CHAPTER 4

AN: Sorry for the late update. I got into a TV series and it sort of distracted me from this story but I'm back now and will be updating weekly because I'm going into an important year at school. Thanks for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

"Oh, there you are Aragorn. I know you are busy," the old wizard started as the soon to be king walked into the throne room, "though I need to talk to you about Legolas and what role you desire him to play in your coronation." Aragorn was relieved this was all because the entire time it took him to get from his quarters to the throne room, which was at a ridiculous amount of time because of the size of the castle Aragorn thought, his mind had been filled with thoughts of Legolas and what ill news Gandalf would tell him of his love. Aragorn broke out in a smile and let out a breath he had been holding since he neared the room. "I am relieved to hear you say that Gandalf, for now it just appeared Legolas is simply late back from his walk." Gandalf simply rolled his eyes, for it was a known fact that the prince of Mirkwood was always late coming indoors as he much preferred the outdoors.

"Well if you have a date scheduled I will no longer delay you from waiting for your love to turn up." Gandalf practically pushed Aragorn out of the room and Aragorn returned to his chambers much calmer than how he had left them. All that changed when he opened the door. There, on the table he had set up for Legolas and himself was a note. Aragorn's heart beat and breathing got really fast but he tried to calm himself, saying Legolas had been and left again when he noticed Aragorn wasn't there and this was a note to Legolas left to tell him this. He had no such luck.

Legolas woke in the back of a moving carriage. Wait, that wasn't right. He should be having dinner with Aragorn. Aragorn! He sat up quickly and bumped his head on the roof of the carriage. He realized he already had a splitting headache but couldn't remember why. And then it all came flooding back to him. He had been taken, and he knew who by. His hand immediately dropped to his stomach and he was comforted to realize that he could sense his two babies still healthy within him. Forgive me my little ones, he thought, for I have failed you and put you in harm's way. Legolas vowed there and then that no matter what his abductors did to him that he would not let them harm the babies growing inside him. Suddenly the carriage stopped and he heard one of his kidnappers, the one who had hit him in the head he realized, say "Just a moment, I think I heard him move and we don't want him waking up yet." With that, Legolas quickly feigned sleep.

Aragorn lifted the letter and could automatically tell it was not from Legolas for the script in which it was written was much too untidy to be that of his elven lover. Aragorn began to read.

We have him now. You know of whom we speak. He is currently unconscious and will not wake for quite a while. Once we reach our destination we will kill him. Know this, King Elessar; you will never see the pretty blonde elf scum ever again.

By the time Aragorn had finished reading the letter he had tears running down his face. "Guards," he roared, "Guards! Guards!" The three closest guards to the door of the royal chambers heard the call and ran to aid the soon-to-be-crowned king. Aragorn thrust the page at the nearest guard and said weakly "Leave me be and find him. Find him now and bring him back to me."

Legolas lay in the back of the cart, after it had started moving again, and remained as silent as he could. In his stay at Gondor he had plenty of spare time in his hands and so had made friends with a few of the guards to pass the time. His favorite of them all was Fenir, the guard stationed outside of the royal bed quarters. He could not understand how a man that he now considered a good friend was leading the cart he was being kidnapped in. He could use Legolas as a ransom but being such an important guard he was getting paid a huge amount of money and could easily support himself on that.

Even more mind-boggling for the elf was Fenir's accomplice. Arwen had been a Legolas' friend for almost two centuries and now she was abducting him and had knocked him out cold. Legolas couldn't help but to remember the days when they were elflings and the two of them and the twins would always play pranks, be it on each other or on some other unsuspecting elf, every time he went to Rivendell or when they visited him in Mirkwood. Or when he and Aragorn went on a hunt with the twins and at least one of the four always managed to come back seriously injured and Arwen would always be there to make the recovering elf feel better. The four had been best friends and couldn't be separated for a long time back then. As they got older and they realized their duties the visits to each other had become less frequent but they had still remained best friends. Or so Legolas had thought.

Legolas had no idea how long they had been travelling but he knew he was beginning to feel hungry and if he felt hunger, which was a rare occurrence, he knew his son and daughter must be famished. He risked a bit of movement to sit up and check to see if there was any food near him. Unfortunately there was nothing. He had no choice but to alert his captors of his consciousness so he started banging at the doors to make them think he was trying to escape. The carriage halted and Fenir opened the doors with his sword drawn. Legolas sat back and raised his hands, as if in surrender. "So the pretty elf is awake now is he? I wonder what he is looking for?" came the low growl from Fenir.
"Please Fenir, I know you are a good man and all you have to do is return me to Aragorn now and your life will be spared."

This comment rewarded Legolas with Fenir spitting in his face. He threw a package that Legolas barely managed to catch and promptly closed the doors again. Legolas opened it to reveal enough food for a small meal and a water skin that was only half full. Legolas ate the food that barely relieved the hunger he was feeling but hoped his body would use it for the children rather than for him. He did not trust the water skin and so poured a little of the liquid onto his hand to test it. It certainly looked like water but it had a pungent smell to it and Legolas could not place what it was. He decided not to risk harming his children with this and so poured it all out onto the floor. He had a long journey ahead of him.

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