Glorfindel returned to the room with the potion. He was astonished by what he saw. "Lord Celeborn, truly you are a healer among healers. When I left this room the elfling was crying and shaking with fear. Now he is laughing as if he had naught a care in Arda, or have you switched elfling while I was gone?"

"Nay tis the same elfling," said Celeborn. "What you see is the result of a few pleasant memories. Thranduil has some allies in Greenwood it seems."

"Here's the dreamless sleeping potion ," said Glorfindel. "Give it to him when he stops giggling long enough to take it."

This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.

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Author: NessaAr-Feiniel

Status: General

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 2nd Age - Pre-Rings

Genre: Other

Rating: General

Last Updated: 03/28/05

Original Post: 07/28/03

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