Rescued From Shadows

Chapter Eight

Fingon looked up at the door as Maedhros quietly ate his meal. He looked at Fingon who stood up and gave him a calming smile. He then headed to the door and when he opened it Celegorm stood on the other side with another elf.

"Fingon, this is Mildor." Celegorm replied. "He's the healer that we were directed too."

"Good, I am Fingon," He said.

"Nice to meet you," Mildor said adjusting the bag he had with. Celegorm looked past Fingon a bit at Maedhros. He frowned as he saw Maedhros just staring at his meal. Fingon put a hand on Celegorm's shoulder and offered him a smile.

"I...just looking at Maedhros." He replied.

"He'll get better," Fingon said.

"Right. We'll I'll leave you two at it," Celegorm said. He stepped back and then left. Fingon sighed and looked at Mildor.

"Come on in, I'll introduce you two." Fingon said and the healer nodded. They walked in and Fingon led him over to Maedhros. He shifted uncomfortably and looked away.

"Maedhros. This is Mildor, he's the healer that's going to make you better," Fingon said introducing the two of them. Mildor smiled and knelt down.

"Hello," He said gently. Maedhros looked away and bit his bottom lip. Mildor just smiled and said, "Can I look over your wounds?"

"Please, Nelyo? I am right here," Fingon said. Maedhros looked back and nodded. Fingon moved the tree and helped Maedhros move the blankets back. Mildor placed the bag he had on the ground and sat on the bed. He moved the bandages on Maedhros's leg first and frowned.

"Is something wrong?" Fingon asked.

"Yes. This is going to take a bit more work," He replied. "These bandages haven't been changed and a lot of this wound has been infected."

Mildor sat back and rolled his sleeves back. He grabbed his bag and looked around in it. He grabbed a few things and put them on the bed. He slowly lifted Maedhros's leg and unwrapped the bandages fully. Maedhros shut his eyes and bit his bottom lip harder. A small whimper came from his lips and Fingon put a hand to his shoulder.

The wound was large and swollen. It was still bloodied but now there was a mix of colors to it such as yellow, black, and some green. Fingon swallowed as he saw the wound and he looked at Mildor. "Are all the wounds going to be like this?" He asked.

"I am not sure," Mildor answered as he worked gently dabbed the wound with a damp cloth. Fingon nodded and looked away as Mildor worked on the wound. It took a bit of time but he soon was able to bandage the wound carefully. He then moved out but as he reached for the next bandage Maedhros moved his limb away and shook his head.

"No!" He said. "Get away,"

He pulled away from both Fingon and Mildor. He moved to the edge of the bed and stared at them fearfully. Fingon moved closer but Mildor moved him as he did. He then held up his hands. "Easy." Mildor said very gently. "Easy. Just breath. Take a deep breath, okay?"

Maedhros breathed in deeply and it shuddered as it came out. Mildor gave a nod and said, "Good. Try a few more."

Maedhros breathed in again and out with it still shuddering slightly. He did this a few more times but the shuddering as he breathed slowly calmed and became lighter. Maedhros's shoulders dropped down a bit as he relaxed. "Good. Now, please come back over here. Alright. Just let me do one more bandage then we'll stop for a bit." He offered.

Maedhros nodded and inched back over. Once he was right next to them Maedhros took Fingon's hand and held it tightly. Mildor got back to the other wound and it was similar to the first. Once again Maedros looked away as Mildor worked. He winced and gripped Fingon's hand tighter as if to make sure that he was still by him.