Tempestuous Relationship
Warning: The story contains sexual scenes
This story takes place 22 years after the end of White Light:
Thranduil: King of the Woodland Realm
Anariel: Queen of the Woodland Realm (deceased)
Legolas: Oldest son of King Thranduil, heir to the throne, and captain of the first/elite team and commander of the army (born TA 87)
Lucien: Son of King Thranduil, worrier in the fourth team (born TA 201)
Gilmarkar: Youngest son of King Thranduil (born TA 263)
Rozarko: Legolas first personal guard and minder
Girion: Legolas second personal guard
Ruviana: Daughter of the head of War council, Ruvien, courted by Legolas.
The elite team of Legolas: Anglond, Mirthral, Rogon, Logon, Tristan, Falael, Cyan, Kaleth, Galdor, Gilthron
chapter: Confrontation
Warning: chapter contains mild sexual scene
Third age 669: Legolas is 582 years old
Legolas was making a series of skilled and well-practiced twists, jumps and turns, swinging the special custom-made spear around him. It had taken years of practice to reach the master of the spear, but he had been determined to reach that status, after two times being in almost fatal position before it, he now knew how to wield it, and defend and fight against it.
Legolas fighting style, if possible, had improved over the last twenty two years. He was quicker, moving with what seemed to bee impossible speed, always in motion, hardly never standing still, using his speed and agile-ness to his advantage. Many new and old warriors looked up to him, proud to have him as their commander, even though he was younger, even far younger than most of them, he excelled most of them.
Suddenly Legolas found his spear blocked by Rozarko's one knife, Legolas stop for only a second before he turned and attacked his minder and personal guard from another ankle. Rozarko only just managed to block that attack as well, and soon found himself using both long knifes to block the quick attacks from Legolas, who jumped, twisted and turned with high speed, dancing around Rozarko, trying to get past his strong defense. Until Legolas managed to use the spear and throw Rozarko to the ground, gently placing the delicate tip on his neck.
Rozarko smiled as he looked up at Legolas, who was almost panting to catch his breath. Legolas removed the tip of his spear, and with a click on a bottom near the handle, the spear folded in until of was no longer than one of the long twin knifes of Legolas. With an extended hand, Legolas pulled Rozarko off of the ground.
"You just keep getting better and better" Rozarko said with a smile as he dusted the dust of his leggings.
"Just making sure no one will ever hit me with a spear again" Legolas said drily as he walked out of the training ground, taking the waterskin he had placed on the grass and took a few mouthfuls of water.
"You must certainly do" Rozarko remarked.
Legolas looked back at his guard.
"Should you not be sleeping?" Legolas asked, "weren't you on duty this night?".
"I was" Rozarko said as he sheltered his knifes again, "but I have slept enough for today".
Legolas looked up at the son for only a moment before turning back to Rozarko, frowning.
"It's not even noon yet".
Rozarko shrugged, "as far as I know, you have been here training for the past two hours" Rozarko remarked.
"And?" Legolas crossed his arms.
"You are scheduled to train this afternoon as well" Rozarko remarked, crossing his own arms.
"That is with my horse" Legolas told as he unfolded his arms, grinning, "he will do most of the work".
"I bet" Rozarko grinned as he followed Legolas back to the stronghold.
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"Will Ruviana not be returning home today?" Rozarko asked from inside Legolas bedroom.
Legolas had just taken a quick shower, and was now drying his hair.
"Tomorrow" Legolas answered.
Ruviana, the only daughter of Ruvien, had once again been in Lorien for some years studying. Last time she had returned after years of absent had been twenty three years ago, and her and Legolas had started to get a closer relationship than just childhood friends, but the new status as commander of the army had taken a lot of Legolas' time, and Ruviana had deemed it a good time to travel back to Lorien to study. She was only home short periods of time, and Legolas was often either training, on patrols or otherwise occupied, so what had started to grow between them, was slowly fading out again.
Until last time she had been home, for the winter's solstice celebration. She had been in the forest for half a year, and her and Legolas had several times used his spare time together, talking, walking in the gardens or forest, or playing games until the early hours of the morning.
