Aragorn's Secret Weapon: 10. Chapter 10

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10. Chapter 10

 

Beta:Manon & Tinorial Peredhil

Note: Estel's age is 7, and Legolas's age is 14 and only an elfling compared to the other elves.

Part one: Family

10.

Lord save us all from... a hope tree that has lost the faculty of putting out blossoms.

Mark Twain

Estel hurried inside. As he passed by the healer's room, he noticed that the door was open. He entered, a frown on his face as he noticed his father lying on the floor, not moving. He walked over to Elrohir and woke him, his voice trembling with fear.

"'Ro… 'Ro… please wake up… 'Ro…" Estel shook his brother; he was in a panic because of his father.

Elrohir was sore. "Uh?" he asked, momentarily looking at his brother before drifting off to sleep.

Estel noticed the sleepy face and poked his brother until he locked his eyes with the twin. "It is father, please wake up!" Estel begged, hoping that Elrohir would get the obvious message.

'Father?' Elrohir thought and wiped his eyes, opening them until he was openly staring at his baby brother. "What?" he asked.

Estel called in panic, "It is father, he is not moving. What should I do? What should I do?"

It was then that Elrohir noticed his father, and he went to Elrond. Quickly checking, Elrohir noticed Estel's pale and worried face. "His body is weak," Elrohir said and added, "he needs herbs; I need to find it…" but was cut off by his brother.

"Wait! The herbs are in Legolas' room, I will get them," Estel said happily as he remembered what his father said about Legolas and his weaker body.

Estel ran to Legolas' room, but before he left he followed his father's words and gave Legolas the herbs, which quickly made the young elf fall back asleep. Then he hurried to the healing room with the herbs.

Meanwhile, Elrohir lay his father down on the bed next to Elladan and then tipped a drink to his father's lips, making sure that the older elf drank it all.

Elrohir looked upon his brother, and, seeing the sweat that covered his face, swept it away, before eyeing the herbs. The herbs' colors went to black and then to purple, which made Elrohir's worry grow. "Brother," he said, turning to face Estel, "where did you get these herbs?"

Estel answered almost immediately. "Father gave them to me, to give Legolas."

"Father? Why did he do that?" Elrohir asked confusedly.

"Because Legolas' body is weak, and father said that I should give him the herbs 'til Legolas felt strong again."

Elrohir's face creased with worry as he feared for Legolas.

"Brother? What is wrong? Have I done something wrong?" Estel asked in fear as he noticed his brother's expression as he held the herbs. It seemed to Estel that he was cursing someone.

Elrohir knelt and clasped his younger brother on the shoulder. His eyes were locked on Estel's and he opened his mouth to say something, but the only sound was the exhalation of breath. Then Elrohir seemed to know why his father had given those herbs to Legolas. He smiled at his brother and answered in an apologizing tone while he brought him the rest of the herbs, "No, you did not." He stood and sat next to his father and brother. Then, turning his head from them, he added, "now leave me alone, I need to rest too, as do you. Watch Legolas as well."

Estel closed the door, and stared around, a frown on his face. He seemed puzzled by his brother's reaction, and the look that Elrohir gave him make him think that he might have done something wrong. Dazedly, he began walking back to Legolas' room, wondering exactly what had happened in the healer's room. He could not stop thinking about it, and he knew that he would probably not sleep because of it.

He put the herbs next to the bed and looked upon Legolas, noticing that his friend slept peacefully. Yet Estel's mind kept wondering about the herbs. He decided to get advice from Erestor, thinking that that might quiet the nagging voice of doubt in the back of his mind.

He left the room, and walked to Erestor's room and knocked.

"Yes?" a sleepy voice called from the other side of the door.

Estel let himself in, noticing quickly the wide eyes openly glaring at him. Clearly, Erestor had no clue why Estel was there in his room, in the middle of the night.

"Estel? What are you doing here?" Erestor asked sleepily.

Estel walked over to the elf and handed him the herbs. He asked in curiosity, "Do you know these herbs?"

Erestor nodded and rubbed his eyes. He felt that he would not be able to sleep at all that night with Estel is there to question him.

"Do you know what the herbs mean?" the child kept asking, still standing.

Erestor sighed deeply, knowing that there was no way back with the words that he was going to say. "The meaning of the herbs is to sedate the one that is hurt badly as the body is infected from poison. That is why the color of the herbs is black. The disadvantage of the herbs is that one could become addicted to them and ask for more, which could ruin their system."

"Then what will happen to Legolas, since he was not infected nor wounded?" Estel asked fearfully.

"You have to make sure that he is fine, and not tired. You have to make sure that he will drink a lot of water and eat a lot. Could you do that, Estel?" Erestor asked.

"I can do that," Estel confirmed the advisor's words.

Erestor could felt the boy's fear and said proudly, "You know Estel, one day you will be a great healer."

Estel blushed and said shyly, "I know, Father already said that to me."

"Now, off you go, and get a good night's sleep. I know that is what I am in need of!" Erestor said as he smiled.

Estel smiled and thanked the elf before he left. "Thank you, now my mind is clear."

"It is my pleasure, my dear Estel. After all we are family."

End of Chapter 10.


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.

Story Information

Author: SivanShemesh

Status: General

Completion: Work in Progress

Era: 3rd Age - The Kings

Genre: Drama

Rating: General

Last Updated: 11/11/08

Original Post: 04/08/06

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