Note: Any unknown characters are mine! This story primarily focuses on
Aradia and Ullin/Seiren! I may or may not leave Gandalf dead… It just
depends on what my muse tells me. Here's part 1 of the story. Also contains
slash between Legolas/Aragorn.
Hidden Love
Part 1
Aradia awoke slowly, blinking her grey eyes. They had change over the years, becoming a grey instead of a silvery-blue.
She realized with a start that she must have fallen asleep in Ullin's arms, and he had put her in bed.
A slight blush crept over her face as she thought of the handsome elf.
Ullin was partly attractive to her because he was mysterious and secretive at times, but also because of how kind and gentle he was.
Aradia sat up in her bed, and stood. She made her way over to her mirror and saw that her eyes were red from the tears she'd cried over Galen.
Pain coursed through her, before she pushed it away.
It was far better to have found out now instead of later, Aradia told herself.
If Galen truly loved another, Aradia was happy for him.
Love was a very precious thing, in her opinion.
She had only to look at her father and sort-of stepfather to see that.
Legolas and Aragorn were the light of each other's life. They might quarrel over matters such as Aragorn treating Legolas as a child, but deep down, they were always there for each other.
Legolas had patiently waited for Aragorn for years, even after Aradia's father had married Arwen. And he had consoled both Aragorn and Aradia over the loss of Arwen. He knew what it was to lose someone that you loved, for he had lost Aragorn.
Aradia knew that her parents had not loved each other the way her father and Legolas loved each other. She had the gift of vision, and she had seen it to be so. Her father had been affectionate with her mother, but his heart had belonged to another.
Aradia was able to be happy that they had found love together, and that they would be together forever.
Yet, she wondered sometimes what her future held.
If her father could live forever, Aradia would never become queen.
It did not trouble her, for Aradia dearly loved her father. She was fond of Legolas as well.
But must she always be alone? Wasn't there someone who could understand her and ease the loneliness away in her heart?
Galen had done so, until he'd decided to marry another.
The only other person who eased Aradia's pain was Ullin.
He'd been there most of her life, from when she was five years old.
Being five hundred years older than her, Ullin had treated her with kindness, and taken care of her when both Legolas and Aragorn were away together.
A fond smile came to Aradia's lips, as she remembered how she had first met the red-haired elf.
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Flashback Years Ago
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Aradia sat alone, silent tears running down her face.
Her father was in Legolas's room, and Aradia could hear him yelling at the blonde elf, blaming him for what had happened to her mother.
But it was my fault, Aradia silently cried. I wanted to go outside and play. Don't blame him, daddy.
Aradia was startled suddenly when someone gently touched her shoulder.
'Princess, are you all right?' a warm, soothing voice had questioned.
Aradia looked at the red-haired figure, who had gentle brown eyes. He knelt before her, clad in green leggings and a blue shirt. Compassion showed in his eyes.
"Why?" Aradia asked, quivering, as tears dripped down her face. Her mother was gone. "Why did mommy have to go away and leave me alone?"
He gently took her in his arms, and held her tightly.
"Princess, sometimes the people we love have to go away. We may not like it, want it, or understand it, but it happens," the elf whispered softly. "But you are never alone. Your father and Legolas love you very much, and they will always be here for you."
Aradia sniffled, as the male elf stood, wiping her tears away. "Who are you?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. A chain hung around his neck, and Aradia wondered what was on the chain.
"My name is Ullin, princess. I'm the Captain of the Elven guards in Mirkwood," he told her. "Be strong, little one. There is much to live for, even when pain and sadness seek to bring us down," Ullin murmured.
Aradia smiled through her tears. "Thank you, Ullin," she whispered.
It was then that her grandfather had come to take her to Rivendell.
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Present Day
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Aradia smiled at the memory.
She knew that someone, someday, would see the innate caring and goodness inside of Ullin, and would claim him for their own.
Part of that made Aradia upset. Mainly the thought of someone else being with the red-haired elf, who was her closest friend, as well as her protector.
Aradia shook her head.
Why would someone like Ullin even consider loving her? What did she have that was remotely enough to attract him to her?
Aradia felt that there was nothing special about her. She was who she was. Nothing could change that.
