Scarred Fate

CHAPTER 47: Princes

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'Thoughts'; ~visions~; **mind speech**; -l-Letters-l-

The three princes had surrounded the place where they had found Erestor with their warriors. Though for the moment they were safe, the spiders having fled, they still could not rule out the possibility of an attack: more so because they did not know if the Mirkwood elves in the camp presented a threat or not.

As they had not enough warriors, they had not left anyone in the camp to guard them. They would not have been able to end open rioting to begin with so it would only have placed them in a potentially dangerous but useless position. Legolas had ordered the soldiers in the camp to stay and guard Brandon, telling them that everyone who tried to flee would be chased down and trialled but that they could improve their position by showing their good will.

Together they waited for the news of Erestor's death, and the waiting ate away at them. Especially Legolas was pale and shaken, standing next to the twins. He held his longbow in his hands, ready to nock an arrow if necessary.

"I apologize." The blond prince said to no one in particular.

Elladan looked at him, his eyes narrowing in confusion. "Why?"

"Because some of my people attacked you, kidnapped your father's chief counsellor and obviously violated him ... and mortally injured him."

Elladan shook his head. "You had nothing to do with this."

His brother turned to their host, smiling sadly. "Greenwood showed itself generous and accommodating to us. There is nothing to forgive."

Legolas nodded his thanks and all three of them fell silent again. Not long after the Silvan prince turned around and drew a deep breath. "It seems to be over, there comes Thalion."

Quickly Elladan and Elrohír turned, but they startled with a frown. Through the bushes, Thalion made his way to them ... smiling.

"He lives ..." The elder soldier called out. Coming to a halt in front of the three shocked princes he explained "Lord Elrond and lord Glorfindel healed him."

Elladan felt his heart stop for a second, fearing for his father and step-father but then he told himself that the blond soldier would not smile if they had weakened themselves beyond help.

"They are sleeping, all three of them, Gandalf is with them. But he begs you to come and see for yourself if they are doing well and I fear that my ... that Erestor needs further medical attention, although he is not in a critical condition anymore."

Relieved, Elrohír smiled at his brother.

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