I have been thinking about having some incest towards the end of
this, but I am not quite sure. Please tell me you opinion on this matter so
I can decide. I already have two different endings in mind! But more about
this chapter…All will be revealed about Glorfindel in time no matter what
ending I choose so don't worry! Elvish is in ' ' and thoughts are in !
Enjoy!
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'You seem rather happy this morning,' commented Glrofindel, as he and Elrohir strolled through the gardens on their way to the stables.
Elrohir didn't reply, but smiled broadly, for indeed he was rather happy. Maybe it was because he had stood up to his brother and won or because Legolas wanted to see him again. He led the way down the path but when the stables came into view he stopped short. Legolas stood there smiling and waving, however his nose was bruised and off center.
'What happened?' asked Elrohir.
'Oh nothing,' replied Legolas casually. 'I just tripped and fell that's all.'
'Well if that's all then perhaps we can get back on track Elrohir,' interrupted Glorfindel.
'Sorry,' he murmured and he went inside to get his horse while Glorfindel stared at Legolas.
'You don't look so well my friend,' said the elf lord, gently placing a hand on his shoulder.
'No, I guess I don't,' Legolas laughed.
'This is serious Legolas, you can't let your father do this to you any longer.'
'But I have no choice! If I don't take it someone else will and I couldn't let anyone go through the pain I have experienced.'
'I have, and it pains me to see you put up with it!'
He was interrupted by Elrohir calling for him.
'He is charming,' commented Legolas, changing the subject.
'He likes you,' said Glorfindel and Legolas raised an eyebrow. 'Come on it is quite obvious.'
Legolas just chuckled and said, 'You had better get going,'
'I am not going to let you submit to his beatings Legolas,' said Glorfindel, but Legolas scowled a stalked off.
'Well?' asked Elrohir, riding mounted on his stallion.
'Stop being so impatient!' shouted Glrofindel, and Elrohir cringed at the tone in his voice.
'I'm sorry Elrohir,' he murmured touching his arm gently. 'Why don't you go and find your brother, he should be at the archery grounds now.'
Scowling Elrohir did as he was told, leaving Glrofindel alone.
'Damn you Legolas,' he muttered, rolling up his sleeves and gently gliding a finger over a scar that ran up his wrist. As he watched Elrohir ride off he got an idea. His anger and irritation vanishing instantly he ran back to the garden determined to find Legolas.
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The arrow was released from its bow and with a thud it embedded itself in the target.
'I win,' said Elladan triumphantly and the younger elf handed over three gold coins and left.
'Are you gambling brother?' asked Elrohir icily, leaping lightly off of his horse.
'Maybe,' replied Elladan with the same tone, shoving the coins into his pocket.
'Father won't like that.'
'And he won't like the fact that you hit me either.'
The two stood about a foot apart glaring at each other.
'I'm sorry if I am breaking up this family moment but I was told that the champion archer of Rivendell was accepting challenges.'
The twins whirled around to see Legolas standing next to the target, a bow in his hand and a smile on his face.
A loose white tunic hung around his lithe frame and it was open in the front revealing his muscled chest. Underneath he wore brown leggings. It was nothing special but Elrohir found himself unable to take his eyes of him. However he didn't notice that Elladan was staring too.
Legolas cleared his throat loudly and Elladan said haughtily, 'So you have come to challenge me?'
'Well why else would I be here?' Legolas chuckled.
'Fine,' Elladan snapped. 'Three shots each, and the winner gets…'
'Ten gold coins?' Legolas suggested.
'No, I have something better in mind.' Elladan said before extracted three large bottles of red wine from his bag. A smile appeared on Legolas's face.
'You can go first,' said Elladan, and Legolas moved about fifty yards away from the target and let an arrow fly. It hit dead center.
Scowling Elladan lined his shot up and his arrow too hit the center of the target. The next two arrows were shot and both went into the holes that the first arrows had created.
'You are very good,' said Elladan and Legolas lined up his final shot.
'As are you,' murmured Legolas.
Elrohir stood off to the side admiring how at peace Legolas looked when he was shooting the arrows.
A twang was head and the arrow hit the center again.
Elladan scowled and lined up his shot and for the first time that day it missed.
A triumphant smile lit Legolas's face and if it was possible Elladan's scowl deepened. Silently he handed over the wine just as Glorfindel came running into the clearing his face flushed. He stared at the three elves who stared back.
This is easier then I thought it would be, he thought before saying, 'Come Elladan your father wants to speak with you,'
Sullenly Elladan followed the smiling older elf leaving Elrohir and Legolas alone.
'No one has ever beaten Elladan before,' said Elrohir breaking the tense silence. 'He is not going to take it well.'
'I would hate to be around him later,' said Legolas with a chuckle and Elrohir paled. He hadn't thought about how Elladan might release his anger.
'I'm sorry,' said Legolas.
'No it's fine,' murmured Elrohir. Now that he was close to the golden haired elf his heart was beginning to beat very fast.
'Do you want to have some?' asked Legolas offering him a bottle of wine.
Silently he took it and opened the bottle. It smelt very strong but yet intoxicating. He briefly wondered if Legolas smelt like that but that was wiped from his memory after he took a sip.
