11. Chapter 11
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 11
Author: Sivan Shemesh firstname.lastname@example.org
Beta:Manon & Tinorial Peredhil
Warning: Angst full ahead, fluff, and humor. Bad or good endings… lol!
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them for my own evil plans.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Aragorn has a plan on how he will finally beat Legolas. But will Legolas find out? And if he does, what he will do?
Note: Estel's age is 7, and Legolas's age is 14 and only an elfling compared to the other elves.
Part one: Family.
Elvish Translations at the end of the chapter.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Legolas opened his eyes. He breathed deeply, smelling the scent of the nature. He sensed that there was a person in his room and he raised his head a little, only to find Estel asleep, gently snoring. Legolas sighed and smiled at the sight that lay next to him.
Legolas raised his body slowly as he remembered Estel's words. 'Your body is weak.'
He found it easy to leave the bed as there was no pain, and he could feel his body getting stronger. The elf left the room and walked to find Elrond or maybe one of the twins. He wished to speak with Elladan, as he missed his friendship most of all.
He walked into the hallway and noticed the closed doors, and yet he could see with his elven eyes one door that was half-open. He walked over to it.
Legolas first noticed Elrohir, though his face was lowered over someone who he did not immediately see. He came closer and found that Elladan and Elrond lay on the bed, both looking pale.
He scanned the room and found another chair. He took it and placed it next to the bed.
He moved his hands over Elladan's face and spoke as softly as he could. "I forgive you, mellon-nín. I do not know what went through me. I do not want to lose my friendship with you and your brother; you both taught me since I was a baby everything I know, and for that I owe you everything including my own life."
There was no movement from any of them. Legolas was still tired, even though he had awoken not long ago. He turned his head around and noticed a glass. Knowing by its good smell, he drank it and soon let his weariness claim him. He rested his head on the blanket and slept.
Soon after Legolas had fallen asleep, Erestor and Glorfindel hurried to the healer's room, only to find Elrohir, Elladan, and even their lord, Elrond. They came closer and noticed Legolas, who slept peacefully on the blanket.
"What Legolas is doing here?" Glorfindel asked, noticing the empty glass nearby.
Erestor picked up the empty glass and sniffed at it, then put the glass back down. He answered, "It is a good question. Wake Elrohir, I am curious to know what was inside the glass; the smell is horrible…. Open the window."
Glorfindel moved to open the window, letting the fresh breeze blow into the room and giving them some much needed fresh air.
Elrohir woke as the breeze blew on his face. He rubbed his eyes and noticed the lords standing next to him, staring at him worriedly.
While Elrohir slept he had felt the presence of the elves though he knew that he was not alone in the room. "Mani?" he asked with worry.
"Legolas…" Erestor answered, knowing his short answer would catch the twin's attention.
And it did. Elrohir stood and looked at Erestor with confusion, but then he noticed his friend. "What is he doing here? Was he not supposed to be in his room?" Elrohir asked curiously, though he was happy in his heart to see his friend alive.
"Umm… we thought that might you have the answer," Glorfindel replied.
Erestor walked towards Elrohir and asked, "What was inside the glass?"
"Oh… there? The herbs. It seemed that father drank it all after all." Elrohir grinned.
"What do you mean?" Glorfindel asked, wondering why his friend would drink the herbs.
"Estel was the first to notice that father lay on the floor not moving and woke me in a panic. I told him that father was weak, and…" Elrohir explained, but Erestor cut him off, saying, "And the rest… I think I know what happened."
Erestor gave another look in the sleepy princeling and asked, "Are you certain that your father drank it all?"
"Aye, I saw it with my own eyes," Elrohir confirmed.
"So again, what is Legolas doing in the room? And why is he sleeping?" Glorfindel asked, feeling that something was still amiss.
"Where is Estel, anyway?" Elrohir asked, remembering that he had sent his brother to watch Legolas and get some sleep too. But if Legolas was here… then where was his brother?
"Stay here, Glorfindel, I will go with Elrohir," Erestor said, leaving the room with the twin to go to Legolas' room.
Glorfindel sighed, and turned towards the sleepy elves, smiling. 'Elrond, mellon-nín, I never thought that I would see you sleeping after you, as it seems, took your own herbs,' Glorfindel thought as he looked at his lord and friend.
He glanced at the elder twin and hoped to see him well and smiling again. Then his eyes fell upon the princeling who lay peacefully asleep, his blond hair now covering half of his face since the elfling had moved his head.
Erestor and Elrohir walked to Legolas' room and entered, only to find Estel asleep, the remaining herbs clasped in his hands, as though he guarded them from any evil.
"Estel… gwador…wake up…" Elrohir tried to wake him, but it appeared that the child was deeply asleep and only changed his position.
Erestor grinned at the child, an idea forming in his mind. "Estel, my dear child, where is Legolas?"
Estel woke in a panic; he knew that he was there to watch Legolas, and yet he had heard…. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the elves that stood in front of him, and then glanced at the empty bed. Legolas was not there! "But he was there when I fall asleep!" Estel said in a panicked voice.
"I am certain that he was. But now as we can see, he is not." Erestor knelt next the child and tried to comfort him.
"He is sleeping in the healing room," Elrohir said.
"Now he knows about Father and Elladan. We need to get him back here!" Estel said, already hurrying towards the healing room.
Erestor halted him before the child entered the room and said to him as softly as he could, "No, let him stay there, we will find out later."
"Go brother, go and eat something. We have a long day of healing ahead and we will need your help," Elrohir said gently to his brother, sending him to the kitchen.
Estel turned towards the kitchen, but then suddenly stopped and called, "Wait!"
Elrohir hurried over to his little brother and asked, "What is it?"
Estel handed him the herbs and answered, "Keep them away from Adar and Legolas!"
"I will do that gwador, now go eat," Elrohir assured him. Estel nodded and smiled before he left.
Erestor looked at the boy as he left and spoke, "That boy has changed, mellon-nín."
"For better or worse?"
Mani? – What?
Gwador - Brother
Mellon-nín – My friend
End of Chapter 11.
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