The Return of the King and Queen

Chapter 11: Lothlórien

The company jogged down the hill into a forest covering at the bottom. It was there that they took a moment to make sure that there was nothing following them. At the bottom, Amdiriel could feel the pain in her side burn, she felt around and figured that she had dislocated a rib. "Boromir?" she said. Boromir was immediately at her side, he could tell as they were coming down the mountain that something was wrong. "I think that I may have dislocated my rib." he told her.  Boromir nodded "You know what to do." He whispered to her, for this wasn't her first time dislocating something, nor would it be her last she was sure.
She and her brothers had always found ways to get into trouble that normally led to some type of injury, they would then have to go to the house of healing who would then tell their parents about what had happened. After watching the woman of the house of healing so many times, they began to pick up tips and technics to keep them out of there. Their knowledge became very handy on the battlefield in helping each other and othersas they got older.  

Boromir walked over to Aragorn and whispered  "We have to stop for a moment. Amdiriel's hurt." Aragorn looked at him and then looked to Amdiriel who was removing her weapons from her body. "What's happened?" He asked as they then walked over to Amdiriel. "She thinks she may have dislocated her rib." Boromir said as he knelt beside his sister, he too removed his sword from his waist. Amidiriel began to unbutton her top, Aragorn quickly realized what was happening looked to Legolas who then nodded at his friend and ushered the other males away. Amdiriel disguarded her outer vest "Can I help in any way?" Aragorn asked. Boromir took his gloves off and placed them off to the side. "If she has in fact dislocated her ribs, you will have to hold her down to make sure she doesn't punch me in the face." He told him. Aragorn looked at him confused. "It's happened before." Boromir explained. "One time only." Amdiriel clarified as she lifted up her shirt just below her breast. Several scars from her past battles were revealed along with a very large grey bruise on her left side. Boromir felt around until Amdiriel hissed. "Oh don't be a baby." Boromir teased. Amdiriel growled about to snap at him as he pushed on her bruise again. "Yes, you dislocated your rib again. I got to push it back into place before we move on." Boromir said more to himself than anything else.  Amdiriel nodded and laid down on the ground, so Boromir could place his hands accordingly. Aragorn slipped his hand into Amdiriel's free. Once Amdiriel turned her head to look at Aragorn, he gave her an encouraging smile. Amdiriel returned it but her face soon flinched in pain as Boromir pushed on her rib. Amdiriel's grip on Aragorn's hand tightened as she bit her lip to keep her from screaming. "Okay, Amdi, turn over carefully." Amdiriel did as she said with Aragorn's help as she turned over. Now on her stomach, Amdiriel reached for Aragorn's hand and gripped it tightly as Boromir pushed on her again.  Boromir then told Amdiriel that she was good. "Does it feel better?" Aragorn asked as he let his hand wipe away the stray hairs that had fallen in front of her eyes. Amdiriel let out a deep breath and nodded, giving him a small smile and giving his hand a tight squeeze before she sat up. Aragorn handed her outer top and helped her to her feet. 

"We are not far from Lothlorien, are you going to be okay?" Aragorn asked her, concern in his eyes. "I'll be fine, it doesn't hurt anymore but if it makes you feel better, I'll go see a healer we get to safety." Amdiriel reasoned. "Alright." Aragorn wanted to say more but he knew that Amdiriel could handle the pain, they were only two hours away from safety anyway. 

They were off once again, moving quickly but carefully through the trees. They had one more field to cross before they would be on the borders. Amdiriel couldn't see them but she knew the guards of the elven city were following them. It was not like them to let anyone this far into their territory without confrontation. They quickly ran across the field and into the forest. The trees were tall and  the aura of the forest had a certain glow with the evening sun. The air felt light but delicate.