Authoress: Edward Uwnhai Silverfang
E-mail: Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Title: Standing at the Edge
Paring: Elrohir / Legolas
Summery: Wow. Does Glorfendel have the answers somewhere?
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I am merely using it for entertainment and no money is made from this story. Ruali means Rain. And Preynue means Loves Eternity. I'll give there meaning voice in the story somewhere.
Warning: angst, slash, character death. Not original LOTR character, but my own.
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Ruali rode with Ayalue for as long as the horse could go. They took their first real break for camp right across The Great River in Nindalf, or Wetwang, just west of Dragorlad.
(A/N For all those out there who don't know much about LOTR except the fact that Legolas is the hottest character, these places I use really exist in LOTR, the mighty J. R. R. Tolkien himself made them.)
The next day, Ruali was riding again. He made it to Dragorlad and found the leader there.
"Lord Kosha?" He shouted.
"Prince Ruali? What are you doing here? This is no place for a prince to be!"
"I need to find some one!"
There were tears dripping down the prince's face, eyes were red. "Who?"
"Preynue."
"What does a prince want with my soldier?"
"I love him, please tell me where I can find him!" He begged.
"Oh, well. I. he would be in the main tent right now. It is his turn to eat. Come I'll take you there."
"Thank you."
Kosha led Ruali threw many pathways till they found them out side the largest tent yet.
"He would be in there. If not ask some one." Kosha said. "I have work to do. Do not do any thing foolish Prince."
Ruali nodded his head in agreement and entered the mess hall.
His hazel eyes searched for his blonde lover. But there were many blondes in this room. But then. there he was!
Ruali studied him for a while. There were no noticeable wounds on his body, in fact he was laughing with a small group of elves. He seemed to be their center of attention.
He ran to Preynue and tapped his shoulder lightly. Preynue turned to him and stared at him in shock.
The others at the table cleared there throats and bowed. "Prince Ruali! We did not expect to see you." They said. But then they saw that Ruali didn't even realize that they excised, his eyes were on Preynue.
Then Preynue was on his feet. He pulled Ruali into a hug and kissed him. "What the hell are you doing here!?"
He pulled Ruali from the ground and spun him around. "I had to see you my love. It was unbearable." Preynue pulled him into another kiss and hug.
"You idiot. You could have been hurt! What would I do then? Did you travel with any one?"
"No, I couldn't wait. But I did get my fathers permission."
"Damnit! What am I to do with you? What if you were hurt, no one would be able to tell me what happened to you, and then I would not have you any more! What could I do with out you!" He shouted.
"I don't know, but I couldn't possibly live with out you any longer. I needed to see your face, and hear your voice."
Preynue pulled the prince into his arms again.
"Hay, Preynue! Since when did you have a thing going with a prince?" One of his friends asked. They all started laughing.
"For two years!" Ruali snapped. "Let's go some where more quite my love." He asked more quietly.
"Yes, there are far to many people watching us." He noted, seeing every one in the tent staring at them. "Far to many."
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Elrohir woke with a start. 'If Preynue was all right, why did his gut still burn with longing pain?' He thought to himself.
He stirred and noticed an arm lying across his middle. It was not Elladan, this person smelt different. Memories came flooding back. After He had passed out at dinner, Elrohir barely remembered being carried by some one to this room, and that some one was Glorfindel.
"Your awake?" The elder elf asked.
"Aye." He answered. "What happened?"
"I was hoping you could tell me. But for as to what I do know, you passed out and I brought you here, under the orders to keep an eye on you."
"Thank you."
"Did you have another dream?" Glorfindel asked him.
"Yes." He answered lying his head back down on to the blonde's chest.
"You want to explain it to me? You might have some answer's within those dreams."
"Just that Preynue actually is fine, and they made out in a dinning hall, before leaving to other activity's."
"Hmm, any one in it that was of reasonable importance?"
"Yes. I found out that Ruali is the son of Lord Huntrae, and Preynue was a soldier under the command of a Lord Kosha."
"Aye. I knew him then. Ruali that is." Glorfindel started. "He was a sweet boy. It was tragic, his tale that is."
"What do you mean?" Elrohir asked looking in shock at his tutor.
"I have a feeling that you will be finding out on your own very soon."
"Oh." Elrohir sighed. "I knew last night's ending was to good to be true."
"Lets not think of this right now, instead lets get you down to your father."
"Yes, lets do."
The two stood and readied their appearances. They walked in companionable silence till they reached Lord Elrond's study. Glorfindel raised his fist and knocked.
"Yes?" Elrond asked, coming to the door.
"Your son, Elrohir, has awakened." Glorfindel said.
"Ok, come in." Came the reply, just before the door opened to reveal the Lord of Imladris.
The two entered and stood near the door, after closing it, Elrond made his way back to his seat.
