Author: Deathangelgw
Author email: deathangelgw@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Tolkien, not me.
Though I wouldn’t mind them! ~_^
Warnings: AU, slight OOC, sap, angst, dark, lemon/lime
later, slash.
Pairings: Eventual Elrond/Legolas, hinted
Erestor/Glorfindel, Elladan/Haldir, and Elrohir/Rumil
Rating: For now, PG-13
Summary: A time to explore finds new things for a certain
Mirkwood prince
Notes: Oh my such wonderful encouragement!! To the ones who
had encouraged me a while back, SO sorry for taking so long on getting another
part!! For those who have just read it at LoM, thanks so much!! I've become
hooked on other pairings now as well and they shall 'peek through' in the story,
occasionally getting focus as well!! And when I last said I haven't read the
books, well…that's still true. HOWEVER…internet searching is a great thing!
Enjoy! Feedback is much loved and appreciated!
‘thoughts’
Elrond sighed softly as he went to the Fire Hall for
dinner, looking forward to spending time with his beloved children. But his
thoughts kept wandering back to the young Elf he had given chase to in the
woods. He smiled slightly, his gray eyes filled with amusement as he remembered
how surprised the young one had been when he had been bested. 'He is still
young, yet he has seen much. And beautiful. I thought those rumors had just been
exaggerations…but it would seem not,' he thought with a chuckle. His smile
brightened as he saw his youngest son Elrohir waiting for him patiently in front
of the doors to the Fire Hall. "Pen-neth? What brings you here, ion-nin?" he
asked warmly as he came up. His smile softened as Elrohir hugged him tightly in
greeting.
"Waiting for you of course, Ada! But, we are having dinner
in the study today. So come on!" Elrohir answered with a delighted laugh as he
laced bowstring-strengthened fingers with his father's own and pulled his father
along.
Laughing softly, the Elder Peredhel shook his darkened head
in amusement as he was dragged along. "Elrohir my son…must you pull?" he asked
teasingly.
"Aye Ada! I am hungry and Elladan has been most anxious!"
Elrohir said with a grin at his father as they came to the study. "I brought him
finally!" he called out cheerfully, and then laughed as he saw the relieved look
on Elladan's face.
"And about time! I was going to whither away and die of
starvation and then what would have happened should I need to lead patrol!?"
Elladan cried in mock indignation, grinning as Arwen rolled her eyes and raised
an elegant eyebrow at him in disbelief.
"Really, muindor. Must you be so melodramatic? You have too
much fat to waste away on before dying anyways," Arwen said as she stuck her
nose in the air snootily. Elladan squawked inelegantly as he stared at her and
she giggled softly. Frowning, the older twin grabbed a grape and threw it at his
giggling sister, grinning wickedly as she squeaked and retaliated in kind. They
continued this grape war for a bit, laughing at each other as they dodged the
'attacks'.
A stern voice clearing stopped them cold and they both
looked penitently at their father as he crossed his arms across his chest,
tapping his foot. They both grinned slightly as they saw the stern look being
softened by a slight smirk of amusement. Elrond sighed softly and shook his head
before coming over, followed by the still snickering Elrohir to be seated at the
table the food was set up on. The Imladrian Lord smiled softly as he gazed at
the fine spread of food and then briefly wondered about the youth he had run
into in the woods. His thoughts were ended when his children began speaking
about their times gone and asking questions as well while eating.
Elladan and Elrohir had traveled far in their hunts for the
Orcs, a hobby that their father was still rather disapproving of, but unwilling
to truly stop their crusade for justice. They knew he worried and prayed daily
for their safe return and took those prayers to their hearts and firming them so
that they would indeed come home to fulfill them. Arwen had likewise been away
plenty, though for different reasons. She had busily been visiting their
grandparents in Lorien, bringing some joy to that beautifully cold land. She
spoke briefly of her worry that Celeborn and Galadriel were becoming too
separated from everything, causing Elrond to worry as well. Though his sons
protested that their grandparents' aloofness didn't spread to the Galadhrim, it
still worried the Lord of Imladris.
But he didn't think very long on it, as the teasing
distraction of making his sons reveal why they thought so and on what basis
became the topic for Elrond and Arwen both. After much badgering and obviously
close hits to the truth, the two interrogators finally found out that their dear
family had been blessed to find love in two of the Galadhrim leaders. With much
blushing, Elrohir admitted to being close to Rumil, second eldest of the three
brothers in Lorien, while Elladan had fallen for the eldest, Haldir. With great
enthusiasm, the twins then regaled their two loving family members how this
wonderful occurrence had come to be.
