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Chapter 8+9A
Warning: do not eat or drink as you read the chapter.
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 8 - 9A
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
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.
8.
“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”
Mahatma Gandhi
Elladan stared at his father before he managed to walk to their room and knock, his voice trembling as he thought about the hate that his brother had shown. “’Ro… open… the door… please….”
There was no answer came from the other side of the door. “Please ‘Ro, I need to say something… to you….”
Elrohir opened the door; his eyes were wide and he had a look of anger on his face. “What… what more do you have to say?” he asked.
“That… that…” Elladan tried to say what he felt, but he heard himself stutter; he swallowed and added, “It is Legolas… he is awake…”
Elrohir ran from the room as he heard the news. He ran as swiftly as the wind on his face towards Legolas’s room.
Elrond saw Elrohir as he ran and knew that his eldest had probably already told him, but he wondered where Elladan could be.
“Take Estel to Legolas, I will be right there,” Elrond said over Glorfindel before he fled. He walked to the twins’ room and his heart saddened a bit as he saw Elladan sit on the grass, his face hiding in his hands.
“You lie… Father… you lie to me…” Elladan cried, as he could not looked at his adar’s face.
Elrond tried to pull his son, to hug him, but Elladan threw his father’s hands aside and ran away. “ELLADAN!” Elrond called, afraid for his son.
Elladan did not turn his head as he ran; he felt that he needed to be alone, away from everything. His father lied to him, his brother hated him, and he feared that Legolas might not want his friendship.
Elladan fell into despair as he ran over to the stable and took his brother’s horse as more grief filled him and covered his heart with shadow.
Elrond tried to followed his son, but he only saw him flee with Elrohir’s horse. The elven lord hurried inside and entered at Legolas’s room.
His eyes shined though he kept the frowning look on his face, as worried for his son filled his heart. He did not want to lose him.
Elrond looked at Legolas, who seemed sore. The elfling’s eyes were half opened as he looked back and noticed that someone was missing. “Where is Elladan?” he asked weakly, his throat dry. Elrohir hurried over his friend’s side and gave him some water.
Elrond turned his head away, worried of what his son would do, and yet Legolas’s question left him speechless.
“My lord?” Legolas called weakly and added, as frown masked his face, “Where is Elladan?”
Elrond turned back toward Legolas and swallowing the tears that threatened to fall, he looked over the princeling and answered in a trembling voice, “He left….”
Legolas looked over the lord with worry, then he looked at Elrohir. He looked deeply into Elrohir’s eyes, noticing the anger, and turned his head slightly as he said, “Go after your brother, mellon-nin… go….”
Elrohir’s face twisted into a frown as he heard his friend’s words. He looked at Legolas, then his father, before he stood and fled.
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Near the Ford River…
Elladan halted the horse, his eyes set upon the river. He dismounted and walked toward the river as if no fear or regret was in his mind, as if his heart was covered with shadow.
Soon he entered the river, deep, deep inside, not caring what would happen next. His life already seemed worthless.
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Elrohir could feel his heart breaking as he hurried across Legolas’s room. “Father, where he could have been?” Elrohir asked in worry.
“He took your horse,” Elrond said sadly, adding, “You have to forgive him, he is your brother as well as your friend. Find him before it is be too late.”
Elrohir swiftly left again and mounted his twin’s horse and rode faster, as he whispered to the animal, “Find your master… find my brother…”
The horse stopped near the Ford River.
Elrohir found only his horse; his brother was nowhere to sight.
He dismounted the horse and looked at the surrounding area. His eyes scanned the forest, but no movement was there, and the river in fear as he hoped that Elladan did not enter it.
Something caught his eyes that seemed to emerge from the river.
Elrohir could feel his heart beating loud and fast as he feared even more for his brother. He ran to the river and swam through it to his brother and noticed his twin’s face.
Elladan’s face began to pale, which made Elrohir panic. He feared and regretted their earlier words. “Stay alive brother. Father will heal you… please…” Elrohir whispered in his brother’s ears hoping that his brother would forgive him as well.
He carefully mounted his horse and rode quickly, his heart beating and beating.
He hoped that he was not already too late.
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At Legolas’s room…
“Forgive me for my behavior before,” Estel said gently to Legolas, his eyes searching forgiveness.