It had been three years since he had last seen her, and he had missed her company in those years.
Legolas quickly got dressed and reentered his livingroom, taking a few reports from patrols on his desk as he more or less elegantly, threw himself down on the couch before the fire. His legs pulled up on the couch before him, and he settled down to read the reports. Rozarko chuckled as he opened the door and sent for lunch to be brought to Legolas chambers.
Just when he had finished the last report, a soft knock sounded on the door. Legolas called for enter, and looked surprised when his younger brother, Lucien walked inside, carrying a tray of food.
"I hoped that you would have lunch with me" he asked as he placed the tray on the table before the fire, "there was something I would like to talk to you about, if you don't mind".
"Sure" Legolas said as he gestured for Lucien to take a seat, placing the reports on the table.
Lucien seated himself in the chair next to Legolas, taking a plate and started to fill food on it, Legolas soon did the same. Legolas patiently waited for Lucien to talk, but his younger brother seemed like he did not want to be the first to break the silence.
"I would like to be better with the bow" Lucien then said quietly, "I know that you are busy, but I hoped that, maybe, you would teach me?".
Legolas looked at him for a little while, his younger brother did not meet his gaze.
"Of course, I will" Legolas assured, taking a bit of his bread as he leaned back in the couch, "but that was not the reason you came, was it?".
"No" Lucien said, a small smile tucking at the corner of his mouth.
"Then what is it?" Legolas said gently.
"When do you know?" Lucien started, "you know…".
"Clearly I don't" Legolas said calmly.
"When you are ready?" Lucien almost whispered.
"Ready?" Legolas asked, not having the slightest idea where his brother was going with this.
"Ready to be with an Elleth?" Lucien now whispered.
Legolas did not answer, but looked for a long time at his brother before he turned to look at the flames instead.
"Why do you come to me?" Legolas asked quietly.
"I assumed" Lucien started, then cleared his throat, "I assumed that you would have been with one, at least, by now".
Legolas poured himself a glass of water.
"I have" he said as he handed a glass to Lucien as well.
"But how were you sure that you were ready?" Lucien asked, "and that she was?".
"I think the best way is to simply talk about it" Legolas told, "the first elleth I was with was a one night stand, it was impulsive".
"It was not Ruviana?" Lucien breathed surprised.
"No" Legolas told as he took a sip of water, "Ruviana and I have not been intimate, yet" he added with a small grin, "neither have we agreed to be exclusive, before you get any dirty thoughts" Legolas shot Lucien a pointed look, and with a nod he continued, "I guess I could feel it when I was ready, it just came naturally, what to do and how to".
"Were you not nervous?".
Legolas was quiet for a few moments, then he ran his hands through his loose hair, starching the back of his head. Then he turned back to Lucien.
"No. No I was not nervous" he told, "not when I was with my first, or the second elleth".
"You have been with more?" Lucien asked a bit surprised.
"The second elleth was more…" Legolas faded out, searching for the right words, "as a small relationship, you could say, I courted her for a short time, and no, I was not nervous when I got her into my bed the first time. It felt naturel".
"How long were you together?" Lucien asked, "I do not remember you in a relationship at all".
"A few months" Legolas told, "it ended quiet… rough… We did not fit together. I did care for her, but I never loved her, and she knew that".
Lucien nodded.
"So, who is she?" Legolas said with a smile as he settled back in the couch once more.
Lucien smiled warmly, "I met her a couple of months ago. She is Naronen's sister".
"Your friend's sister?" Legolas said, "then you better make sure it is al right with Naronen before you court his sister".
"I already have" Lucien smiled, "and he is more than happy about it".
Legolas nodded. "Then just follow your heart, spend time with her, talk with her. Suddenly, you can feel it".
Lucien nodded, then shot Legolas a wry smile, "that one night stand, do enlighten me" he grinned.
Legolas chuckled, "it was at the spring celebrations… twenty… twenty-one… years ago. Just something about her caught my attention. I did not talk that much with her, we danced for a while before we escaped for the forest".