Sitting back as he listened to the tale, Elrond found his
thoughts drawn back to his own happenstance meeting in the woods of Imladris. He
found himself wondering once again if he would ever find his flaxen wind-runner
again. Silently, he sent a wish to the stars watching over them and relaxed
around his children.
*~~**~~*
With a soft sigh of contentment, Legolas found himself
walking along an almost hidden path he'd happened upon. With a grin, he hopped
up into the trees and began running along the branches once again, feeling
carefree as the wind blew teasingly into his hair with soft caresses. His
thoughts trailed back to his mysterious hunter the other day, yet he didn't
think on it long. All he longed to do was to find his mystery and reveal the
secret identity.
A soft whistling noise was his only warning before he
dodged two arrows that flew at him. He frowned as he stopped, glancing at the
arrows as they stuck out from the nearby tree trunk. 'What is with people
shooting at me?' he wondered in bemusement before dodging a couple more arrows
and jumping nimbly to the ground. He got his bow and notched an arrow swiftly as
he looked around, and then found himself at the end of two notched arrows and
under the scrutiny of two pairs of gray eyes. His own widened in surprise as he
the saw the similarities between the two Elves that had him cornered and the one
that had given chase with him the day before. Slowly, he put his weapon away and
held his hands up, feeling somewhat confused. 'Could they be related somehow?'
he wondered as he tried to discern who was which.
"You dodged those shots quite easily, mellon-nin. A credit
to you," the Elf on the right said with a smirk as they watched the blond
guardedly. Legolas bowed his head slightly in silent acceptance of the praise as
he stood before them. Gray eyes met in silent conference before the bows were
lowered and slung over strong backs. "What is your name, stranger to Imladris?
And what business is it that brings you here?"
Legolas' eyebrows flew up in surprise at that revelation.
"Imladris? I knew not that I had traveled so far!" he exclaimed in surprise,
then smiled as the two glanced at each other then back at him in bemusement.
"Forgive me. My name is Legolas Thranduilon. I come from Mirkwood, but am merely
traveling to see more of this world," he said with a slight bow of his head.
"So, the fair prince of Mirkwood has come to the land of
the Peredhil? Quite brave of you considering what was said of our people," the
Elf on the left commented with a teasing grin as the other laughed softly.
"If being shot at a few times is indication of such, then I
may well believe them!" Legolas replied as he stuck his nose in the air with
snooty dignity, but not before a teasing wink was given to the two guards.
"Well met, Legolas Thranduilon!" the Elf on the right
responded with a laugh as he came forward, hand out held. "I am Elladan
Peredhel. This is my twin, Elrohir."
"As in the sons of Lord Elrond? My my, such a greeting!"
Legolas replied teasingly as he clasped hands with the warrior Elf. He turned
then to Elrohir and repeated the greeting clasp warmly.
"You must be tired from your long journey. Come, we are
done with our patrol, so we shall escort you to Imladris. Mayhaps then you could
regale us with tales of the Mirkwood lands?" Elrohir inquired with a smile
before heading for their mounts.
"That sounds like an amiable plan," Legolas replied with a
smirk as the two Elves mounted and turned their steeds towards the valley. He
grinned in gratitude as Elladan offered him a hand up and he mounted behind the
Peredhel smoothly, wrapping his arms around the slender waist as they started
off for the valley.
*~~**~~*
"My Lord? The twins have returned and it would seem they
have a guest." Erestor's voice was soft, yet filled with curiosity as Elrond
looked up from his paperwork.
"A guest you say? Do you happen to know who it is or where
they are from?" Elrond asked, tilting his head in question as he stood up and
stretched behind his desk.
"Nay, my Lord. I had not the chance to ask for they had
just arrived over the bridge. Glorfindel is greeting them currently, but I
thought that you would like to be host," Erestor replied teasingly and grinned
as Elrond rolled his eyes and came around the mahogany desk.
"Thank you for your concern, meldir. I will go down to
greet our guest," Elrond said sarcastically as he folded his hands before him.
Erestor laughed softly as he walked alongside his lord as they headed for the
courtyard to greet the stranger.
