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Aragorn's Secret Weapon

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Chapter 6

Forgive me for the long time, though I might update again by the end of the week...

Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 6

Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com

Beta: Tinorial Peredhil

Rating: PG-13

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.

6.

The art of living is more like that of wrestling than of dancing. The main thing is to stand firm and be ready for an unseen attack.

-- Marcus Aurelius Antonius


“Come my son, you need to rest, look at you,” Elrond gently said to Elrohir.

“No, I cannot leave him… not until I know… until I will see him with open eyes, until I will see his smile…” Elrohir said with broken tears to his father, as he did not feel tired.

“Come, my son,” Elrond pulled his son closer to him, and hugged him tight.

Elrohir’s new tears could be felt falling on is father’s shoulders as he kept crying.

“He will be fine, you will see…” Elrond moved his hand over his son’s hair and stroked it.

Elrond and Elrohir walked to the kitchen.


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At the kitchen…

Elladan had not noticed that his young brother had left the table as Estel walked over Legolas’s room.

Elrond entered and noticed that one of his sons his missing.

“Elladan, where is Estel?”

Elladan turned his head from the food, moving his eyes as he scanned the room over and over, his face panicked.

“I do not know, father, I did not notice,” Elladan said as a shame of losing his brother ate at him more inside.

Elrond gave him a hard look as anger and worried spread in his heart. His face clearly spoke his thoughts, ‘Immature, so immature, I thought I could trust you.’

Elladan noticed the look that was on his father’s face, and said sadly as the guilt burned into him, “Forgive me, Father…”

Elrohir said, “I know where he could be, Father…” and fled from the kitchen.

Soon Elrond and Elladan tried to catch up with him, noting the way to Legolas’s room.


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The door was open. Their eyes were stretched wide as they saw how Estel moved his hands over Legolas’s hair as he seemed to braid it, moving the curled locks from Legolas’s face.

Elrond could not stop himself from smiling from the sight of Estel stroking Legolas’s hair. He came forward, and hugged his son.

Elrohir turned and glared at his brother with anger and fear. Elladan came closer to his twin, and moved his hand slightly over Elrohir’s shoulder as he tried to comfort him, but Elrohir turned his back to his twin.

Elrohir still could not face his brother, neither talk to him; he still had in his mind the idea that Legolas would die and it would be because of Elladan’s words.

“Elrohir?” Elladan asked weakly as he wished that his twin would at least speak to him.

But no sound came from Elrohir.

“’Ro? Please forgive me…” Elladan called to his brother and begged for their friendship and the enjoyment of their twin bond.

Elrohir sat next to Legolas; his eyes on him as he searched a path to hope that his friend would live. He could feel the tears rolling down from his eyes, and leaned over Legolas’s chest and let his grief come to the surface.

Elrohir could felt a hand on his shoulder, but he did not care anymore, just wished that Legolas would live, as he could hear his voice time after time.

“Legolas will be alright my son…” Elrond tried to give comfort to his son, and rubbed Elrohir’s shoulder.

Elladan looked over, and gave up as tears came down. He felt shame, jealousy, and guilt. He wished that his brother will forgive him, but it seemed that Elrohir did not even want to look at him. He wished that his father would give him the same love and comfort that he gave to his twin and to Estel, but he felt that he had gotten none of it.

Elladan looked at them closely and felt uncomforted by the sight as he cried quietly, not wanting them to hear, and left the room.

Elladan walked slowly at first as tears burst from his eyes with anger. He did not noticed Erestor that walked in the hall.

“Master Elrohir is that you?” Erestor asked, as he was not certain which twin he had chanced upon.

Elladan lifted his head and could barely see the face through the blur of tears, but he recognized the voice. “Erestor?”

“Yes, it is I,” Erestor confirm his question.

“It is I, Elladan,” the twin said through a breaking sob.

Erestor moved his hand to wipe the tears and asked him, “Why are you crying? Has someone hurt you?”

Elladan nodded, and instead of answering, he ran away.

Erestor seemed surprised by the twin’s act, and decided to find Elrond to see what caused him that.

Erestor moved from room to another, searching for his lord, until he found him in Legolas’s room.

“My lord?” Erestor asked.

Elrond turned his head and saw his advisor at the doorway. His eyes were wary. “What is your worry, dear friend?” Elrond asked.

“What has happen to Elladan?” Erestor asked seeming to surprise his lord.

Elrond scanned his advisor’s face and asked, “What do you mean?”

“I saw him in the hall, he cried, and when I asked him a simple question he ran away from me…” Erestor explained with heavy heart, as he hoped that nothing bad had happen to him.

Elrond sighed heavily and turned his head from Erestor and lay it over Elrohir. “Elrohir, you must stop this at once, Elladan is your twin, and you just cannot hide from him forever. Please go after him,” he pleaded.

Elrohir looked on his father in shock and disbelief. “B… But?” he tried to protest, but it seemed that nothing helped. He left the room with last look at Legolas.


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“Ada?”

“Yes, Estel?” Elrond asked.

“Where are the twins? Where have they gone?” Estel asked.

“They need to deal it with themselves, as they upset against each other…” Elrond tried to explain.

“Is this because of me? Or Legolas?” Estel asked worriedly.

Elrond looked at his son and seemed caught; he did not know what his answer should be, as he did not want to upset the young human as well, because it was enough to him that the twins were angry with each other.

Estel looked at his father and asked, “Father?”

Elrond looked at him and answered, “I do not know what I should answer you, as I cannot see you cry and hurt….”

“I understand it, Father.” Estel said softly and turned back to Legolas as he tried to keep himself busy, playing with the Prince’s hair.

“Will you re-match Legolas after he is healed?” Elrond asked in curiosity.

Estel nodded. He missed their friendship, the touch of his bow… and by that he remembered his plan.

End of Chapter 6.

R/R


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What will happen to the twin? Will they finally make up? Or what about Legolas? He missed all the action... Poor elfling...
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