"Tell me about all your dream's Elrohir. Me and Glorfindel might be able to clear some thing's up for you." Elrond ordered sitting down and preparing for the long story. "All of it, in as much detail you can muster."
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"It's good to see you again, even though this is our last night together." A blonde said.
"I do not understand why you could never come meet my family though?" Elrohir said.
"If my father knew I was any where near Rivendell, I could truthfully say I would rather face a hoard of orcs. But if he found out I had fallen in love with the Lords son."
"Why do our fathers hate each other so?"
"I know not."
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Elrohir woke with a start. 'I remember!' He thought to himself.
He dressed himself properly before running out of the room and down the hall. He soon came to his fathers study. He entered and came to his father, Glorfindel, and Erestor.
"Father, I remember!" He shouted.
"Remembered what?" He asked.
"Do you recall the first time we talked about my dreams?"
"Yes, I do." Elrond said.
"Well, you had asked me if my angel had flown away in real life or not, right?"
"Yes, I did."
"It was real life."
"You wish to explain it?" Elrond asked.
"Yes, Legolas is the son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood." He started.
"Legolas and I were in love. He never came to visit because his father would be mad. Me and him had our last night together on the cliff where I go a lot." A bit of sadness entered his voice.
"Me and him had yelled at each other the next morning, I was angry and upset. I had a right to be, but my action's were way off coarse." A tear slid down his ivory cheeks.
"My angel did not fly away, like I had thought. I pushed him. He lost his balance and fell."
"I know not why no one ever asked what had happened to him from us, but I do know that I did not mean to hurt him, let alone kill him." More tears traced their way down his skin.
"I killed my angel." He cried.
Elrond stood up and came to him, hugging him. "No, no you did not kill him. We recognized the name Greenleaf, and we asked Thranduil if he had a son named Legolas. He does, and not dead."
"He lives?" Elrohir asked amazed.
"Yes, and he is coming here. I had asked if he could, and Thranduil had agreed." Glorfindel stated.
"Why did you do that?"
"Because we wanted all the help we could find. He was the only blonde haired blue-eyed Legolas we could find. I take that back, he was the only Legolas we could find." Erestor added.
"But if he is not dead and coming here, then I did not push him over?" Elrohir asked.
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"Ruali? Wake up my love." Preynue whispered into a delicately pointed ear. Ruali swatted at the annoyance and rolled over to his stomach.
"Ruali!" Preynue said getting louder. He received an unintelligible mumble this time.
"Ruali!" He shouted. Ruali sat up with a start.
"WHAT!!!" He screamed back, after figuring out that there were no orcs in the room. All though he could of sworn there was.
"It's time to wake up my love, or we will miss breakfast." He whispered coyly.
"Is that all?" He mumbled falling back into the worm blankets.
"Yes, now rise." He ordered.
More words were mumble, some thing about "bastards and absurd waking times." all though Preynue was not sure.
Ruali stood though and pulled his black breeches over slim hips, followed by a tight dark green tunic, framing a perfectly sculpted chest. Soon knee high black boots joined the rest.
The pair left and made their way to the mess hall, where Preynue joined his friends from the night before.
"So you two have fun last night?" A brunette asked smiling gaily.
"I'm not going to talk about my love life." Preynue said, smiling nonetheless.
The group laughed, "We'll take that as a yes!" They joked.
"Ya, ya, choke it up." Preynue said sarcastically.
Ruali just leaned onto Preynue's shoulder and listened. 'If Preynue is all right, why do I still have this since of foreboding?' He thought to himself.
"So, how long have you guy's been together, was it two years that Prince Ruali said last night?" A blonde asked.
"Ya, two years." Preynue sighed. "Most of which was spent apart though."
"Why's that?" The brunette asked.
"Well, we both owe our allegiance to two separate kingdom's. Are duties keep us apart." Preynue explained.
"So, if that's true, how did you two meet in the first place?" The brunette asked.
"Well, I was a messenger for a while, I traveled to his kingdom and we just started talking. I like his company, he mine. So things grew. Why are you so interested any way's Gibran?" Preynue asked the brunette.
"Well, its not every day I see a prince cuddling a soldier less in rank then I. Just curious I guess. But you two do look good together." Gibran explained.
"Why, you thinking about hitten up on some prince to?" The blonde teased.
"No!" Gibran shouted. "I have my lover, do not need a prince to satisfy what I want." He smiled the last part.
"That so?" The blonde continued.
"Yes it is, not that a whore like you would know what that's like, Ortey." He laughed.
Ortey grew furious and sputtered around. "I do not sell myself!" He cried in out rage. "I give myself, there's a big difference." He cracked and the two began laughing uncontrollably. Preynue soon joined in.
But why the ill feeling's if every thing was great?
