Title: Hospitality pt. 7/?
Author: Deathangelgw
Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Sadly, if they were mine damned if I would
share!! But they aren't so POOP!
Warnings: AU, slash, sap, humor, angst, dark, hinted
twincest.
Pairings: Elr/Ell implied, Ell/Elr/Leg, implied Elrond/OC
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Legolas is visiting Imladris for his father…what
he finds there in hospitality is quite unexpected!
Notes: I apologize immensely to any and all who have been
anticipating this next chapter!! Inspiration went the way of the Elves for this
and now it's back with comrades! Thanks go to Orchyd for the Tolkien timeline
help! Thanks also to MA for the beta. Love ya! Enjoy and please review!!
'thoughts'
Sixty-five years passed before Legolas and Calenglîr would
be allowed to see their beloveds. A hard sixty-five years especially for the
middle son of Thranduil. But, whether by fate or intervention, he was able to at
the least send a letter to his beloved twins, keeping them apprised of
situations as well as his love for them. They in turn, aided by many secret
supporters, were able to confirm that love with tender letters secreted in the
most unlikely of messengers.
The first had been from Haldir, who had been sent to
Mirkwood to negotiate trade between the Golden Wood and Mirkwood. Just before he
had left Lorien, the twins had taken him aside and pleaded with him to deliver
their letters. Much to his amusement, they had made many an offer before he had
assured them that he would have done the request whole heartedly. So, it had
been a delightful surprise when Legolas had welcomed Haldir into his home.
The second had come in the form of Aragorn, the twins'
foster brother. He had delivered the creature, Gollum, and had stayed for nigh
unto half a year, learning from the Mirkwood Elves in many arts. He and Legolas
had in turn become fast friends and had, over the years, exchanged letters as
well. Aragorn had been the steadiest of all the 'letter deliverers' and the most
welcome.
The third, and one of the most surprising, had been
Mithrandir. For, after he had given Legolas the much anticipated parchments, he
had then spoken with Thranduil. No one knows what had been said, be it good or
ill, but not much after that, Thranduil's decree upon his son was relented.
And so, when the escape of Gollum and Elrond's summons
came, it did not take much argument from Thranduil's middle child to earn him
the right to go to Imladris to both deliver the news and represent his father's
kingdom at the Council. So, with eager joy-filled hearts, Legolas and Calenglîr
set off for Imladris where, for good or evil, all things were now converging.
*~~**~~*
A deep heartfelt sigh left Legolas' lips as they came
around the final bend before the entrance into the enchanted vale, Imladris. He
smiled as he tilted his head when his friend chuckled, eyes sparkling with
anticipation. "Who do you think shall be more eager…you or I?" the Prince asked
teasingly, winking as his friend flushed.
"Well, I should say you as you shall have two Elves to
please while I shall have the one. But, I know for a fact that Elrond makes your
two seem as Elflings so, let us say we are square?" Calenglîr replied,
snickering as Legolas laughed at that. They rode alongside the other in
companionable silence, both lost in thoughts of the ones whom they would be
seeing after six and a half decades. Neither tried to think on the reasons they
were there, focusing only on the anticipation of reunion.
"Halt!"
The firm command stopped them and they glanced about
warily, sharp Elven eyes searching for the source of the command. They both
smiled as a sentry appeared from the wood, arrow aimed at them. "Who comes to
Imladris?" The sentry asked briskly, pale blue eyes narrowed in suspicion upon
the two Mirkwood Elves.
"I am Prince Legolas of Mirkwood and this is my companion,
Calenglîr. We are here for the summons of Lord Elrond," Legolas replied clearly,
sitting straighter in his seat as he gazed down at the sentry.
Bowing his head in greeting as the arrow was lowered, the
sentry smiled. "My greetings to you, Prince Legolas Thranduilion, Calenglîr. I
shall escort you into the vale," he said warmly before turning and heading into
the woods briefly, returning then with his steed to lead them in.
Legolas glanced at his best friend, blue eyes sparkling
with mischief. "Shall we see who the faster rider is?" he questioned sweetly
before kneeing his mount into a gallop. Calenglîr's yelp of surprise mingled
with the shout from the sentry followed the Prince as he took off in a headlong
rush into Imladris. Grinning as he heard pursuit, Legolas leaned into the race
gleefully. It had been a long time since he had felt so free.
*~~**~~*
Lord Elrond smiled softly as he waited with Glorfindel in
the courtyard, having been alerted of the Mirkwood delegation's arrival. He was
filled with anticipation, but had tamped it down in the common sense that
Thranduil would not be *that* indulgent. Still…one could hope…
He chuckled along with Glorfindel as a shout was heard and
three steeds galloped into the courtyard, two of the three riders laughing
together in enjoyment as they came into the main part of Imladris. Elrond winked
at Glorfindel as the two slowed down and trotted towards them, eyes gleaming
with excitement and anticipation while the sentry bowed to them and left to
return to his post, muttering about crazy Mirkwood Elves. Facing the two, Elrond
held his breath in delight as his eyes met with the ones he'd missed so much
before focusing on the other pair. "Mae govannen, Legolas
Thranduilion…Calenglîr. It has been many years," he welcomed them warmly as they
dismounted and approached swiftly.
