17. The Search Continues.
Legolas's P.O.V (continued)
I woke up to what seemed like hours later. The sun was right over top of our heads. It was warm and cool out. I stretched my body out and went to see what the dwarves were up to. They were all in a group, chatting amongst themselves as usual. I walked up to them and sat with Thorin. "You okay? You slept quite a while. We let you sleep because you needed it." I gave a bit of a smile. "Well thank you, for letting me be." I said. Thorin wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "You're going through a lot. Don't be afraid to call on us if you need anything." He said. "Thank you." I replied, looking back at him. Thorin gave a nod and walked away. "Uh, Thorin!" I called. "Thorin turned back around. "Would you mind helping me with something?" I asked. Thorin walked back over and sat down beside me. I stared at the floor of the forest for a few moments before speaking. "I need your help, with breaking the news to my dad." I said. Thorin's eyes widened. "You can't tell your dad. Not yet. Just give it some time." He said. "No! It's been more than a month Thorin! Aquilia is as good as dead right now." My words made me feel like I was stabbing her. I hated it. I wanted to believe she was still alive, but how could I? With orcs being out there and who knows what else. "My father needs to know. He told me to protect her. The last thing I want is to get in trouble for not immediately telling him. I would like to go now." I said. Thorin's gaze reached the ground before nodding. "Very well. I'll go tell the others." He said as he looked into the distance. He rose from his seat and left. I took a deep breath and out my head in my hands. I had no idea how to break the news to my father. I thought and thought but nothing came to mind. A few moments later, Thorin and the rest of the dwarves approached me. "Ready when you are. He says.