Title: Of Elven Love

Author: myangels_666@yahoo.co.uk

Site: http://myangels.envy.nu

Pairing: Aragorn/Legolas, Aragorn/Eowyn (only a bit)

Setting:Set after Aragorn returns to Helms Deep in The Two Towers

Rating: Low R

Summary: Legolas gets jealous of Eowyn because his lover spends so much time with her

Disclaimer: Not mine!! Characters belong to J.R.R. Tolkein

Distribution: Anywhere. Just tell me where.

Feedback: Pretty please with sugar on top and a cherry with rainbow sprinkles.

Authors note: Written from a challenge by Lorein. Thoughts are in Italics.

Of Elven Love

Part One


Legolas of Mirkwood stood silently outside the gates of Helms Deep. He was still, except for his golden hair moving in the wind. A picture of confusion was painted on his face, as he gathered his thoughts.

What is death? For I have seen so little. Yet in a short time I have witnessed so much. Boromir, and now Aragorn, my lover. My first and only love. What happens when you die? Does it hurt as much as when you grieve? Grief is painful; it makes me miss him more. I know I should help prepare for war. Yet I feel I will be able to do little when I feel this much pain…

"Legolas," cried a female voice, "Legolas Greenleaf."

Legolas turned with the grace blessed only to Elves.

"I will be down in a moment," he called.

Legolas bowed his head and placed one arm across his shoulders.

"Aragorn, son of Arathorn," he murmured.

Turning Legolas bounded down the hill and back to Helms Deep.

-*-*-


Legolas stood leaning against a pillar, watching everyone rush about. A scruffy looking man walked in, his dark hair streaked across his face. Legolas noticed Eowyns face brighten and a slight smile play across her delicate features.

His attention turned back to the man, as he gradually drew nearer. Legolas's breath caught in his throat, and he swallowed deeply, Aragorn.

Legolas stepped towards him.

"You're late," Legolas spoke in his own tongue, reverting back to the tongue of man he added, "You look terrible."

Aragorn smiled and ran his hand through the Elf's blond hair allowing it to come to rest on his shoulder.

"I missed you," said Aragorn.

"Likewise."

Legolas glanced over at Eowyn and noticed her gazing at Aragorn longingly. Legolas placed his hand on Aragorn's shoulder protectively. He glanced back at Eowyn and noticed her face fall as she walked away. Legolas ran his hand through the mans hair, and looked down at him in disgust.

"I think a bath is in order," smiled Legolas, "and your wounds, I will treat them."

"Later," Aragorn assured Legolas, "First I need to see Théoden."

Legolas nodded ad Aragorn took the Elf's face in his hands placing a soft kiss on Legolas's forehead.

"Come by later," said Legolas.

"Half an hour," Aragorn grinned.

He then slowly walked away from Legolas.

-*-*-


Aragorn left the king half an hour later and was greeted by a joyous Eowyn.

"Aragorn," she cried, "I am so glad you are back."

"So am I," Aragorn smiled.

"What happened Aragorn?"

"I am not too sure," Aragorn lied.

"We missed you," she looked away, "I missed you."

"We?" questioned Aragorn intrigued.

"Everyone," Said Eowyn, "Gimli, Father….Legolas."

"Legolas," smiled Aragorn.

"Yes, he was very upset. He became quiet, withdrawn. Even more than usual."

"Thank you Eowyn."

Aragorn stepped forwards and took Eowyn in his arms; he placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Eowyn blushed.

"You know you asked about this," he said fingering the Evenstar around his neck, "she bought me back."

"The Lady of Rivendell, Arwen Evenstar."

"Yes," he confirmed.

"You love her?"

"I cannot answer that."

The Lady nodded and looked away from Aragorn's face.

"I need to go," he said suddenly, I am late for something."

"I will see you later," said Eowyn.

"I look forward to it my Lady."

-*-*-