Title: A Fair Trade
Author: Peamaps
Summary: *Slash* The One Ring corrupted the most unexpected and powerful Elves on Arda. Legolas is bargained like a wine barrel and betrayed by his own father. The mistreated Princeling has one chance at love if he is able to trust.
Warnings: Might turn into a NC-17, M/M Slash, Legolas/Elladan, non-canon, evil Thranduil & Elrond, au, angst and dark. Unbeta'd, English is not my native tongue.
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Update:
I'm using a new word processor and the format came all wrong on . I had to delete and re-post it, sorry for those who already followed the story.
After Celebrian was tortured Elrond has never been the same. Visitors came and went to Imladris but Elrond seemed to care less and less about healing and welcoming them, the fate of the Elves and the world in general.
Centuries after the changes started, the Lord of Rivendell announced he was looking for a wife. Elladan was caught off-guard, having been the one watching his father the closest, never imagining that maybe that was his father's problem: loneliness. Being half Adan could mean he was able to love more than once, pure blooded elves. His own twin Elrohir took many to his bed enough to show he had that trait. Not Elladan, who was a romantic at heart and although much pursued, never felt the need to fulfill his time with mindless sexual activities. His younger twin used to tease him about it.
The preparations for a big banquet was in order and with all already in place, Elladan stood by his brother, awaiting for delegation lead by his father that were returning from Mirkwood to enter the great hall. It was strange. His father didn't clarify why he was going to the hidden dark kingdom and they didn't even know he was on good terms with the Sindar King Thranduil - the everyone was afraid of. And it didn't make sense he would look for a bride there, Thranduil only had a son no one ever saw or knew anything about. Knowing the famed King - who might have gone mad after being isolated for thousands of years - rumors were that he hid his son like one of his precious jewels. Maybe Elrond knew someone from there and that the bride was from the court and not royal.
Elrond was the first to appear at the entrance and then Glorfindel. They nodded and smiled when all murmured in delight for their Lord was returned. Then a few moments went by and Elrond seemed to be trying to convince someone to appear but she must have been shy or terrified that an audience awaited their return for she hesitated. It felt like a long time until a shy, hooded and frail thing came walking slowly with her head cast down. Her body language showed how hesitant she was and Elladan smiled a little, deciding he was going to make his soon step-mother-to-be as comfortable in the Hidden Valley as possible. When said Elf raised her head Elladan's jaw dropped. Everyone smiled their welcome and the shy thing's incredible blue eyes widened, staring here and there at the people gathered in fear. The Imladrians murmured their approval and surprise at such a beautiful Elf. But it wasn't a she. When he dropped his hood he had definite chiseled beautiful male features while his hair was pulled back by warrior braids. He licked his dry lips and Elladan's gut gave a wild backflip. The poor Elf couldn't be more uncomfortable with all the attention and held his hands in front of himself, crossing his fingers in what seemed an attempt to give himself comfort, standing there like an otherworldly marble statue. He didn't know where to look and passed his sky-blue eyes across the crowd again but this time he saw Elladan and the twin's heart stopped. The thin elf seemed stunned by him and Elrohir as many were when they saw two identical Elves - which was rare - but the Man blood lend them an even more exotic look. Or something like that, according to Elrohir who attracted partners of many races and was always happy to tell his bed conquest tales to his brother, while trying to encourage him to 'live a little' before he settled down with someone and regret never having had fun.
'This is Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood.' Elrond announced.
A wave of applause was heard and the thin Elf seemed to shrink in himself even more. Elladan was fascinated. The ellon in front of him was nothing like the pompous and arrogant father, he seemed unaccustomed to having so many eyes on him, and he seemed to hate the attention.
The Prince turned to Glorfindel without looking at him and asked something, and the seneschal exchanged a word with Elrond and gestured his hand to his left. Legolas went on that direction.
'I didn't know ada was into ellon.' Elrohir observed bitterly.
'Don't spoil this day for him. He has mourned enough and deserve some happiness, brother.' Elladan said worriedly. 'Let's be supportive.'
When Elrond approached Elladan tried to smile. 'You surprised all of us ada.'
'Because he is a male?' Elrond arched his eyebrow as he always did.
'Yes.' Elrohir snapped.
Elladan turned to his brother speechless, then gave his muscled arm a squeeze that would leave a bruise. 'Don't mind him Ada, we are happy for you.'
Elrond held his younger son's gaze in contempt, then turned to Elladan. 'I knew you would understand.' They hugged and he whispered in his eldest's ear. 'Always have you been my right arm, my everything.'
Elladan smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. 'But I do think that you were very mysterious about it. We just wanted to understand why.'
'Well, it was mostly because no agreement was really made. The first time I went there...' Elrond started explaining but was interrupted by Elrohir.
'You went there before? Since when you were thinking about marrying, and a Mirkwood spawn at that!'
'Elrohir!' Elladan snapped.
'Seems you are being yourself as always.' Elrond sighed. 'I don't owe any of you any explanation. But you can come to my rooms later Elladan so we can talk over some miruvor.'
'Won't the Sinda Prince be all spread in your sheets by the time the feast is over?'
Elrohir's eyes burned into his father so he didn't see the black shadow move at stunning speed and grab him by the nape. He was instantly facing his rarely angry twin. 'What is the matter with you? Stop it Elrohir, please!'
In an equal swift move, Elrohir released himself and pushed his brother by his chest. Turned away and left.
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A few more parts to go.
This fic is finished but I re-read and try correct a few times before posting, that's why I take more time than I used to.
I'm trying to make it readable but if you find any mistakes please correct in the comments if you'd like. Thank you.