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E-mail: Eddie_Uwnhai@Yahoo.com
Title: Standing at the Edge
Paring: Elrohir / Legolas
Summery: Wow. Does Glorfendel have the answers somewhere?
Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR, I am merely using it for entertainment and no money is made from this story. Ruali means Rain. And Preynue means Loves Eternity. I'll give there meaning voice in the story somewhere.
Warning: angst, slash, character death. Not original LOTR character, but my own.
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Ruali rode with Ayalue for as long as the horse could go. They took their first real break for camp right across The Great River in Nindalf, or Wetwang, just west of Dragorlad.
(A/N For all those out there who don't know much about LOTR except the fact that Legolas is the hottest character, these places I use really exist in LOTR, the mighty J. R. R. Tolkien himself made them.)
The next day, Ruali was riding again. He made it to Dragorlad and found the leader there.
"Lord Kosha?" He shouted.
"Prince Ruali? What are you doing here? This is no place for a prince to be!"
"I need to find some one!"
There were tears dripping down the prince's face, eyes were red. "Who?"
"Preynue."
"What does a prince want with my soldier?"
"I love him, please tell me where I can find him!" He begged.
"Oh, well. I. he would be in the main tent right now. It is his turn to eat. Come I'll take you there."
"Thank you."
Kosha led Ruali threw many pathways till they found them out side the largest tent yet.
"He would be in there. If not ask some one." Kosha said. "I have work to do. Do not do any thing foolish Prince."
Ruali nodded his head in agreement and entered the mess hall.
His hazel eyes searched for his blonde lover. But there were many blondes in this room. But then. there he was!
Ruali studied him for a while. There were no noticeable wounds on his body, in fact he was laughing with a small group of elves. He seemed to be their center of attention.
He ran to Preynue and tapped his shoulder lightly. Preynue turned to him and stared at him in shock.
The others at the table cleared there throats and bowed. "Prince Ruali! We did not expect to see you." They said. But then they saw that Ruali didn't even realize that they excised, his eyes were on Preynue.
Then Preynue was on his feet. He pulled Ruali into a hug and kissed him. "What the hell are you doing here!?"
He pulled Ruali from the ground and spun him around. "I had to see you my love. It was unbearable." Preynue pulled him into another kiss and hug.
"You idiot. You could have been hurt! What would I do then? Did you travel with any one?"
"No, I couldn't wait. But I did get my fathers permission."
"Damnit! What am I to do with you? What if you were hurt, no one would be able to tell me what happened to you, and then I would not have you any more! What could I do with out you!" He shouted.
"I don't know, but I couldn't possibly live with out you any longer. I needed to see your face, and hear your voice."
Preynue pulled the prince into his arms again.
"Hay, Preynue! Since when did you have a thing going with a prince?" One of his friends asked. They all started laughing.
"For two years!" Ruali snapped. "Let's go some where more quite my love." He asked more quietly.
"Yes, there are far to many people watching us." He noted, seeing every one in the tent staring at them. "Far to many."
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Elrohir woke with a start. 'If Preynue was all right, why did his gut still burn with longing pain?' He thought to himself.
He stirred and noticed an arm lying across his middle. It was not Elladan, this person smelt different. Memories came flooding back. After He had passed out at dinner, Elrohir barely remembered being carried by some one to this room, and that some one was Glorfindel.
"Your awake?" The elder elf asked.
"Aye." He answered. "What happened?"
"I was hoping you could tell me. But for as to what I do know, you passed out and I brought you here, under the orders to keep an eye on you."
"Thank you."
"Did you have another dream?" Glorfindel asked him.
"Yes." He answered lying his head back down on to the blonde's chest.
"You want to explain it to me? You might have some answer's within those dreams."
"Just that Preynue actually is fine, and they made out in a dinning hall, before leaving to other activity's."
"Hmm, any one in it that was of reasonable importance?"
"Yes. I found out that Ruali is the son of Lord Huntrae, and Preynue was a soldier under the command of a Lord Kosha."
"Aye. I knew him then. Ruali that is." Glorfindel started. "He was a sweet boy. It was tragic, his tale that is."
"What do you mean?" Elrohir asked looking in shock at his tutor.
"I have a feeling that you will be finding out on your own very soon."
"Oh." Elrohir sighed. "I knew last night's ending was to good to be true."
"Lets not think of this right now, instead lets get you down to your father."
"Yes, lets do."
The two stood and readied their appearances. They walked in companionable silence till they reached Lord Elrond's study. Glorfindel raised his fist and knocked.
"Yes?" Elrond asked, coming to the door.
"Your son, Elrohir, has awakened." Glorfindel said.
"Ok, come in." Came the reply, just before the door opened to reveal the Lord of Imladris.
The two entered and stood near the door, after closing it, Elrond made his way back to his seat.