They came out just as the twins dismounted with their
visitor and came over. Elrond felt his eyes widen in shock as he saw who the
stranger. 'Can it be? My little wind-runner…did you find me?' he wondered
silently, ignoring the concerned look he was receiving from Erestor. He smirked
ever so slightly as his eyes trailed slightly over the lithe body as it
dismounted before coming up to the face and seeing the surprise in the soft baby
blue eyes that had held him captive for so long before he had given chase. 'Ah
yes…I see you recognize me, young Legolas. How is it that we can not stay apart?
Is it truly by the Valar's insight? Will you be the one to fill my heart once
again?' he wondered silently as they stepped forward. "Welcome young one…I see
you have found Imladris safely. Your feet carried you well," he said warmly,
with a hint of teasing as he saw a flash of a smile cross the blond's face in
return.
"Aye, they did indeed. Mayhaps now the wind shall tell of
his name before disappearing?" Legolas replied archly, grinning as he cocked an
eyebrow at his mystery.
"Ada…do you know Prince Legolas from before?" Elladan asked
in curiosity and Legolas felt his breath catch in shock.
Elrond's smirk grew as he saw the shock on the pale face
before focusing on his son to reply. "Aye, ion-nin. We had a…race shall we say?"
he asked coyly of Legolas as he stepped forward gracefully. "Welcome to
Imladris, Legolas Thranduilon. I hope that your stay with us will be…well
fulfilled," he said with a regal bow of his head, a smirk on his lips as a
grinning Legolas returned the regal bow.
"I can think of nothing else happening, Lord Elrond of
Imladris. I accept your kind hospitality with the hope that maybe some
friendships will be…formed," Legolas replied smoothly, not even seeing the
curious looks passed between twins and advisors. He found himself drowning in
gray eyes as he kept his gaze locked with Elrond's, daring him to look away.
Amusement colored Elrond's face as he held the challenging
stare before he said softly, "I would hope for that as well." Clearing his
throat, he straightened, but his smile never dulled as he gazed at Legolas.
"Glorfindel will show you to your rooms for your stay here and give you a small
tour. However, I would like to hear how your father and kingdom are, since we
have not spoken in centuries. Would you care to join me for supper in my private
rooms this evening?" he asked, ignoring the startled looks that went once more
between the four other Elves.
"You honor me, my Lord. I would indeed enjoy this night of
gossip and…dinner," Legolas replied easily, a sparkle in his eyes filled with
merriment.
"Very well then. I will have a servant lead you to my rooms
at the appropriate time. Please take the time to relax and see some of
Imladris," Elrond instructed softly, smiling as Legolas nodded enthusiastically,
then followed the confused Glorfindel into the house. Glancing over at his sons
and Erestor, Elrond couldn't stifle the chuckle as he saw their curious gazes.
"Aye?"
"You just basically asked a stranger into your rooms for
dinner?" Elladan immediately demanded as he stomped over.
"Ada…what is going on?" Elrohir demanded as well, almost at
the same time.
"I would like to know as well," Erestor added in
bemusement, a soft grin on his face as Elrond laughed at them while shaking his
head.
"We met in the woods not far outside of the valley and…had
an interesting chase. I just…wish to get to know him better," Elrond finally
admitted with a shrug of his slender shoulders.
Elladan looked intently at his father, gray eyes narrowed
in suspicion. "And do you have intentions of seducing our guest?" he asked
bluntly.
"Elladan!" Elrohir cried, aghast at his brother's
impudence, but then stopped as soon as he saw the twinkle of amusement in his
father's eye.
"And if I do?" Elrond asked quietly, gazing at his sons and
Erestor, confidently, yet also with some need for approval.
"Then I suggest you wear the dark green robes with silver
trim. It will bring out your eyes," Erestor suggested lightly, stunning the
three Peredhil into silence for a few seconds as they stared at him in shock. He
grinned and they all burst out laughing, the sound of it echoing joyfully around
the valley.
"Well then, have fun, Ada. We expect details!" Elladan
declared cheerfully and ran off pulling his brother behind him as he heard the
squawk of protest from his father. Elrohir waved cheerfully as he ran off with
his twin to go get ready for dinner.
Sighing as he shook his head, Elrond grinned as Erestor
placed a supportive hand on the Imladrian Lord's shoulder. Elrond turned and
headed into the house to finish his work and get ready for that night. He just
hoped that he was reading things correctly.
TBC
Translation notes:
Ada-father
Pen-neth-young one
Ion-nin-my son
Muindor-brother
Peredhel/Peredhil-half elf (elves)
Meldir-dear friend
Mellon-nin-my friend