Legolas looked at him, scanned the boy’s face, and said, “You have my forgiveness, mellon-nín.” He then looked over toward the elven lord, his eyes searching for something, as the lord had not said anything since Elrohir left, and he felt that he needed to know what had happened.
“My lord?” he called. “Is there something amiss, that your heart in troubled?” Elrond nodded; still he felt that he could not confess the worry that filled him.
“I need to rest,” Legolas murmured and he could feel weariness fill him as he further into the bed and slept.
Glorfindel left the room, knowing that the princeling still had to rest, as he only woke to think that might happen something.
Elrond took his son’s hand, left the room, and closed the door.
“Take care of him for me, my friend,” Elrond said to Glorfindel. He knelt by his son and said, “Go with him my son, he will tell you stories as much as you wish.” So they left the lord alone with his thoughts.
Elrond decided the he needed to feel the breeze, the fresh air that was missing. Once he left, he could hear the horse’s gallop and hurried over.
It was Elrohir. He could see that the elf carry a body, but he could not bring himself to think that it was Elladan, his mind did not let him.
‘Please Valar… Help me to believe it is not my son…’ he prayed in anguish.
Elrohir came further; his eyes were wet since he had cried over his brother’s body, whispering to him to stay alive. He saw his father, standing and staring at him in worry, and shouted, “FATHER! FATHER! HELP ME!”
Elrohir halted the horse as his father hurried over to him. As he noticed his son, Elrond swore that he could felt his heart sink at the sight. ‘Valar… please help me…’ Elrond prayed, his eyes filled with agony.
He wished that Elrohir did not arrive too late as he searched for his son’s vein looking for a pulse, but it was barely there. He looked back at Elrohir and said, “I hope you did not came too late….”
Elrohir did not say another word, but his eyes were set firmly on his twin, hoping that he would live.
He, too, hoped that he had not come too late.
End of Chapter 8.
R/R
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Now, I need to find the safe place and hide fron unseen attacks... lol!
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 9A
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
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.
Elvish Translations at the end of the chapter.
9.
"Stay" is a charming word in a friend's vocabulary.
Louisa May Alcott
Elrond took his son, the tears falling onto the pale body as he feared that he could lose his child any moment.
“Elrohir, prepare the healing room, let Erestor and Glorfindel know, and bring Estel to watch over Legolas, now go!” Elrond ordered to the younger twin.
Elrohir hurried as he first went to the healing room and prepared everything that his father might need, then he took Estel and told him to watch over Legolas. Glorfindel only stood and watched the twin, worried that something terrible might have happened.
“Glorfindel, call Erestor to the healing room and hurry, my brother’ life is at stake.”
“What happened?” Glorfindel asked.
“It is ‘Dan, he… it was because of me… now he will never forgive me… I almost killed my brother,” Elrohir confessed in broken sobs, and he left the Balrog Slayer alone as he ran back to the healing room.
Glorfindel hurried to find the advisor and tell him the horrible news.
Soon the both of them came over to the healing room. They took notice of Elladan’s pale face and Elrohir who sat next to him, holding his brother’s hand praying for him to stay and not leave for Mandos’s Halls.
“Do not give up, Master Elrohir, he will be alright,” Erestor tried to comfort the twin.
“I do not know what I will do, if he dies,” Elrohir said brokenly as the guilt rose inside his body. He leaned over his brother and whispered, “I… I am sorry for what I have done, for my words. I wish that I could take them back, but I cannot… I wish that you could forgive me, gwanur-nin….”
“How is he?” Glorfindel asked Elrond.
“I took care of him, I gave him all I can, and I… we have to wait and see if he survives the day…. If I lose him, I lose both of them…” Elrond said in broken sobs, staring at his sons.
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In Legolas’s room at the same time…
Legolas could feel eyes on him. He was being watched. He opened his own eyes slowly only to find the human playing with his hair. “Estel?” The human nodded. “What are you doing here?” Legolas asked, trying to sit up.
Estel did not know how he should answer his friend. He barely knew what was happening in the house lately, as his father seemingly did not want him to know. “Elrohir left me here,” Estel answered.
Legolas could sense by the boy’s voice that something was amiss, but he did not know what it was. “Estel, call Elladan in, I wish to speak with him,” Legolas requested.
Estel stood, look over his friend, and turned toward the door to seek his brother.
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Estel heard noises and followed them to the healing room, only to find his father, the Balrog Slayer, and the advisor staring at something.
