Innocent Betrayal

By SunRose

Summary: Aragorn and another member of the Fellowship are in love, much to the sorrow of Legolas. SLASH!!! This Chapter from Legolas' POV!!!



Legolas' POV

I did not know what was going on. I had been blind to it. My heart desired Aragorn and I had dared hope that he might feel the same towards me. Never could I have been so wrong. I first met the man, Boromir, at he Council of Elrond. He insulted the man I loved so, and of course, I leapt to his defense. Aragorn ignored my loyalty to him and instead, spoke to Boromir. I was slightly hurt, but I understood Aragorn's need to befriend the man who was his kinsman.

Later that night, I had been walking through the gardens of Rivendell, admiring their beauty and speaking with the trees, when I overheard Aragorn and Arwen in an intense conversation.

"My immortality is free for me to give to whom I choose, as is my heart."

There was silence that followed. It felt so thick, that even the trees held their breath.

"Arwen, I cannot accept this. For my heart belongs to another. I did not expect it to happen, but it has. And now I must deal with my feelings."

"So I no longer hold a place in your heart?"

"I am sorry. This new love of mine was so sudden. At the Council…"

Aragorn trailed off, and when he started speaking again, his voice was too hushed, even for my ears. But that did not matter. Aragorn loved one from the Council! At the time, I was foolish enough to think that it must have been me. I ran through the trees, triumphantly singing my joy. The one I held most dear, returned my feelings! It was like a dream, too good to be true. But the dream was soon to be over, and the harsh cold dawn of reality would intrude upon my merriment.

Leaving the glade, I paused behind a tree, for I saw Aragorn a slight ways off. I smiled as I hid, because I wished to surprise him. I was busy thinking of the many ways that I could surprise him (maybe a hug, or even a passionate kiss…) that I did not notice Boromir approaching him. I frowned when I saw the other man, since I did not like him. I could hear them speak. Aragorn wished to go to the woods to settle something. I was worried about my dear one, I had no doubt that he would escape unscathed, but maybe if Boromir were injured in some way, Aragorn could have gotten into trouble. Now that I look back on it, I still cannot decide whether it would have been better if I had never gone. I would have saved myself some heartache, but sometimes a rude awakening is the better kind. And maybe I would have embarrassed myself, in some way, later. But, anyway, that is what happened and there is no way to change it.

So I followed Aragorn and Boromir, but at a safe distance. When they reached a clearing amidst the trees, they did indeed begin to tumble about after some short words, which I did not hear. Although, they did seem to be more wrestling than fighting. Soon Aragorn pinned Boromir to the ground, and I silently cheered for him. But my mind went completely dark when I saw the man I loved lean in and capture Boromir's lips in his own. Boromir responded with equal passion. I was reeling with shock. It wasn't me, it had never been me.

I ran from the clearing, sorrow filling my heart. I did not know where to go, or what to do. I loved him! With all my heart and with all my shining elven soul! And he loved… HIM. I felt a sudden anger towards Boromir. Some part of my mind believed that Boromir had stolen Aragorn from me, but the rest realized that not to be so.

The Council of Elrond continued for many days. And for all of those days, I saw the looks between Aragorn and Boromir, all of the brief touches and secret smiles. I practically seethed with jealousy. Oh, how I wished I was Boromir! To be able to look into Aragorn's eyes and see love… oh, if only that were I!

It was decided that the ring would be taken to Mordor by the small hobbit. Aragorn agreed to join him, as did I. I was slightly excited about being able to go on a journey with Aragorn. I still loved him. Even if somehow I felt betrayed, but it was not his fault. Then, much to my dismay, Boromir was also joined our Fellowship. I also did not miss the glance that passed between the two men. It was love. Pure and utter devotion.

How am I going to deal with this? We have just set out on our journey, and I already feel as if I am going insane! I do not want to try to steal Aragorn away from Boromir, for that would be wrong and unkind, but I cannot stand the one I adore, loving another! What will I do? It will be many days till this journey is over. Many days till this hurt will finally cease and a dull ache will take its place… There! There it is again! Another one of their discreet touches! Oh, will I be bound to this jealous agony forever! Maybe time can heal what elven magics can not.

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Ok, what did you think? If you want more, review! What do you think I should do? There are so many different ways I can take this story! I just can't decide! This muse bit me and is now running crazy!