Anything (Legolas Thranduil father son fic)

Chapter 11

The pain was creeping back. His chest burned.

Thranduil winced as he probed the wound on his chest. He hissed in pain. 

And looked at it.

It was a red around the edges And swollen. The bandages were loose on his chest and were able to be moved slightly to see the horrible wound. The burning, swelling and red had one explanation.

 Infection....

Thranduil felt his worry grow slightly. If the wound had been poisoned and left for a long while there was a large chance of death.

I will not die! The Elvenking swore. I was young when I had to become King. Younger than Legolas. If I die he is next in line and he cannot rule yet.

The door opened slowly. "My lord?"

"Tauriel. What is it?" He said in a bored tone.

"My lord," she gave a short bow to him, "The spiders are at large again. They seek revenge for the death of their kind that were inflicted by us."

"Do not lead any more parties out until I am healed. We must distance ourselves for the time being, take no risks. We lost many on that day. Many fine warriors."

"We almost lost our King. We should lead one out immedetly and attack," Tauriel argued.

"Tauriel! We will not risk any more elves on behalf of the spiders. There is no sence in racing out, unprepared and playing into the spiders legs." Thranduil cut her off sharply.

"Yes my lord," anger burnt in the she-elfs eyes as she bowed once more and turned to exit.

"Wait." She turned and halted, "send for the healers."

A question lit her eyes now. "My lord?" But upon catching the look upon his fair face she turned and left.

 So I'm gonna publish when I can for either story. Okay? Okay. (TFIOS pun. Sorry XD) Please comment or vote. Helps me out a lot, thanks! Love ya <3. Oh yeah. After I finnish this story I'm gonna do a book of one shots. Please comment if u want me to write it or not. Thx!!!!!!!!!!!!