“Ada?” Estel called.
Elrond did not notice his son because he was deeply preoccupied with Elladan’s condition, which made him vulnerable “Naa rashwe?” he asked and leaned closer to his son.
“Legolas asked for Elladan. He wishes to speak with him,” Estel answered.
“Oh…” Elrond moved his hand over his mouth, as it seemed that he did not expect this act from Legolas.
“What should I tell him, ada?” Estel asked.
“Tell him that Elladan… tell him that Elladan…” Elrond’s sentence trailed off, not knowing what to answer to his son.
“Tell him that Elladan is with me, as we rode over Lothlórien…” a voice came from inside.
“But… but that will be a lie…” Estel said and entered the room, only to find his brothers.
Elrohir turned to the youngest son of Elrond, his eyes locking with the human’s eyes. He stared at him, not saying a word, until Estel broke the connection and moved aside.
“No… stop it ‘Ro…” Elrond remarked to his son as he noticed the frown and confused look that was on the human’s face. It seemed Estel did not know what to do with him, nor did he know why Elrohir had done that.
Elrond walked over to his son and put his hand on his shoulder. “He did not mean anything but to be honest,” he said gently
Elrohir nodded as he swallowed the tears, moving his head over to his human brother, as his voice trembled, “Forgive me… I did not… I did not mean it… you can tell him what you know… about Elladan… let him know the truth…”
Estel nodded and came closer as he scanned the twins’ faces, noticing how much paler Elladan was, his eyes closed (which made Estel’ heart miss a beat). Then he looked over at Elrohir and tried to comfort him by words of understanding and forgiveness. “I forgive you brother… please let me and Legolas know about Elladan… please…” That was all that Estel wished from them as he looked at them with pleading eyes, staring at them, his own eyes wet from the tears.
“I will send Erestor if we know something, do not be afraid,” Elrond answered in a hollow, hurting voice. He feared for Elladan.
Estel looked at his father and admitted his fears, “But… I am afraid, adar, and you are not telling me how it had happened. And… and I do not want to lose him…”
Elvish Translations:
Gwanur-nin - My brother
Ada -Father
Naa rashwe - Is there trouble?
End of Chapter 9.
R/R
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Umm... did I mention this is part A of the chapter? LOL!
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 8 - 9A
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
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.
8.
Mahatma Gandhi
Elladan stared at his father before he managed to walk to their room and knock, his voice trembling as he thought about the hate that his brother had shown. “’Ro… open… the door… please….”
There was no answer came from the other side of the door. “Please ‘Ro, I need to say something… to you….”
Elrohir opened the door; his eyes were wide and he had a look of anger on his face. “What… what more do you have to say?” he asked.
“That… that…” Elladan tried to say what he felt, but he heard himself stutter; he swallowed and added, “It is Legolas… he is awake…”
Elrohir ran from the room as he heard the news. He ran as swiftly as the wind on his face towards Legolas’s room.
Elrond saw Elrohir as he ran and knew that his eldest had probably already told him, but he wondered where Elladan could be.
“Take Estel to Legolas, I will be right there,” Elrond said over Glorfindel before he fled. He walked to the twins’ room and his heart saddened a bit as he saw Elladan sit on the grass, his face hiding in his hands.
“You lie… Father… you lie to me…” Elladan cried, as he could not looked at his adar’s face.
Elrond tried to pull his son, to hug him, but Elladan threw his father’s hands aside and ran away. “ELLADAN!” Elrond called, afraid for his son.
Elladan did not turn his head as he ran; he felt that he needed to be alone, away from everything. His father lied to him, his brother hated him, and he feared that Legolas might not want his friendship.
Elladan fell into despair as he ran over to the stable and took his brother’s horse as more grief filled him and covered his heart with shadow.
Elrond tried to followed his son, but he only saw him flee with Elrohir’s horse. The elven lord hurried inside and entered at Legolas’s room.
His eyes shined though he kept the frowning look on his face, as worried for his son filled his heart. He did not want to lose him.
Elrond looked at Legolas, who seemed sore. The elfling’s eyes were half opened as he looked back and noticed that someone was missing. “Where is Elladan?” he asked weakly, his throat dry. Elrohir hurried over his friend’s side and gave him some water.
Elrond turned his head away, worried of what his son would do, and yet Legolas’s question left him speechless.
