Aw..., a nice and sweet (oh well, as sweet as a puking can be made, that is) story. I liked it, especially Aragorn calming Legolas, that he will not die from this illness (even if he might feel as if ;-) ).

Poor poor Aragorn, learning your the heir to someone you look down upon cant be easy.

A really good read, very deep in places.

Words escape me! the end was perfict, the begining was amazing, all together a exelent story. I really like the how the orks taunted them, I alawys enjoyed writing things like that, and reading them!

OMG you are such an awesome author I bow in your presence...ok.....maybe that was a little much, but really, you really are a great writer. You are simply phenomenal....please continue writing.

 RACHEL

I adored this! There are too few fics that feature Aragorn out in the wilds and sick from illness, not injury. The comfort was lovely---I have quite a weakness for Aragorn vomiting or otherwise suffering from a humiliating human symptom around elves!

I would beg for a sequel, I would... perhaps a relapse? :D

Hey, that was pretty clever. Not amazing, but clever. I enjoyed it. I don't know what else to say, which is a surprising thing for me. Good job.

Elemmire 

That was a nice, if rather brief, look at how Legolas mets Estel(bravo for not killing Gilraen!). I liked the "Will he be safe?" "Legolas?" "Estel." (It has to be the cutest picture! I have a brother that young!) As you didn't make any reference to the caves, or much of the Palace itself, I see little reason to warn someone that you may not see it as they. But in point of fact, though your puzzling over the Mirkwood caves has some logic, I think we need to think in terms of Race and life. Moria is dank, dark, filled with emptiness and fear, and loneliness as Legolas is used to that of (with lack of a better word) homeliness. I see Mirkwood's Caves as a wondrous spark of life- even if a little dim. In The Hobbit, it seems a delightful, if slightly saddened, place to live! It matches the trees. Tolkien said in The Hobbit in chapter 9, 'Barrels Out of Bond': "These were not like those of the goblin-cities; they were smaller, less deep underground, and filled with a cleaner air. In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking..." And the Elves there- whee! Barrels and wine! I hope this wasn't insulting, I was just sharing my point of view. Over all, great short story!

~ Elemmire Star-Sheen

awww! I love sotries about small children, almost as mush as I love the children them selves.

I would be wonderfull if you wrote anothering thing like this except longer.

Thanks for posting this! I hope that is the right word. lol :P

Eleiel

A pleasing ending to a sad, that is melencholy, begining. It is another masterfull peice of story telling. I would evy you, but I would probably spend all my time wrtting and none doing my school.

An a Eru

Eleiel

I have always wondered what elves did with ork bodies. i dint think they would bury them. Would they burn them like the Rohirim did? It is just one of those silly unanswerd questions that are so unimportant, yet bugs to to death.

Oh, and i dont think the twins would cry. i dont know what they would do, but somehow crying just doesn't fit. But perhaps it is the only solution. never the less, in is en excelent chapter, I enjoyed it very much.

heehee, that is rather funny! Of course O would do the same thing if I was in the same place as the Captain, but since I am not I can snicker at him *sncker,snicker*

I bet yor pardon if that sounds strange to you, but I have a srange sense of humor.