"Tell me about all your dream's Elrohir. Me and Glorfindel might be able to clear some thing's up for you." Elrond ordered sitting down and preparing for the long story. "All of it, in as much detail you can muster."
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"It's good to see you again, even though this is our last night together." A blonde said.
"I do not understand why you could never come meet my family though?" Elrohir said.
"If my father knew I was any where near Rivendell, I could truthfully say I would rather face a hoard of orcs. But if he found out I had fallen in love with the Lords son."
"Why do our fathers hate each other so?"
"I know not."
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Elrohir woke with a start. 'I remember!' He thought to himself.
He dressed himself properly before running out of the room and down the hall. He soon came to his fathers study. He entered and came to his father, Glorfindel, and Erestor.
"Father, I remember!" He shouted.
"Remembered what?" He asked.
"Do you recall the first time we talked about my dreams?"
"Yes, I do." Elrond said.
"Well, you had asked me if my angel had flown away in real life or not, right?"
"Yes, I did."
"It was real life."
"You wish to explain it?" Elrond asked.
"Yes, Legolas is the son of King Thranduil of Mirkwood." He started.
"Legolas and I were in love. He never came to visit because his father would be mad. Me and him had our last night together on the cliff where I go a lot." A bit of sadness entered his voice.
"Me and him had yelled at each other the next morning, I was angry and upset. I had a right to be, but my action's were way off coarse." A tear slid down his ivory cheeks.
"My angel did not fly away, like I had thought. I pushed him. He lost his balance and fell."
"I know not why no one ever asked what had happened to him from us, but I do know that I did not mean to hurt him, let alone kill him." More tears traced their way down his skin.
"I killed my angel." He cried.
Elrond stood up and came to him, hugging him. "No, no you did not kill him. We recognized the name Greenleaf, and we asked Thranduil if he had a son named Legolas. He does, and not dead."
"He lives?" Elrohir asked amazed.
"Yes, and he is coming here. I had asked if he could, and Thranduil had agreed." Glorfindel stated.
"Why did you do that?"
"Because we wanted all the help we could find. He was the only blonde haired blue-eyed Legolas we could find. I take that back, he was the only Legolas we could find." Erestor added.
"But if he is not dead and coming here, then I did not push him over?" Elrohir asked.
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"Ruali? Wake up my love." Preynue whispered into a delicately pointed ear. Ruali swatted at the annoyance and rolled over to his stomach.
"Ruali!" Preynue said getting louder. He received an unintelligible mumble this time.
"Ruali!" He shouted. Ruali sat up with a start.
"WHAT!!!" He screamed back, after figuring out that there were no orcs in the room. All though he could of sworn there was.
"It's time to wake up my love, or we will miss breakfast." He whispered coyly.
"Is that all?" He mumbled falling back into the worm blankets.
"Yes, now rise." He ordered.
More words were mumble, some thing about "bastards and absurd waking times." all though Preynue was not sure.
Ruali stood though and pulled his black breeches over slim hips, followed by a tight dark green tunic, framing a perfectly sculpted chest. Soon knee high black boots joined the rest.
The pair left and made their way to the mess hall, where Preynue joined his friends from the night before.
"So you two have fun last night?" A brunette asked smiling gaily.
"I'm not going to talk about my love life." Preynue said, smiling nonetheless.
The group laughed, "We'll take that as a yes!" They joked.
"Ya, ya, choke it up." Preynue said sarcastically.
Ruali just leaned onto Preynue's shoulder and listened. 'If Preynue is all right, why do I still have this since of foreboding?' He thought to himself.
"So, how long have you guy's been together, was it two years that Prince Ruali said last night?" A blonde asked.
"Ya, two years." Preynue sighed. "Most of which was spent apart though."
"Why's that?" The brunette asked.
"Well, we both owe our allegiance to two separate kingdom's. Are duties keep us apart." Preynue explained.
"So, if that's true, how did you two meet in the first place?" The brunette asked.
"Well, I was a messenger for a while, I traveled to his kingdom and we just started talking. I like his company, he mine. So things grew. Why are you so interested any way's Gibran?" Preynue asked the brunette.
"Well, its not every day I see a prince cuddling a soldier less in rank then I. Just curious I guess. But you two do look good together." Gibran explained.
"Why, you thinking about hitten up on some prince to?" The blonde teased.
"No!" Gibran shouted. "I have my lover, do not need a prince to satisfy what I want." He smiled the last part.
"That so?" The blonde continued.
"Yes it is, not that a whore like you would know what that's like, Ortey." He laughed.
Ortey grew furious and sputtered around. "I do not sell myself!" He cried in out rage. "I give myself, there's a big difference." He cracked and the two began laughing uncontrollably. Preynue soon joined in.
But why the ill feeling's if every thing was great?
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