***-Drea's battle scream-MWAAAAAAHHHHHHHHAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
-anf...anf...-Hehe,I've found a beta reader; or better, she has found me.
Thanx Laura. U're the best!(Laura looks at the new chap and starts to cry)
Er, for the girl who likes Glorfindel (sorry,I can't remember your
name..) I'll see what I can do..
Thanx again to Laura and to the very gentle people who are reading my fic.*_*
So please let me know what do U think of this chapter... ***
Thranduil's room was spacious, with light blue walls with some lines of white and tenuous decorations. On the main wall there were four huge windows with little spaces between them (like a gazebo) covered only by an embroidered curtain. The light that entered through them was warming the room, enlightening the bright furniture. A writing table and a comfortable chair were in the left corner, a wardrobe was near the door, an enormous, soft bed with silky blue
blankets, and lastly, a light blue carpet on the floor.
There was another door near the writing table that connected the bedroom with a private bathroom.
Thranduil was looking around him, studying his large room with a look of appreciation while Elrond stayed on the threshold studying the beauty before him.
"I'm going crazy?" he thought. "Why am I looking at the King of Mirkwood with these thoughts in head?" But he couldn't stop staring. Thranduil was the most beautiful elf he had ever seen. It wasn't the light that was surrounding him. HE was the light. Thranduil hadn't noticed neither the other door, to Elrond's fascination, so he asked, a bit shyly, "Sir, I'd like to wash."
Elrond smiled, "That way." he pointed to the white door "Is the door of your private bathroom." The blonde elf nodded, "Thanks, I didn't notice it."
"I'm leaving you now," the Lord of Imladris put his hand on the handle of the door. "But first," he smiled again, "Let me invite you to dinner tonight." The elf before him stopped breathing, turning slowly towards him. To turn is a fast action, but for the two elves it was an issue of centuries.
"Here we are," Elrond thought to himself, "Now I'm completely crazy."
Thranduil looked at him with eyes full of...happiness? No, it wasn't possible. The smile that the blonde Lord gave to him was enough for to charm Sauron himself.
Oh,that smile.... How could a smile to contain such sweetness and grace?It was only a smile, a smile which was lighting his wonderful face with a harmony of lights and a delirium of beauty.And then, there were his eyes: yes, they were really full of that happiness that the dark haired elf swore he'd seen just a second ago. The creature made of light was smiling for him only, happy, perfect, ethereal... The other Lord felt a feeling inside him like a combination of colors, light and darkness, an uproar of emotions that were dragging him into a hurricane...and then into the sea, in the deep ocean, in the intense blue of his eyes,and finally he came to the surface, in the light, losing him into a sweetness on the other's lips, no, more into his mouth, while he held Thranduil in a kiss.
Was it a dream?
"It was a dream..."thought Elrond in the corridor. "A dream that he has
interrupted..."
But Thranduil had started dreaming with him.
......even if he flung Elrond out of his room, very upset because of his feelings.
****It'S nOt thE EnD!!!
Well,do you like the kiss?I'd like to kiss like this,sigh!
Leave a comment,PlEaSe.....I know U're a nice person....
Thanks again to Laura! Drea***ยง
-anf...anf...-Hehe,I've found a beta reader; or better, she has found me.
Thanx Laura. U're the best!(Laura looks at the new chap and starts to cry)
Er, for the girl who likes Glorfindel (sorry,I can't remember your
name..) I'll see what I can do..
Thanx again to Laura and to the very gentle people who are reading my fic.*_*
So please let me know what do U think of this chapter... ***
Thranduil's room was spacious, with light blue walls with some lines of white and tenuous decorations. On the main wall there were four huge windows with little spaces between them (like a gazebo) covered only by an embroidered curtain. The light that entered through them was warming the room, enlightening the bright furniture. A writing table and a comfortable chair were in the left corner, a wardrobe was near the door, an enormous, soft bed with silky blue
blankets, and lastly, a light blue carpet on the floor.
There was another door near the writing table that connected the bedroom with a private bathroom.
Thranduil was looking around him, studying his large room with a look of appreciation while Elrond stayed on the threshold studying the beauty before him.
"I'm going crazy?" he thought. "Why am I looking at the King of Mirkwood with these thoughts in head?" But he couldn't stop staring. Thranduil was the most beautiful elf he had ever seen. It wasn't the light that was surrounding him. HE was the light. Thranduil hadn't noticed neither the other door, to Elrond's fascination, so he asked, a bit shyly, "Sir, I'd like to wash."
Elrond smiled, "That way." he pointed to the white door "Is the door of your private bathroom." The blonde elf nodded, "Thanks, I didn't notice it."
"I'm leaving you now," the Lord of Imladris put his hand on the handle of the door. "But first," he smiled again, "Let me invite you to dinner tonight." The elf before him stopped breathing, turning slowly towards him. To turn is a fast action, but for the two elves it was an issue of centuries.
"Here we are," Elrond thought to himself, "Now I'm completely crazy."
Thranduil looked at him with eyes full of...happiness? No, it wasn't possible. The smile that the blonde Lord gave to him was enough for to charm Sauron himself.
Oh,that smile.... How could a smile to contain such sweetness and grace?It was only a smile, a smile which was lighting his wonderful face with a harmony of lights and a delirium of beauty.And then, there were his eyes: yes, they were really full of that happiness that the dark haired elf swore he'd seen just a second ago. The creature made of light was smiling for him only, happy, perfect, ethereal... The other Lord felt a feeling inside him like a combination of colors, light and darkness, an uproar of emotions that were dragging him into a hurricane...and then into the sea, in the deep ocean, in the intense blue of his eyes,and finally he came to the surface, in the light, losing him into a sweetness on the other's lips, no, more into his mouth, while he held Thranduil in a kiss.
Was it a dream?
"It was a dream..."thought Elrond in the corridor. "A dream that he has
interrupted..."
But Thranduil had started dreaming with him.
......even if he flung Elrond out of his room, very upset because of his feelings.
****It'S nOt thE EnD!!!
Well,do you like the kiss?I'd like to kiss like this,sigh!
Leave a comment,PlEaSe.....I know U're a nice person....
Thanks again to Laura! Drea***ยง