"You did it in the forest?" Lucien exclaimed.
"Against a tree, where else?" Legolas grinned.
"But… You did not know her. How could your first time be with one you did not know?" Lucien asked a bit mortified.
Legolas looked at Lucien for a long time, seemed to be considering something. Then he breathed deeply.
"What I tell you now" Legolas said firmly, "will stay between the two of us".
Lucien nodded.
"That one night stand may have been my first time with an elleth" Legolas told quietly, holding his brother's gaze, "but was not my first time at all".
Lucien looked confused for a moment, then he looked shocked, eyes wide as understanding came to him.
"That means" he whispered, "that you have… with… a male" he barely breathed the last word.
"Yes" Legolas answered calmly, "my first time was forced upon me. I will not go into details. One close to me showed me to enjoy it, and not be scared of it" Legolas explained, "that is why, I was not nervous the first time with an elleth, that is why I could let the first time be only that one. I have learnt, that you do not have to be in love to enjoy it".
Lucien was quiet for a few minutes, taking in the information.
"You really are Sylvan by heart" Lucien then said with a small smile.
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Legolas turned his almost black stallion around, the white mane and tail flowing around it as it reared and turned. Legolas then stopped his horse, and forced it to go backwards a few steps before he pressed it into a full galop again. The horse jumped elegantly over a few obstacles before turning sharply as the field ended.
Legolas then slowed down to a slow trot, the horse lifting its legs high and elegant as he moved forth.
Rain was starting to pour, and soon both Legolas and the horse was soaked, and the ground under them getting muddy. Soon Legolas stopped the training though, it was starting to get dark, and he rode back towards the stables. Not many was out training in the rain, and the few that were, used the rain as a part of their training.
When Legolas rode past the headquarter of the elite team, he could clearly hear voices from inside, and light flowed out of the small windows. He saw a few horses from his team in the table next to the building, and decided to install his horse here instead. He quickly brushed his horse with hay, and gave it food and water before he walked into the headquarter.
Inside candles was lit in the meetingroom and livingroom as well, but the sounds of his team came from the training room a little down the corridor in the middle. Legolas walked slowly towards it, and was surprised to see all of his team gathered in the training room, only clad in leggings, chest and feet bare. They stood in a circle, surrounding Rogon and Logon brawling in the middle. They cheered and roared exited at the battle. Legolas casually leaned against the doorframe, watching them for a while before Logon won over his older brother.
"I won!" he exclaimed with both hands in the air.
"No need to brag about it" Rogon growled as he rose from the floor.
Logon just grinned, "who will be the next?" he said as he looked around as his teammembers.
Legolas shook his head and walked for the bedroom at the end of the corridor, the one he used when he stayed at the headquarter, and where he always kept spare clothing. After a quick wash, dry up and change, he walked back and once more settled casually against the doorframe. This time, it was Anglond and Rozarko brawling, the two brown haired elves were rolling around on the floor, kicking, pushing to one another. Anglond seemed to have the upper hand, and was usually on top of Rozarko, but Rozarko was fighting fiercely, trying his best to get the second in command off him.
Soon though, Anglond got Rozarko pinned underneath him, grinned down at him, his hair tickling Rozarko's face.
"Maybe our dear Prince should consider replacing you" Anglond teased.
"With you?" Rozarko growled, "in your dreams", with a flip, Rozarko pushed Anglond off him, and quickly got the other elf pinned underneath him instead.
"Are you sure he should replace me?" Rozarko smirked.
Anglond smirked back, and with his legs, he pushed Rozarko off him. The chocolate brown haired elf flew off, made a somersault before landing hard on his back. Anglond jumped and was soon on the top again.
"Yes" the cinnamon haired elf grinned.
"You would not last a week" Rozarko growled.
"Is that a challenge?" Anglond grinned.
"No one is being replaced without my leave" Legolas commanded firmly, but nonetheless with a small smile as he strode into the circle, startling all in the room.
"Where the hell did you came from?" Rozarko growled stunned.
