Hidden in a tree, Aragorn watched as the Orcs kicked and beat Legolas and tore off his tunic. They then tied him to the very tree where Aragorn sheltered, and began to whip the Elf.
Legolas uttered no sound as the cruel thongs scored his fair Elven flesh with bloody raised wheals.
"Elendil!" Aragorn howled, leaping from the tree. Taken by surprise, the vile Orcs stood no chance.
Hastily hopping over their corpses, Aragorn untied Legolas.
"How are you, mellon nin?" he asked anxiously.
"I'm fine, Estel," Legolas replied, blinking his big blue eyes. Smiling, he fainted into Aragorn's arms.
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