She sank down in a chair, despair coursing over her.
For Aradia knew that Ullin could never be hers, no matter how she desired it.
And tears came once more.
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In Another Room
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Legolas and Aragorn lay intertwined on the bed, clad only with their leggings.
'I told you that Ullin liked Aradia,' Legolas murmured in Elvish to his lover.
Aragorn chuckled softly. 'Indeed, Legolas. But the question is, what do we do with the knowledge, love?'
'Oh, I don't know… I rather think they would suit each other well,' Legolas mused. It had been he who'd taken Aragorn into the secret passageways of Mirkwood, to prove the truth of what he claimed. 'How would you feel about them being together, dear one?'
Aragorn thought for a few moments. 'I wouldn't mind it so much, love, if he weren't five hundred years older than Aradia.'
'Aragorn…' Legolas tsked at him. 'Look at the age difference between us, dear. I am older than you by centuries.'
Aragorn smiled apologetically. 'It's just… Aradia is my baby girl, and I fear the day she will leave and strike out on her own.'
Legolas took his lover in his arms. 'Ullin, or should I say Seiren, is skilled in magic and could protect Aradia,' he purred in Aragorn's ear.
Aragorn startled him by chuckling softly. 'I know, I know. Does Aradia even know about Seiren?' he questioned suddenly.
'I'd be surprised if she didn't,' Legolas said softly.
Aragorn suddenly turned the tables on Legolas, and pinned the beautiful elf beneath him. He nipped at Legolas, and purposefully ran his tongue along the pointed ear.
Legolas shivered involuntarily.
'As long as he doesn't hurt her, I have no objections,' Aragorn murmured.
Legolas smiled in triumph, as Aragorn ran his fingers through the blond locks, before he kissed his lover hard.
'What are you planning to do?' Aragorn inquired, as he fondled the elf's fine, silky hair.
Legolas laughed quietly. 'I shall send them to Rivendell together, love. Lord Elrond is far better than I at matchmaking, especially for his granddaughter.' He gasped involuntarily, as Aragorn's hands had began to travel down inside his leggings. A soft moan escaped from his lips as he whispered, 'We'll finish this conversation…'
'…later…' Aragorn finished, as Legolas began to remove his leggings.
To be continued
Hidden Love
Part 1
Aradia awoke slowly, blinking her grey eyes. They had change over the years, becoming a grey instead of a silvery-blue.
She realized with a start that she must have fallen asleep in Ullin's arms, and he had put her in bed.
A slight blush crept over her face as she thought of the handsome elf.
Ullin was partly attractive to her because he was mysterious and secretive at times, but also because of how kind and gentle he was.
Aradia sat up in her bed, and stood. She made her way over to her mirror and saw that her eyes were red from the tears she'd cried over Galen.
Pain coursed through her, before she pushed it away.
It was far better to have found out now instead of later, Aradia told herself.
If Galen truly loved another, Aradia was happy for him.
Love was a very precious thing, in her opinion.
She had only to look at her father and sort-of stepfather to see that.
Legolas and Aragorn were the light of each other's life. They might quarrel over matters such as Aragorn treating Legolas as a child, but deep down, they were always there for each other.
Legolas had patiently waited for Aragorn for years, even after Aradia's father had married Arwen. And he had consoled both Aragorn and Aradia over the loss of Arwen. He knew what it was to lose someone that you loved, for he had lost Aragorn.
Aradia knew that her parents had not loved each other the way her father and Legolas loved each other. She had the gift of vision, and she had seen it to be so. Her father had been affectionate with her mother, but his heart had belonged to another.
Aradia was able to be happy that they had found love together, and that they would be together forever.
Yet, she wondered sometimes what her future held.
If her father could live forever, Aradia would never become queen.
It did not trouble her, for Aradia dearly loved her father. She was fond of Legolas as well.
But must she always be alone? Wasn't there someone who could understand her and ease the loneliness away in her heart?
Galen had done so, until he'd decided to marry another.
The only other person who eased Aradia's pain was Ullin.
He'd been there most of her life, from when she was five years old.
Being five hundred years older than her, Ullin had treated her with kindness, and taken care of her when both Legolas and Aragorn were away together.
