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Subject: Thanks Author: Legolas [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:39:56 04/14/02 Sun Scarcely daring to breathe, Legolas watched Lómódë struggle to bring Aragorn back from the threshold of death. The way in which she had looked at the king, the same callous way that she had looked at the dead guards, as if they were lumps of meat, chilled him, but her calm and detatched manner was reassuring. As she worked, he could feel the power in the room, radiating from her slim body. The air seemed to crackle with the magic, cutting through the silence. The only sounds were those made by Aragorn himself, as he struggled and writhed in pain. The work was done. Lómódë herself had left as soon as was possible, not waiting to see if she had been successful. Laying one of his hands on Elessar's brow, he sighed in relief. The fever was gone. Legolas stood vigil until the exhausted king was put back to bed, to sleep away the remainder of the illness. Mind at peace, he left to seek out Lómódë, still mindful of his promise to care for her. He couldn't leave her alone to wander in a strange palace. He found her a short distance from the king's bedchamber. She was still shaking violently, head resting on the wall, as if her exertions had tired her too much to even hold it aloft. He rested a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Thank you." he said simply. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]