Happy News by Niana (what a lame name huh?)
Disclaimer: nothing belongs to me, I just like to pretend that it does.
This is an angsty, Elrond/Legolas fic. I have adjusted Legolas' percepted age to fit my liking,
this takes place in year 100 of the Third age. (I'm pretty sure that's when it happens)
I wrote this after seeing the fanart "Melethron" by Nellas in the Library of Moria Fanart
section, and while listening to an endless loop of Don't Speak by No Doubt. You have been
warned.
The paragraph between the *****s is a flashback.
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Legolas Greenleaf, son of the King of the Great Green Wood, sat in silence, a cool veil of calm
covering his face as his world was torn apart. His eyes were focussed, accepting, as though he
was listening to every word the great Lord and Lady of Lothlorien were saying. In truth, his ears
were blocking out every sound, so intent was his mind on the grief of hearing the joyous words
the fabled Lord of Lorien had said:
"Elrond will be married to our daughter, Celebrian. "
With those simple, happy words, spoken with pride and joy, Legolas' universe came crumbling
down around him.
He didn't hear, or want to hear the news of the coming alliance and bond the marriage would
bring to Lorien and Rivendell, nor did he listen to Elronds speech of how he hoped to bring
honour to betrotheds parents and how he would care for and cherish their daughter.
Legolas did not hear his voice waver as he said this.
Soon, although Legolas did not notice, the meeting was over and the Lord, Lady and the other
elves present left and went hurriedly to tell others this grand news. He sat, numb, staring blankly
at the elf who had promised him his heart just the night before. Elrond shook his head sadly, and
reached out his arm in a gesture of comfort. "Legolas, you must have known about this, we have
had plans to make such an alliance for years."
The blond stood, and let his mask fall, showing his deep grief for a fraction of a second before
recovering his icy facade "You never told me. Married..." He said shrugging, than turned and
walked from the room.
Elrond half-elven sank into an ornate chair, shut his eyes, and prayed that what had just
happened was a nightmare, and that he would be awoken, as he had that very morning, by a
warm kiss from the one he loved. Legolas.
******
Warm hands soothed and caressed his heavily loved body, making him purr softly with
contentment. "Elrond" He whispered, sinking back onto the warm body behind him,
lush silks rubbing against his skin. "Elrond, I love you." Those wonderful hands stopped their
soothing journey for a brief moment, before decidedly continuing.
"And I you, greenleaf, I will always love you."
The tired blue eyes of the elf beside him glazed over as sleep overcame his young lover. Elrond
kissed his forehead softly before curling his head into the warm security of Legolas' shoulder, his
heart rejoicing over the truth he had just spoken to this beautiful elf, his mind cringing at the hurt
he knew his words were going to bring.
*********
Sitting in his seat in the abandoned council room of Lothlorien, the Lord of Imladris put his head
into his hands and whispered " I'm so sorry. But it's true. I love you. And I won't ever stop"
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I strongly encourage you to see this drawing. Go to www.libraryofmoria.com and go to the fanart
section. The name of the drawing is "Melethron" (it's rated R, and it's gorgeous ^_^)
And if anyone would like a beta, I would be happy to help. (That is, if you're not scared away by
my terrible writing) ^_^
Disclaimer: nothing belongs to me, I just like to pretend that it does.
This is an angsty, Elrond/Legolas fic. I have adjusted Legolas' percepted age to fit my liking,
this takes place in year 100 of the Third age. (I'm pretty sure that's when it happens)
I wrote this after seeing the fanart "Melethron" by Nellas in the Library of Moria Fanart
section, and while listening to an endless loop of Don't Speak by No Doubt. You have been
warned.
The paragraph between the *****s is a flashback.
___________________________________________________________________________
Legolas Greenleaf, son of the King of the Great Green Wood, sat in silence, a cool veil of calm
covering his face as his world was torn apart. His eyes were focussed, accepting, as though he
was listening to every word the great Lord and Lady of Lothlorien were saying. In truth, his ears
were blocking out every sound, so intent was his mind on the grief of hearing the joyous words
the fabled Lord of Lorien had said:
"Elrond will be married to our daughter, Celebrian. "
With those simple, happy words, spoken with pride and joy, Legolas' universe came crumbling
down around him.
He didn't hear, or want to hear the news of the coming alliance and bond the marriage would
bring to Lorien and Rivendell, nor did he listen to Elronds speech of how he hoped to bring
honour to betrotheds parents and how he would care for and cherish their daughter.
Legolas did not hear his voice waver as he said this.
Soon, although Legolas did not notice, the meeting was over and the Lord, Lady and the other
elves present left and went hurriedly to tell others this grand news. He sat, numb, staring blankly
at the elf who had promised him his heart just the night before. Elrond shook his head sadly, and
reached out his arm in a gesture of comfort. "Legolas, you must have known about this, we have
had plans to make such an alliance for years."
The blond stood, and let his mask fall, showing his deep grief for a fraction of a second before
recovering his icy facade "You never told me. Married..." He said shrugging, than turned and
walked from the room.
Elrond half-elven sank into an ornate chair, shut his eyes, and prayed that what had just
happened was a nightmare, and that he would be awoken, as he had that very morning, by a
warm kiss from the one he loved. Legolas.
******
Warm hands soothed and caressed his heavily loved body, making him purr softly with
contentment. "Elrond" He whispered, sinking back onto the warm body behind him,
lush silks rubbing against his skin. "Elrond, I love you." Those wonderful hands stopped their
soothing journey for a brief moment, before decidedly continuing.
"And I you, greenleaf, I will always love you."
The tired blue eyes of the elf beside him glazed over as sleep overcame his young lover. Elrond
kissed his forehead softly before curling his head into the warm security of Legolas' shoulder, his
heart rejoicing over the truth he had just spoken to this beautiful elf, his mind cringing at the hurt
he knew his words were going to bring.
*********
Sitting in his seat in the abandoned council room of Lothlorien, the Lord of Imladris put his head
into his hands and whispered " I'm so sorry. But it's true. I love you. And I won't ever stop"
___________________________________________________________________________
I strongly encourage you to see this drawing. Go to www.libraryofmoria.com and go to the fanart
section. The name of the drawing is "Melethron" (it's rated R, and it's gorgeous ^_^)
And if anyone would like a beta, I would be happy to help. (That is, if you're not scared away by
my terrible writing) ^_^