"Actually I managed to get in, see Logon win over Rogon, go and get washed, change and get back to see the two off you roll around on the floor" Legolas told as he took hold of Anglond's hair and yank the elf off his minder.
"Oh you make it sound so dirty" Rozarko grinned as he got into a sitting position on the floor.
Legolas head whipped around and shot Rozarko a firm look, one that made everybody in the room take a step back. Something, and the team did not know what, had happened between Legolas and Rozarko the last half year. They had become more distant from each other, even a little hostile from time to time. Girion, Legolas second personal guard, often stepped in instead in situations where Legolas usually preferred Rozarko, and Rozarko took more and more the night duty, where Legolas often slept, worked or otherwise kept to himself.
Legolas turned his attention back to Anglond, who slowly rose from the floor.
"Were you not supposed to be on the training grounds?" he asked as he rose.
"I was" Legolas told.
Girion stepped forth, "we thought, now the rain was pouring down, that we should take the training indoor instead".
"I can see that" Legolas said a bit coolly, "and how is that going".
"Well Anglond won over Rozarko" Girion grinned, "so, now it's my turn to try".
"Then don't led me get in your way" Legolas said as he moved to stand next to Mirthral, watching as Anglond and Girion got into position, and soon began to brawl.
Anglond seemed to have the upper hand in that match too, soon the two elves were rolling around on the floor, trying to prevent each other to get up and on top of one another.
Soon, Girion got the upper hand, and pinned Anglond to the floor, sitting on top of him.
"I won" Girion declared, rising and giving Anglond a hand to get up, "seems like I'm keeping my job" he grinned.
Rozarko turned on his heels and walked out of the training room, Legolas gave him a few seconds before he walked after. Rozarko walked outside, into the pouring rain, seemingly undisturbed by it. Legolas stayed in the door.
"Will you please tell me what is wrong?" Legolas asked, rising his voice a bit over the sound of heavily falling water.
Rozarko's head whipped around, making his chocolate brown hair fly.
"You have been in this… bad mood, in lack of better words, for half a year" Legolas stated.
Rozarko turned his back on him.
"Do not turn you back on me" Legolas scolded, his anger rising.
"Are you pulling ranks now" Rozarko growled.
"No, I am telling you as a friend" Legolas said gently.
Rozarko breathed deeply before turning back, facing Legolas. Legolas stood for a few moments and looked as his minder, the one who had been there for him his whole life. Rozarko always looked at him with kind and even loving eyes, now they were replaced with something cold, hurt even. Legolas walked into the rain, he did not care that the rain soaked him for the second time in less than an hour. He stopped right before Rozarko, gently cupping his cheek with one hand.
"What have I done to make you look at me with such coldness?" Legolas asked quietly.
Rozarko closed his eyes as if the mere touch of Legolas hurt him, and Legolas quickly removed his hands.
"You have done nothing" Rozarko said in a low voice.
"I do not believe you" Legolas told him, taking a step back when Rozarko shot him a cold look.
"I do not want to talk about it" Rozarko growled.
"If you do not talk about it, how are we to get past this then?" Legolas said, "whatever this is".
Rozarko made a move to turn around and run, but Legolas would have none of it. He grabbed his arm and held him back.
"Do not run from it" Legolas warned, "talk to me!".
"No!" Rozarko growled and attacked Legolas, yanking his arm free and pushing Legolas to the ground.
Legolas was stunned and hurt by Rozarko's action, but he would not let him slip away with it. He tackled Rozarko before he could run, and his minder crashed to the ground as well. Soon, the two off them were in their own brawling contest, but a few harder punches and kicks were used, and they would both be bruised the next day.
"Should we not stop them?" Tristan asked a bit worried from the door, watching as the two elves fought each other.
"We better let them work this out on their own" Girion said next to Tristan, "if it gets out of hand though, we will stop them".
Rozarko, being a bit stronger and better at hand to hand combat, soon pinned Legolas to the ground under him. A leg on either side of the young prince, and held his hands firmly above his head. Legolas stopped struggle against Rozarko's hold, and just stared up at him.
