"OK enough waiting already!" muttered the King of Mirkwood and left his study, his children was in danger, he felt it. They were supposed to come home hours ago! As he rushed toward the stables the felt the bad feeling going stronger. And he did almost panicked as he came out from the palace just in time to hear someone shout.
"Open the gate!!" the guard sounded terrified, as the gates swung opened and a weary tired white steed came in. He was shaking from top to toe, and bore no riders. As it had done when it had left the palace…
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Legolas tried to focus his gaze on the path in front of him. It felt like they had walked for days, he was tired and his shoulder throbbed mercilessly, and the fact that the spider poison flew in his veins didn't make things better. But they marched on, using all his stubbornness to keep him in the world of the living. He had to get Minaswen home, he just had to, and then he could collapse in the darkness that threatened to overwhelm him any moment. Yes that sounded like a good plan to him. Just get Mina home… Mina! He turned around and smiled comforting to his little sister that went behind him.
Minaswen was tiered and stumbled all the time, but she tried to keep up and didn't complain. Her brother was hurt, and he had to get home. Soon, she could see that he was ready to collapse any moment. She almost walked in to him as he suddenly stopped.
"Minaswen, we should rest, you're tiered." Her brothers' gentle voice reached her tiered mind.
"But we need to get home, or at least out on the road."
"You can not walk any further penneth, but if you insist on coming, let me carry you." She immediately protested.
"But your shoulder! You're hurt"
"It doesn't hurt that much, come here." Said Legolas in a gentle voice and picked her up, ignoring his acing shoulder. He had not gone more then ten minutes, until his sister was asleep, wariness claming her. He continued to walk, determined to reach the road. Suddenly he saw it, and he almost laughed high in joy, but when he finally reached the road, his body gave in to the poison and he collapsed unconscious on the road.
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Thranduil sat beside the bed where his son lay deeply unconscious. It was not long since he finally had achieved the antidote, but he had not shown any signs of waking. Thranduil sighed and looked down on the little bundle in his arms. Mina slept peacefully in his arms, covered in blankets. Ha had refused to let her away from him, no matter what. She had waked up briefly before, but simply smiled at him and whispered: "Hello Ada." Before she fell asleep again
He sighed and remembered the state he, and the rest of the search company, had found them in;
Thranduil and his small company - two guards and a healer - had left the palace in all haste after Legolas steed had returned. They had followed the old forest road, in hope to find a place where they could find a trail. They found more then that… In the road side, nor to far from the enchanted river, they had spotted a lifeless bundle. It had not taken them long to realise, that the body belonged to Legolas of Mirkwood. Thranduil had launched himself of the horse and rushed to his son's side. He felt panic raised again as he saw Legolas blood stained shoulder, the prince eyes was tightly shut in pain. Suddenly he herd a whimper, and Thranduil realised, that under the body of the Mirkwood prince, lay his sister. With help from the guards and the healer, a stretcher for his son was created and Mina was freed from her brothers' lifeless grasp. Not being able to stay by his son's side as the healer worked to safe his life, the king had taken care of Minaswen, not letting her out of his sight for a second.
Thranduil sighed again, the memories of his only son's pain filled face stilled haunted him, and would probably do so during the closest months. He hugged his daughter closely and watched her peaceful face.
"What happened to you little one?" he whispered and rested his cheek against her golden head. Suddenly the little elfling stirred. Her eyelids flittered a moment before opening.
"Ada?" she mumbled, looking hopefully at him.
"Yes Mina, it's me, you're home now, you're safe." He whispered and hugged her closely again.
"Ada…Las! Ada, he was injured, that spider…You got to help him!" Mina almost panicked.
"Shh penneth nin." The king hastily reassured his child. "Legolas is safe also, look." He pointed at the bed. "He's just sleeping now. He was weary tired you see."
"Can I sleep to adar? I'm still tiered, we walked a long way." Minaswen did already struggled to keep her eyes open.
"Sleep child, I won't go anywhere."
"I knew you would save us." The little elfling mumbled. "just as the other elflings adar did.." then her eyes glazed over into a peaceful sleep.
The End
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Elvish:
Adar- father
Ada- Dad/daddy
Penneth nin- My little one
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