"Mae govannen, Lord Elrond, Lord
Glorfindel. It is a pleasure to return to your beautiful vale," Legolas
returned warmly as he bowed his head and put his hand on his chest in salute.
Calenglîr murmured the same, mirroring his Prince as he kept his eyes upon the
one he'd longed for so much over the years.
"You bring light in these dark times with your laughter,
Prince. Tis good of you." Glorfindel's voice was filled with warm teasing as he
came over and clasped arms with them both in greeting, then turned and winked at
Legolas. "Come, my Prince. I shall show you to your rooms," he suggested with a
wink and a tilt of his head towards Elrond and Calenglîr, who were now absorbed
in just staring at the other.
Chuckling lowly, Legolas nodded in agreement. "Aye,
meldiren. Let us leave these two lovebirds to their own…distractions," he
commented in agreement, earning a flushed smile from his best friend before
following the Seneschal into the main building. He smiled as he looked up at his
friend, then his eyes became sad. "Have Elrohir and Elladan taken leave?" he
asked quietly, voicing the worry that had been nagging him since arrival.
"Aye. They went to escort some of our people to the Grey
Havens or at least most of the way as well as do some reconnaissance on the
enemy's movements," Glorfindel responded quietly, darkly as they walked along
the marble halls.
"I see," Legolas murmured quietly as he glanced away sadly.
He had been longing so much to see his beloved twins. Now, he had to wait even
longer. He blinked as a warm hand fell to his shoulder, then looked up into the
warm gaze of the Seneschal.
"Do not fear, ernilen. They shall return ere before long.
They would not wish to miss their hearts' desire," Glorfindel whispered
reassuringly as he smiled, squeezing the strong shoulder under his hand before
letting it drop to his side.
Smiling in returned faith, Legolas nodded. "Aye, my thanks,
meldiren. I long to see them and I can not wait until I can once more hold them
close to me and I them," he affirmed with a loving smile and they continued in
silence to his rooms. Once parted, Legolas went inside and proceeded to ready
himself for an audience with Lord Elrond later. He knew that his best friend
would be taking an…engagement…with the Peredhel Lord for quite a while, but all
three knew that not all objectives of their return were to be so pleasant.
Calenglîr had made a promise to make sure that his lover would have Legolas'
time and the Prince knew that he could trust his friend to keep his priorities
straight. So, with a relieved sigh, Legolas relaxed finally as he prepared
himself for what was to come.
*~~**~~*
Moonlight filtered through the trees of Imladris as Legolas
walked through the gardens there. Already the decline of the Elves could be seen
as the trees changed color and all around the vale was a slight chill that
caught even the hardiest of creatures. Legolas shivered at what that meant for
everyone if what Elrond had disclosed to him already was true.
'The One Ring has returned, brought by a simple Halfling.
And Sauron is raising his forces, aided by the white wizard Sarumon, who has
betrayed us. Ai ada…you predicted that one well,' he thought in irony as he
remembered his father's dark mutterings about the white wizard.
"Mark my words, Legolas. That wizard will betray us.
There is a look in his eyes of greed for power. He will be the one to join the
dark armies of the returned Sauron, of that I am certain."
Chuckling at how right his father was, Legolas shook his
head. He stopped though as he saw two figures on a bridge over the Bruinen.
Tilting his head, he stepped closer, then held his breath as he recognized Arwen
and Aragorn. Eyes wide, Legolas realized finally that this was the maiden who
had ensnared his dear friend's heart and of whom had brought such sorrow.
'Luthien and Beren…ai it is a repeat of history,' he thought in despair, now
knowing why his lovers' own letters had been tinged with despair. They too had
foreseen their loving sister's fall and had grieved.
Flushing as the two kissed softly, Legolas turned and went
back down the path, suddenly longing for his beloved twins. They had yet to
return and he was near dark with his despair. Must he wait for another six
decades for their reuniting?
He stopped suddenly as he looked up, sensing someone near.
Eyes ahead, he focused on the shadow that emerged from the forest. He gasped
softly as the shadow split into two, then became clear as they passed into the
moonlight. His heart fluttered as he saw identical smiles and twinkling gray
eyes as his adored twins emerged and stood before him.
"My my…look brother. The sun has touched down and become
flesh for we immortals," Elrohir's voice was rich with amusement as he winked at
Legolas.
"Mmm…indeed brother. I wonder how the sun would taste or
feel. Shall we be burned?" Elladan returned, his own face wide with his teasing
grin as Legolas beamed back.
"Aye brother…lets." Elrohir whispered huskily as he let his
eyes rove over Legolas hungrily, mirrored by both Elladan and Legolas, who did
the same for them. Glancing at each other, the twins chuckled before moving
forward immediately towards Legolas, who moved also to meet them.
They came together, soft whispers of joy and sobs floated
into the air as lips met in passionate frenzy between the three. Arms twined
around each other as they touched, caressed, and tasted of the forbidden fruits
that had been denied for so long, relishing in the dream finally made reality of
a reunion.
As if of one mind, they immediately returned to the
buildings and Legolas' rooms, which were the closest. Their bodies became one
once there, cries of joy and passion rising in the room several times throughout
the night before exhaustion claimed them in a tangle of limbs, sheets, and hair.
Contentment surrounded the trio even as the tide of darkness rose up, clouding
their future. All that they needed…was each other.
TBC
