The healer (Legolas love story)

Chapter 7: 10th member

A/N: One thing I forgot to tell you, for I went on just like my last book and I forgot to declare it again. For my dear readers who have read the story before this chapter and have not read Niphredil Elentary trilogy, the conversations with underline are in Elvish. Forgive me if you have been confused about them.

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Nestarel didn't go to her room after the council. She knew that Legolas will come there the first place in the search for her. Instead, she wandered in the valley aimlessly. She felt very bad. Legolas had put himself in a journey that could have no return. It was very dangerous. What if something would have happened for him?

She stood in a bower and leaned on a railing and covered her face with her hands. "Finally I found you." Aragorn's familiar voice brought her out of her thoughts. She raised her head and saw him standing there. He smiled at her. "Legolas is looking everywhere for you, my Lady. He is worried." he said and stood in front of her.

"He has become part of the fellowship mostly because of me. I can't bear this." Said Nestarel and turned and clenched the railing with her both hands so tight that her knuckles became white. Aragorn looked at her sympathetically. He put his hand on her shoulder. "That's because you mean a lot to him. It's hard for a man to stand and watch his woman suffering and do nothing. Try to understand this." he said softly.

Nestarel sighed. "Men can be stuborn." she said. Aragorn smiled. "Well, I can't argue. This is in our nature." he said and Nestarel looked at him. "Go and see him. He needs to talk to you."

Nestarel looked ahead again. The golden rays of the sun had lit her beautiful face. She was angry with Legolas. It was better if she didn't go to see him straightly. "I will. but first I want to go and check on Frodo." she said and gazed at Aragorn. "Thank you, Aragorn."

Aragorn bowed to her and she turned and left. On her way, she went to the healing rooms of Imladris and took some herbs and pieces of equipment with herself. Soon she was on Frodo's door. She could hear the voices of hobbits, coming from a window. She knocked and Samwise opened the door. His eyes widened in shock and he blushed deeply and bowed. "My lady." he said shyly.

Nestarel smiled at him. "May I come in?" she asked. Sam became more red and nervous. He opened the door quickly. "Please forgive my rudeness, my Lady." he whispered and Nestarel chuckled and walked into the room. The three other hobbits were on their feet quickly.

"My Lady Nestarel!" said Frodo surprised. "I'm here to check your wound. Please have a sit." said Nestarel. So Frodo sat and Nestarel opened his bandage. She was surprised by his amazing speed of healing. "I wish I was wounded as well." whispered Pippin but Nestarel heard it because of her great Elvish hearing sense. "Pippin!" scolded Merry and elbowed him. Nestarel smiled. She had become very fond of these little hobbits.

She put some ointment on his wound after checking it carefully and bandaged it again. "Hobbits are really amazing creatures." said Nestarel while bandaging. "You have a great healing prosses. Soon it will heal completely."

"will I'm going to feel it ever again?" asked Frodo quietly and Nestarel gazed at him. She could see a knowing look in his eyes. She finished bandaging and helped him to slip into his tunic. "I can't say certainly but I'm not gonna lie, Mr. Baggins." she said. "You have been stabbed by one of the most powerful dark forces in Middle Earth. You may feel it sometimes, especially as long as you are going to carry this heavy burden." she said and looked at his pocket where he had put the ring in it for a while. Frodo looked at her surprised. "I can feel it as well. I'm an Elf." she said and then smiled. She put her hand on Frodo's shoulder who looked frightened. "Do not be scared, Frodo Baggins." she said kindly and Frodo relaxed a bit. "As I said, hobbits are really amazing. There is a high probability that you don't feel this wound ever again. Who would have thought you come back to us on the brink of falling into shadows?"