A fond smile came to Aradia's lips, as she remembered how she had first met the red-haired elf.
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Flashback Years Ago
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Aradia sat alone, silent tears running down her face.
Her father was in Legolas's room, and Aradia could hear him yelling at the blonde elf, blaming him for what had happened to her mother.
But it was my fault, Aradia silently cried. I wanted to go outside and play. Don't blame him, daddy.
Aradia was startled suddenly when someone gently touched her shoulder.
'Princess, are you all right?' a warm, soothing voice had questioned.
Aradia looked at the red-haired figure, who had gentle brown eyes. He knelt before her, clad in green leggings and a blue shirt. Compassion showed in his eyes.
"Why?" Aradia asked, quivering, as tears dripped down her face. Her mother was gone. "Why did mommy have to go away and leave me alone?"
He gently took her in his arms, and held her tightly.
"Princess, sometimes the people we love have to go away. We may not like it, want it, or understand it, but it happens," the elf whispered softly. "But you are never alone. Your father and Legolas love you very much, and they will always be here for you."
Aradia sniffled, as the male elf stood, wiping her tears away. "Who are you?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. A chain hung around his neck, and Aradia wondered what was on the chain.
"My name is Ullin, princess. I'm the Captain of the Elven guards in Mirkwood," he told her. "Be strong, little one. There is much to live for, even when pain and sadness seek to bring us down," Ullin murmured.
Aradia smiled through her tears. "Thank you, Ullin," she whispered.
It was then that her grandfather had come to take her to Rivendell.
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Present Day
************
Aradia smiled at the memory.
She knew that someone, someday, would see the innate caring and goodness inside of Ullin, and would claim him for their own.
Part of that made Aradia upset. Mainly the thought of someone else being with the red-haired elf, who was her closest friend, as well as her protector.
Aradia shook her head.
Why would someone like Ullin even consider loving her? What did she have that was remotely enough to attract him to her?
Aradia felt that there was nothing special about her. She was who she was. Nothing could change that.
She sank down in a chair, despair coursing over her.
For Aradia knew that Ullin could never be hers, no matter how she desired it.
And tears came once more.
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In Another Room
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Legolas and Aragorn lay intertwined on the bed, clad only with their leggings.
'I told you that Ullin liked Aradia,' Legolas murmured in Elvish to his lover.
Aragorn chuckled softly. 'Indeed, Legolas. But the question is, what do we do with the knowledge, love?'
'Oh, I don't know… I rather think they would suit each other well,' Legolas mused. It had been he who'd taken Aragorn into the secret passageways of Mirkwood, to prove the truth of what he claimed. 'How would you feel about them being together, dear one?'
Aragorn thought for a few moments. 'I wouldn't mind it so much, love, if he weren't five hundred years older than Aradia.'
'Aragorn…' Legolas tsked at him. 'Look at the age difference between us, dear. I am older than you by centuries.'
Aragorn smiled apologetically. 'It's just… Aradia is my baby girl, and I fear the day she will leave and strike out on her own.'
Legolas took his lover in his arms. 'Ullin, or should I say Seiren, is skilled in magic and could protect Aradia,' he purred in Aragorn's ear.
Aragorn startled him by chuckling softly. 'I know, I know. Does Aradia even know about Seiren?' he questioned suddenly.
'I'd be surprised if she didn't,' Legolas said softly.
Aragorn suddenly turned the tables on Legolas, and pinned the beautiful elf beneath him. He nipped at Legolas, and purposefully ran his tongue along the pointed ear.
Legolas shivered involuntarily.
'As long as he doesn't hurt her, I have no objections,' Aragorn murmured.
Legolas smiled in triumph, as Aragorn ran his fingers through the blond locks, before he kissed his lover hard.
'What are you planning to do?' Aragorn inquired, as he fondled the elf's fine, silky hair.
Legolas laughed quietly. 'I shall send them to Rivendell together, love. Lord Elrond is far better than I at matchmaking, especially for his granddaughter.' He gasped involuntarily, as Aragorn's hands had began to travel down inside his leggings. A soft moan escaped from his lips as he whispered, 'We'll finish this conversation…'
'…later…' Aragorn finished, as Legolas began to remove his leggings.
To be continued