And the sky full of stars: Part V
The week passed. To Legolas it seemed an eternity.
Banished to the couch, forced to keep his bandaged foot
immobile, he stayed.
During the day he was mostly alone. A few eyes peaked
through windows. But even after the first day, that
stopped. Elesia was in and out. Long enough to hand him
some food and was back out the door. Gimli following along
behind her as the villagers reenforced the gates under
Gimli's watchful eyes.
At night, Gimli and Elesia would update him on what they'd
accomplished during the day. But being able to do little
more but listen, Legolas had little advice to offer, only
words of encouragement. And even his words of
encouragement lacked their usual luster after the third day
of being indoors.
On the fourth day, Gimli mentioned his theory of the
village trees and how he was certain he had found the
Entwives. This news alone was enough to cause Legolas to
spring to his feet. Despite all protests from Old Rose, he
insisted he was healed and that he would go outside the
The fifth day dawned. Legolas was outside to greet it.
All was peaceful. The village was asleep. Under the
boughs of the trees he stood as the sunlights first rays
peaked through the branches. He closed his eyes and
breathed deeply, letting the wind caress his cheeks. He
listened to the sounds of the trees and walked amongst
them. Stopping frequently to run his hand along the bark.
Looking up into their leafy branches, he thought that
perhaps Gimli was correct. Maybe these were the Entwives
that left the Fangorn Forest long ago. He sat in the
natural hollows along the base of the trunk and stared up
into the branches in a thoughtful silence. Which was how
Elesia found him.
"Do all elves wake with the sun?" she asked.
"Only those who have not seen it rise in many days." He
"You tire of my hospitality?" she asked, mocking hurt.
"Never." He said. "But I long for a ceiling of endless
blue skies by day and stars by night."
They sat in a companionable silence, watching the sun as it
rose and the rays as they flickered through the branches
"I have never seen trees of this sort." He said.
"They are a mystery. Many stories have been told about
their origins." She said.
"In this age it is a comfort to know that some mysteries
are left to be explained and some things of wonder still
inhabit the earth, though all else is fading." He said.
He rose, turning his attention away from the branches and
looked towards the front gates. "In a quieter time, I
should like to hear those stories."
"When the orcs are gone." She said. Her tone of voice
gave her doubts away, as they walked together towards the
"They will be destroyed." Legolas said. "It will only
take some time."
"I believe you." She said.
"But.." Legolas said.
"But it a long way from Gondor and King's have other things
to fill their days than being concerned with a handful of
orcs leagues away from his throne." She said.
"Aragorn is concerned with all in his kingdom. Not only
those nearby. He has traveled far and wide and holds every
road traveled and untravelled dear to his heart." Legolas
"If that is true then he must be a wise king indeed. For
those who came before him gave not a thought to ones so far
away." Elesia said. They approached the front gates.
"He will not fail you." He said. "Nor will I.
He said a few words in a language that she could not
understand. Then he translated them into the Common
"On my honor as son of Thranduil, King of Mirkwood. We
will return." He said.
"Your father is a king? So you are a Prince?" she asked.
"In title only, my father will never give up his throne.
And I have no desire to take it." He said. "My future
Elesia said nothing. There was a sad longing in his eyes.
And it seemed to Elesia that in his blue eyes she could see
the waves of the endless sea, stretching out before her.
But it quickly faded and he shook the feeling away.
"Let us see the gates and I shall see if Gimli is as good
with wood as he is with rocks." Legolas said.
He quickly leapt upon to the gates, examining the
craftmanship. He could see the extra barriers along every
weak spot on the gates. It was reenforced with both rock
and wood. Along the top of the gates there was a small
space wide enough for one man to stand, many rocks had been
gathered. Gimli had constructed weapons to fling the
stones long distances. Some stones were coated and wrapped
with hay, so that when lit with fire they would burn. It
looked strong and the area was well defencible. But with
so few to guard it, the fight would be hard should the orcs
Elesia joined him on the top of the gates. As if reading
his thoughts said, "It will be a hard fight, but we can
He looked at her for a very long time. She held his gaze.
"I do not doubt it. I should be proud to stand in battle
beside you. Though I hope it will not come to that." He
"As do I." She said.
They looked out across the empty valley towards the mountains.
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