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Sapphire Eyes
Asfaloth quickly trotted over
and lowered his front for Legolas to get on. The prince prepped his bow and
sniffed “Ai! And another…not an elf…Asfaloth we must help! Will you help me?
Saes, I am a warrior…trust me”. After a moment’s hesitation, Asfaloth
lurched his head and headed off in the direction the young elf ordered.
When they came upon the horde,
Asfaloth saw what the price could not…one lone adan lay bloody upon the ground
surrounded by Orcs. Asfaloth quickly turned sideways so the young elf had a
clear shot. Legolas tilted his head and let his arrows fly. As he heard an
arrow wiz by, he jumped off and yelled “Ai Asfaloth go and seek shelter, I will
not risk you!”
Legolas dogged and fired,
finally out of arrows, he pulled his blades and began to slice through the
horde. The adan watched helplessly but in awe as the one elf flowed thru the
Orcs leaving them disemboweled or headless in his wake. Legolas spun and
listened, but could only hear the injured one. Walking toward the groans, he
knelt down and touched. “Ai, a beard? Are you an adan?” The body below him
nodded confused.
Legolas stood and stumbled a
bit, reached to his left thy, felt an arrow and growled “Warg piss!” The prince
took the arrow and broke off some, yet left in the base so not to bleed too
much. “Asfaloth! I need to get him to Rivendel, saes, will you carry us both?”
The seneschal’s horse lowered his front to help as Legolas lifted the injured
adan upon his back. Joining him, the three of them took off for Rivendel at
full speed.
Elrond, Glorfindel and
Thranduil were partaking lunch on the main tares, when suddenly the trees began
to sway and moan loudly. Elrond stood in shock “What the…Thran, you are a wood
elf, what in Arda is going on!” Thranduil stood and listened “Ai, it is a
warning, they say…hurry, help, elf, other, hurt, Orcs…prince!” The three elves
quickly ran to the courtyard. Glorfindel pointed, “Look there! Its Asfaloth and
Legolas…and they carry another!”
As his horse skidded to a stop,
Elrond and Glorfindel pulled the adan down and laid him flat “He has been cut
several times…” Elrond delegated some random elves that had gathered “…take him
to the healing hall!” Thranduil grabbed Elrond’s shoulder “Legolas?” “Ai Adar,
is it an adan?” His father gasped with panic, pointed Elrond and Glorfindel’s
attention to his son and the arrow stuck in his thy with an orange slime
dripping from it. “Adar?” “Nai ion-nin I am here” Legolas dropped of Asfaloth
and landed on his good leg. “Adar what’s wrong, aye, did the adan not make it?”
Elrond stood perplexed “He will
be fine Legolas, he is cut badly but will live, he is on his way to the
healers…how do you feel?” “Fine save this cursed arrow sticking out of
my thy” Elrond shook his head in disbelief “You do not feel dizzy or sick or
perhaps tired?” “Nay” Thranduil grabbed his shoulders “Ion you…you have been
poisoned…there is an orange sludge seeping from the arrow” “Is that what that
was? I felt it and thought that it was to thick for blood, when I tasted it, it
was bitter, so I thought it was some sort of binding glue for holding the
arrowhead on…wait…poisoned? Why am I not sick then” Elrond sighed “I know not,
this particular poison is fatal to elves…there is no cure”.
Legolas’s eyes flew wide “Am…am
I going to…d…die then?” “Nay I think not. Violent fits, vomiting and extreme
pain usually set in within seconds of contact, the elf is usually dead within
15 minutes, many fall in battle due to this poison. You however seem to have no
reaction at all…Thran, carry him to the healing halls, the other healers would
have started on the adan by now, I will treat Legolas myself”.
As Thranduil laid his son on
the table, the twins burst thru the door “Legolas!” The prince sat up and
smiled “Elladan, Elrohir your back!” “Yes we came across the bodies, then heard
that you had been poisoned as well!” “I’m fine, it does not seem to affect
me…perhaps it was made wrong” “Nay Legolas you do not understand, there were
four elves about a mile from your fight, they were killed by the same band of
Orcs, all poisoned and very much dead!”
Legolas’s eyes welled “Ada?”
“Ion?” “Wha…what if it is just taking longer with me…” Legolas began to visibly
shake “…Ada, saes get Atar…aye Ada hurry I…I want Naneth Atar!” Thranduil
looked pleadingly at the twins and Elrohir nodded “I will fetch him”. Genderel
arrived swiftly, sat on the edge of the exam table and drew Legolas into his
arms “Hush now mir-nin I am here, I am here”. The prince wrapped his arms
around him and buried his face in his neck. Thranduil reached forward and
embraced them both “Ion, I am sure that you will be fine, if it has not
effected you yet, it more than likely will not…am I right Elrond?”
The Rivendel lord nodded “That
is what I believe, Legolas, are you honest in saying that you feel perfectly
normal?” “Nn…nai” “And this happened over an hour ago?” “Nai” “Then as amazing
as it may be…I believe you are immune, now release your Adar’s and let me
remove the arrow and clean the wound”. As Elrond worked on his leg, he lightly
chuckled. “What is so funny?” “Well penneth, I have been working for near a
century to create a cure for this particular poison, and there you were, the
whole time, completely immune and right under my nose. You my young prince are
going to save many lives”.
Legolas let out a hiss as the
arrowhead was removed “Here Legolas drink this, it will make you sleep so you
may heal faster” “Lord Elrond? How is the adan?” “He is fair, he has been
stitched and I have him sleeping…you saved his life” “When I felt his face and
discovered the beard, I thought for a moment that it was Eomer…but this adans
beard is softer and his skin seems younger”. Elrond pushed him down “Sleep now
Legolas…worry not over the adan” “But…” “Sleep now penneth”.
As the elders ate there evening
meal, Thranduil broke the silence “I am grateful to the Valar but, how could
Legolas have survived that poison” Elrond shook his head “I know not old
friend, but his immunity will save many elves…you know Thran, this has got me
thinking, how many other things is he immune to, when he fell and received that
cut, he healed faster then I expected…yet…” Elrond let out an exasperated sigh
“…his body does not heal his sight”.
Glorfindel poured himself some
wine “Well, I am living and breathing proof that the Valar engage in odd
behavior…I mean, why send me back…why keep Legolas sightless…why make Thranduil
such a crabby goat, sometimes you just need to let life’s little mysteries
unfold in there own sweet time”. Thranduil narrowed his eyes “Crabby goat?
Alright now you blue eyed foo…” Suddenly Elrond slapped his hands together “Not
again you two daro!”
Just then, one of the healers
entered the room “My lord, our adan guest woke and attempted to flee, I tried
to assure him that he was in no danger, but I do not believe he speaks
Sindarin…also, upon examining him earlier, I discovered old wounds and scars…I
do not believe them to be from battle, I believe he received them form being
beaten for a long span of time…he is leery of help and touch” “Hannon le
Vendre…did you put him under again?” “Nai my lord, he should sleep until
morning” “Well done, if he is able to walk in the morning, bring him to morning
meal” The healer bowed “Nai my lord”.
TBC…………………..
Translations:
Nai-------------------------Yes
Saes------------------------Please
Adar------------------------Father
Atar-------------------------Father
(Quenya)
Naneth----------------------Mother
Hannon
le-------------------Thank you
Daro------------------------Stop
Adan------------------------Man
Penneth----------------------Young
one
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