“My lord?” Legolas called weakly and added, as frown masked his face, “Where is Elladan?”
Elrond turned back toward Legolas and swallowing the tears that threatened to fall, he looked over the princeling and answered in a trembling voice, “He left….”
Legolas looked over the lord with worry, then he looked at Elrohir. He looked deeply into Elrohir’s eyes, noticing the anger, and turned his head slightly as he said, “Go after your brother, mellon-nin… go….”
Elrohir’s face twisted into a frown as he heard his friend’s words. He looked at Legolas, then his father, before he stood and fled.
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Near the Ford River…
Elladan halted the horse, his eyes set upon the river. He dismounted and walked toward the river as if no fear or regret was in his mind, as if his heart was covered with shadow.
Soon he entered the river, deep, deep inside, not caring what would happen next. His life already seemed worthless.
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Elrohir could feel his heart breaking as he hurried across Legolas’s room. “Father, where he could have been?” Elrohir asked in worry.
“He took your horse,” Elrond said sadly, adding, “You have to forgive him, he is your brother as well as your friend. Find him before it is be too late.”
Elrohir swiftly left again and mounted his twin’s horse and rode faster, as he whispered to the animal, “Find your master… find my brother…”
The horse stopped near the Ford River.
Elrohir found only his horse; his brother was nowhere to sight.
He dismounted the horse and looked at the surrounding area. His eyes scanned the forest, but no movement was there, and the river in fear as he hoped that Elladan did not enter it.
Something caught his eyes that seemed to emerge from the river.
Elrohir could feel his heart beating loud and fast as he feared even more for his brother. He ran to the river and swam through it to his brother and noticed his twin’s face.
Elladan’s face began to pale, which made Elrohir panic. He feared and regretted their earlier words. “Stay alive brother. Father will heal you… please…” Elrohir whispered in his brother’s ears hoping that his brother would forgive him as well.
He carefully mounted his horse and rode quickly, his heart beating and beating.
He hoped that he was not already too late.
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At Legolas’s room…
“Forgive me for my behavior before,” Estel said gently to Legolas, his eyes searching forgiveness.
Legolas looked at him, scanned the boy’s face, and said, “You have my forgiveness, mellon-nín.” He then looked over toward the elven lord, his eyes searching for something, as the lord had not said anything since Elrohir left, and he felt that he needed to know what had happened.
“My lord?” he called. “Is there something amiss, that your heart in troubled?” Elrond nodded; still he felt that he could not confess the worry that filled him.
“I need to rest,” Legolas murmured and he could feel weariness fill him as he further into the bed and slept.
Glorfindel left the room, knowing that the princeling still had to rest, as he only woke to think that might happen something.
Elrond took his son’s hand, left the room, and closed the door.
“Take care of him for me, my friend,” Elrond said to Glorfindel. He knelt by his son and said, “Go with him my son, he will tell you stories as much as you wish.” So they left the lord alone with his thoughts.
Elrond decided the he needed to feel the breeze, the fresh air that was missing. Once he left, he could hear the horse’s gallop and hurried over.
It was Elrohir. He could see that the elf carry a body, but he could not bring himself to think that it was Elladan, his mind did not let him.
‘Please Valar… Help me to believe it is not my son…’ he prayed in anguish.
Elrohir came further; his eyes were wet since he had cried over his brother’s body, whispering to him to stay alive. He saw his father, standing and staring at him in worry, and shouted, “FATHER! FATHER! HELP ME!”
Elrohir halted the horse as his father hurried over to him. As he noticed his son, Elrond swore that he could felt his heart sink at the sight. ‘Valar… please help me…’ Elrond prayed, his eyes filled with agony.
He wished that Elrohir did not arrive too late as he searched for his son’s vein looking for a pulse, but it was barely there. He looked back at Elrohir and said, “I hope you did not came too late….”
Elrohir did not say another word, but his eyes were set firmly on his twin, hoping that he would live.
He, too, hoped that he had not come too late.
End of Chapter 8.
R/R
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Now, I need to find the safe place and hide fron unseen attacks... lol!
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 9A
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
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.
Elvish Translations at the end of the chapter.
9.
Louisa May Alcott
Elrond took his son, the tears falling onto the pale body as he feared that he could lose his child any moment.
“Elrohir, prepare the healing room, let Erestor and Glorfindel know, and bring Estel to watch over Legolas, now go!” Elrond ordered to the younger twin.
