Summary: Thranduil speaks to Elrond and Thorin hears some surprising news
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Surprise
Elrond frowned as the scars on Thranduil's face. The king rarely showed them, yet here they were in full view. Thranduil was clearly weaker than he would admit.
"Whatever you're thinking, stop."
"How do you know I'm thinking?"
Thranduil looked to the older elf, a soft smile on his face.
"Elrond, I have known you for centuries. Both as a friend and a lover. I know your thinking face."
"I am thinking of you."
"I should hope so."
Elrond crossed the room to Thranduil's bed and pressed a kiss to the king's forehead, just to the side of his scar.
"You are tired and weak. You need rest."
"Which I am getting here."
"For now. Soon you will return to Mirkwood and take up your crown. Then you will have no time to rest."
"What would you have me do Elrond? I can't just leave Mirkwood."
"Yes, you can. Come to Rivendell with me. You can recover there. We night be able to do something about your scars and the pain it causes you. Please Thranduil. One of your elder children can look after Mirkwood and Legolas will come to Rivendell with us. He needs to recover too."
"And I'm sure Aragorn will help him."
"As I will help you beloved."
"How can I say no to that?"
With a small smile, Elrond pulled Thranduil closer and pressed a kiss to his lips. That was one challenge. Now all he had to do was make sure that Aragorn and Legolas could keep their hands off each other while Thranduil was around.
Thorin strode through the halls, nodding and smiling at the dwarves who passed him in the halls. Erebor was alive again. Workers traipsed through the halls and mines again and Balin and Ori's classes were full of children. Fili and Kili were planning their wedding, wanting to get married as soon as possible and carry on the family name. He stopped outside the infirmary door as he heard his own husband's voice.
"Oin, are you sure?"
"Aye Bilbo. Positive."
"Oh dear."
"You're not happy?"
"Oh Oin, of course I'm happy. I just worry about how Thorin will react."
"He'll be thrilled. It's not everyday that the Consort, married to the king for less than a month, reveals that he's pregnant!"
A/N Done. R&R please. Next chapter, the epilogue.