Next to him Legolas laughed insanely half his bottle gone. Elrohir just hiccuped and smiled broadly. This day was getting better and better.
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'You seem rather happy this morning,' commented Glrofindel, as he and Elrohir strolled through the gardens on their way to the stables.
Elrohir didn't reply, but smiled broadly, for indeed he was rather happy. Maybe it was because he had stood up to his brother and won or because Legolas wanted to see him again. He led the way down the path but when the stables came into view he stopped short. Legolas stood there smiling and waving, however his nose was bruised and off center.
'What happened?' asked Elrohir.
'Oh nothing,' replied Legolas casually. 'I just tripped and fell that's all.'
'Well if that's all then perhaps we can get back on track Elrohir,' interrupted Glorfindel.
'Sorry,' he murmured and he went inside to get his horse while Glorfindel stared at Legolas.
'You don't look so well my friend,' said the elf lord, gently placing a hand on his shoulder.
'No, I guess I don't,' Legolas laughed.
'This is serious Legolas, you can't let your father do this to you any longer.'
'But I have no choice! If I don't take it someone else will and I couldn't let anyone go through the pain I have experienced.'
'I have, and it pains me to see you put up with it!'
He was interrupted by Elrohir calling for him.
'He is charming,' commented Legolas, changing the subject.
'He likes you,' said Glorfindel and Legolas raised an eyebrow. 'Come on it is quite obvious.'
Legolas just chuckled and said, 'You had better get going,'
'I am not going to let you submit to his beatings Legolas,' said Glorfindel, but Legolas scowled a stalked off.
'Well?' asked Elrohir, riding mounted on his stallion.
'Stop being so impatient!' shouted Glrofindel, and Elrohir cringed at the tone in his voice.
'I'm sorry Elrohir,' he murmured touching his arm gently. 'Why don't you go and find your brother, he should be at the archery grounds now.'
Scowling Elrohir did as he was told, leaving Glrofindel alone.
'Damn you Legolas,' he muttered, rolling up his sleeves and gently gliding a finger over a scar that ran up his wrist. As he watched Elrohir ride off he got an idea. His anger and irritation vanishing instantly he ran back to the garden determined to find Legolas.
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The arrow was released from its bow and with a thud it embedded itself in the target.
'I win,' said Elladan triumphantly and the younger elf handed over three gold coins and left.
'Are you gambling brother?' asked Elrohir icily, leaping lightly off of his horse.
'Maybe,' replied Elladan with the same tone, shoving the coins into his pocket.
'Father won't like that.'
'And he won't like the fact that you hit me either.'
The two stood about a foot apart glaring at each other.
'I'm sorry if I am breaking up this family moment but I was told that the champion archer of Rivendell was accepting challenges.'
The twins whirled around to see Legolas standing next to the target, a bow in his hand and a smile on his face.
A loose white tunic hung around his lithe frame and it was open in the front revealing his muscled chest. Underneath he wore brown leggings. It was nothing special but Elrohir found himself unable to take his eyes of him. However he didn't notice that Elladan was staring too.
Legolas cleared his throat loudly and Elladan said haughtily, 'So you have come to challenge me?'
'Well why else would I be here?' Legolas chuckled.
'Fine,' Elladan snapped. 'Three shots each, and the winner gets…'
'Ten gold coins?' Legolas suggested.
'No, I have something better in mind.' Elladan said before extracted three large bottles of red wine from his bag. A smile appeared on Legolas's face.
'You can go first,' said Elladan, and Legolas moved about fifty yards away from the target and let an arrow fly. It hit dead center.
Scowling Elladan lined his shot up and his arrow too hit the center of the target. The next two arrows were shot and both went into the holes that the first arrows had created.
'You are very good,' said Elladan and Legolas lined up his final shot.
'As are you,' murmured Legolas.
Elrohir stood off to the side admiring how at peace Legolas looked when he was shooting the arrows.
A twang was head and the arrow hit the center again.
Elladan scowled and lined up his shot and for the first time that day it missed.
A triumphant smile lit Legolas's face and if it was possible Elladan's scowl deepened. Silently he handed over the wine just as Glorfindel came running into the clearing his face flushed. He stared at the three elves who stared back.
This is easier then I thought it would be, he thought before saying, 'Come Elladan your father wants to speak with you,'
Sullenly Elladan followed the smiling older elf leaving Elrohir and Legolas alone.
'No one has ever beaten Elladan before,' said Elrohir breaking the tense silence. 'He is not going to take it well.'
'I would hate to be around him later,' said Legolas with a chuckle and Elrohir paled. He hadn't thought about how Elladan might release his anger.
'I'm sorry,' said Legolas.
'No it's fine,' murmured Elrohir. Now that he was close to the golden haired elf his heart was beginning to beat very fast.
'Do you want to have some?' asked Legolas offering him a bottle of wine.
Silently he took it and opened the bottle. It smelt very strong but yet intoxicating. He briefly wondered if Legolas smelt like that but that was wiped from his memory after he took a sip.
Next to him Legolas laughed insanely half his bottle gone. Elrohir just hiccuped and smiled broadly. This day was getting better and better.