Elrohir hurried as he first went to the healing room and prepared everything that his father might need, then he took Estel and told him to watch over Legolas. Glorfindel only stood and watched the twin, worried that something terrible might have happened.
“Glorfindel, call Erestor to the healing room and hurry, my brother’ life is at stake.”
“What happened?” Glorfindel asked.
“It is ‘Dan, he… it was because of me… now he will never forgive me… I almost killed my brother,” Elrohir confessed in broken sobs, and he left the Balrog Slayer alone as he ran back to the healing room.
Glorfindel hurried to find the advisor and tell him the horrible news.
Soon the both of them came over to the healing room. They took notice of Elladan’s pale face and Elrohir who sat next to him, holding his brother’s hand praying for him to stay and not leave for Mandos’s Halls.
“Do not give up, Master Elrohir, he will be alright,” Erestor tried to comfort the twin.
“I do not know what I will do, if he dies,” Elrohir said brokenly as the guilt rose inside his body. He leaned over his brother and whispered, “I… I am sorry for what I have done, for my words. I wish that I could take them back, but I cannot… I wish that you could forgive me, gwanur-nin….”
“How is he?” Glorfindel asked Elrond.
“I took care of him, I gave him all I can, and I… we have to wait and see if he survives the day…. If I lose him, I lose both of them…” Elrond said in broken sobs, staring at his sons.
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In Legolas’s room at the same time…
Legolas could feel eyes on him. He was being watched. He opened his own eyes slowly only to find the human playing with his hair. “Estel?” The human nodded. “What are you doing here?” Legolas asked, trying to sit up.
Estel did not know how he should answer his friend. He barely knew what was happening in the house lately, as his father seemingly did not want him to know. “Elrohir left me here,” Estel answered.
Legolas could sense by the boy’s voice that something was amiss, but he did not know what it was. “Estel, call Elladan in, I wish to speak with him,” Legolas requested.
Estel stood, look over his friend, and turned toward the door to seek his brother.
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Estel heard noises and followed them to the healing room, only to find his father, the Balrog Slayer, and the advisor staring at something.
“Ada?” Estel called.
Elrond did not notice his son because he was deeply preoccupied with Elladan’s condition, which made him vulnerable “Naa rashwe?” he asked and leaned closer to his son.
“Legolas asked for Elladan. He wishes to speak with him,” Estel answered.
“Oh…” Elrond moved his hand over his mouth, as it seemed that he did not expect this act from Legolas.
“What should I tell him, ada?” Estel asked.
“Tell him that Elladan… tell him that Elladan…” Elrond’s sentence trailed off, not knowing what to answer to his son.
“Tell him that Elladan is with me, as we rode over Lothlórien…” a voice came from inside.
“But… but that will be a lie…” Estel said and entered the room, only to find his brothers.
Elrohir turned to the youngest son of Elrond, his eyes locking with the human’s eyes. He stared at him, not saying a word, until Estel broke the connection and moved aside.
“No… stop it ‘Ro…” Elrond remarked to his son as he noticed the frown and confused look that was on the human’s face. It seemed Estel did not know what to do with him, nor did he know why Elrohir had done that.
Elrond walked over to his son and put his hand on his shoulder. “He did not mean anything but to be honest,” he said gently
Elrohir nodded as he swallowed the tears, moving his head over to his human brother, as his voice trembled, “Forgive me… I did not… I did not mean it… you can tell him what you know… about Elladan… let him know the truth…”
Estel nodded and came closer as he scanned the twins’ faces, noticing how much paler Elladan was, his eyes closed (which made Estel’ heart miss a beat). Then he looked over at Elrohir and tried to comfort him by words of understanding and forgiveness. “I forgive you brother… please let me and Legolas know about Elladan… please…” That was all that Estel wished from them as he looked at them with pleading eyes, staring at them, his own eyes wet from the tears.
“I will send Erestor if we know something, do not be afraid,” Elrond answered in a hollow, hurting voice. He feared for Elladan.
Estel looked at his father and admitted his fears, “But… I am afraid, adar, and you are not telling me how it had happened. And… and I do not want to lose him…”
Elvish Translations:
Gwanur-nin - My brother
Ada -Father
Naa rashwe - Is there trouble?
End of Chapter 9.
R/R
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Umm... did I mention this is part A of the chapter? LOL!