"Just tell me what's wrong" Legolas almost pleaded, "so we can get this over with".
Rozarko looked down at Legolas, his gaze turned from cold to apologetic. Legolas breathed deeply, sensing that he got through to Rozarko now.
"What have I done wrong?" Legolas whispered.
"Nothing other than being you" Rozarko breathed as he led go of Legolas hands and moved them down to cup his face instead. Then he moved further down gently capturing Legolas lips. Legolas tensed at first, not anticipated Rozarko to react like that. But soon Legolas reciprocated the kiss. Rozarko felt the change, and deepened the kiss even more.
"Well" Girion grinned as he turned back from the two elves on the ground. The rest of the team walked back into the headquarter, knowing they would not be needed.
Legolas slowly moved his hands from above his head, and pulled Rozarko even closer to him. The rain was soaking them both, but they didn't care at the moment. Rozarko groaned low in his throat, a sound Legolas had come to learn as a sound Rozarko made when turned on, quite a lot even.
Legolas felt as Rozarko's hand travelled from the side of this head, down his side, making him shudder at the touch, until it landed at his hip. Rozarko soon felt Legolas' body writhe under him, and pulled away before he would take the prince right here and now.
"We better go inside" Rozarko whispered, no little amount of regret in his voice.
Legolas just nodded as Rozarko moved away from him, and extended his hand to help him up. When up, Legolas took a firm hold of Rozarko.
"Will you talk to me now?" Legolas asked, "otherwise, I am not going inside with you".
Rozarko looked gently at Legolas, "I will" he promised, as he began to pull Legolas inside.
They walked right past the others who had settled down inside the livingroom, and down the corridor to the last bedroom. Legolas walked right into the bathroom, washing his muddy hair, face and hands before chancing to some dry clothes. Rozarko did the same, and they walked into the bedroom once again.
Legolas crawled onto the bed, sitting in the middle of it, looking back at Rozarko who still stood in the door.
"So" Legolas said, getting back to business, "what have I done to make you feel as you have done the past six months?".
Rozarko sighed, knowing there was no way of getting out of this. He sat himself at the edge of the bed.
"I guess" he started, sighing, "that I am jealous".
Legolas cocked his head a little to the side, but did not say anything.
"I knew that you would seek out other elves" Rozarko said quietly, "I know that I have no claim on you at all. But when you… especially the one in the forest… I was stunned at how I felt. I thought I… I didn't think I would react like that, and a part of me just deemed it easier to push you away".
Legolas sighed and moved forth to take Rozarko's hands.
"What you did hurt me too" Legolas told, "why didn't you just talk to me? Was it that much easier to push me away? Or even get into a fight with me?".
Rozarko evaded Legolas' gaze, until Legolas placed a hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at him. A single tear rolled down Rozarko's cheek, and Legolas used his thumb to wipe it away.
"I was embarrassed" Rozarko whispered.
"Do not feel embarrassed" Legolas told gently, "I am right here. Do know that you can talk to me".
"I know" Rozarko told, "I just seemed to have forgotten".
"Don't you never forget that again" Legolas whispered as he moved closer.
Rozarko moved the rest of the way, once again capturing Legolas' lips, fisting his hand in his silky soft hair behind his head. He had never touched hair as soft as Legolas', the feel of it as he ran his fingers through it, how it caressed his skin, was marvelous. He pressed Legolas down on the bed, pressing himself down on top of him. His fingers trailed the fine line of Legolas ear, hearing the prince suck in breath and felt as his body tensed.
"You do that on purpose" Legolas growled against Rozarko's lips, feelings as his personal guard smiled.
"I do" he whispered as he deepened the kiss.
Rozarko felt his desire rise, and turned the prince around before he pulled down both his and Legolas' leggings. He led his hand travel down Legolas' spine, feeling how Legolas tensed at the touch. He moved closer down, nipping Legolas' ear with his teeth, making the prince groan in pleasure. Rozarko moved, and groaning himself as he entered.
