Hmmm, a sick pervert… how flattering… I would like to inform everybody one more time that some of my stories are SLASH and if you don't like that… I am not responsible. Cheers and enjoy.
Thank you for the reviews nonetheless.
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Eomer Speaks-
I nearly drifted off when I felt a gentle hand placed on top of mine. "Haldir?" I whispered as I took his pale, slender hand into mine. I could see his eyes glittering with tears as he nodded.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered, as he snuggled up against me, laying his face upon my chest. I cupped a hand upon his cheek and kissed his brow. A single silver teardrop slid from his eyes as he looked at me.
"You have no reason to be…" I whispered brushing his golden hair from his eyes. I have seldom cared about anyone in my lifetime but I loved him so much…
"No…I betrayed you..." He shook his head lightly. I watched as he pressed a hand to the wound upon his ribs and shook his still blood stained hair back. The pretty elf winced slightly as he tried to stand up. I quickly reached out to him and let his arm trail around my shoulder. Lord he was beautiful, even through all the cuts and bruises.
"Nay… it is I who let you down… I should have been there to protect you! …My love." I assured him as I kissed his brow. I was not going to let him blame himself for this. Curse the man who did this to him!
"I am tainted now…I do not deserve you."
"It is not your fault… and don't you dare think that way… I love you despite everything." I said as wrapped an arm around his tiny waist. There my beautiful elf calmed himself and managed to look up at me. 'I love him…' That was the only thing I could think of, the only thing I understood as I looked into his starlit eyes.
But I had to let him go… I could not keep him here… this can't happen again. It seemed that everything he suffered through was because of me…
"Haldir…" I said softly, "I have been thinking about this a while now…you have to leave. As much as it hurts both of us… you have to get away from here. This can't happen again…. It was not supposed to even have happened once." I looked to his sapphire eyes, noticing the pain and heartbreak. But nothing could have compared to what I felt inside.
"Then… it is over…." He said softly, his gorgeous features covered with sadness and his face grew even paler. "We, are over." I could not endure the way he looked at me… it felt if someone had cut my heart out stepped on it and put it back in.
"No…" I choked out folding him to my breast, "No…we will never be over." I held him close to me and stroked his long silky hair. He reached out and kissed me softly.
Legolas Speaks-
I glanced at the man who had been watching me for a while now. I have decided that I do not like him, not at all, even less than I like any of these men. I saw his eyes glinting with a queer expression behind his dark hood. But I only shifted the broom in my hands and turned away from him. I was relieved when another elf came to bid me away.
But the relief lasted only seconds when I found out the king wanted to see me. My initial thought was that he had found out about lord Aragorn… no, it could not be. No one could know…
The bloodshot eyes of the king glanced over my own trembling ones for a moment. I noticed then that he had a whip in hand and I knew that he knew.
"On your knees…" He said to me firmly. I did not budge for my mind was thinking of ways to get away… far away. But two rough hands grabbed me and forced me on to the ground ripping apart the back of my clothing.
I closed my eyes as the soundless whip came slashing down at me and pain soared, as I have never felt it before. It was happening again… and this time… I was not sure I would live.
I did not count the number of times I was struck and as blood flowed down my limbs, all I could think of was Aragorn. They surely cannot punish him, could they? By the time the pain had numbed, I looked up to see that the king's hand has frozen in midair, and by him stood the man that was watching me.
"I want him alive…" He hissed.
"And alive he shall be… these elves… they can take it…"
"Bind him… and lock him away till it is time to part… I do not want him crippled for the journey."
"… Do what you wish… this one is yours."
The hooded man came over and kicked me hard at the ribs. I groaned softly but I would not cry out in pain to give him the satisfaction.
Aragorn Speaks-
I tore through the kingdom but was unable to find one person who would inform me of what was going on. But I could see that everyone knew something that I did not. Where was my beloved? As night settled, I was pulled into a corner by Glorfindel, who looked at me intently.
"… What have you been doing, exactly, these past few days…"He glared at me. I could feel myself shifting under those keen eyes. He cursed under his breath and I knew that something was definitely wrong.
"I have not done a thing."
"What of Legolas?"
"What about him?"
"He is about to be sold… you tell me."
"What?" I could not have heard right.
"You have been much too careless…" Glorfindel snapped, I could see anger was forming in the fair and stern face, "The king knows about your affair, he has his eye on you…" I rolled my eyes, if the elven lord was expecting me to be afraid, I was not. The truth of it is, I could not care less who was watching me or not watching me. My only thoughts lingered to Legolas who may be hurt, assaulted or who knows what else.
"And Legolas?" I asked him, "Is he all right? Where is he?"
"Follow me…" Glorfindel turned away from my gaze and led me towards the spiral staircase. I had seldom been to this part of the palace, actually, I have never even seen it before.
"Where does this lead?" I asked him but he did not respond right away.
"Use of these dungeons have been forbidden when Lord Arathorn lived, but they are now in use again…" The elven lord sighed. I noticed the sadness in his voice. "I dread this place… for I had once been left here to die." I frowned at his words, and more when I thought of what I was about to witness.
"… Why do you not slay him?"
"I cannot… for…" Glorfindel trailed off and his eyes closed for a moment, "He has elven blood in him… and I had sworn an oath to never harm my kin. I do not consider him my kin… but I cannot change what is written in blood. Or else mark my words I would have slain him the first day he sat upon that throne."
"I understand…"
Haldir Speaks-
"Damn you…" I muttered as the man that had assaulted me earlier, and another, who stood taller and hidden under a hood, spoke under breaths. I was angry, angrier than I have ever been in my life, and yet I feared them as well. I knew what they had done to Legolas… my dearest friend.
But my thoughts turned to Lord Aragorn; surely he did not mean any of this to happen. I cursed as I found myself almost trusting him. But Glorfindel was right; there is something different about him. Something that I did not recognize was apparent.
In my heart I knew that something big was about to go down, something that may change history. And I truly wanted nothing to do with it. But I will help as I can for I feel that my future depends upon it as well.
Eomer had disappeared to find Legolas; I knew he would get around easier than I, for there were many of them watching my kin. For now, I want a piece of my own revenge…
Aragorn Speaks-
I gasped as Glorfindel and I approached the chamber. He quickly pulled me back as my eyes gazed toward the dark and filthy room where one prisoner lay bound with chains. Legolas was covered in blood and his clothes were terribly torn. His eyes were lost of thought. I wanted to run to him and cut his tormentors to pieces had Glorfindel not pulled me back.
I could only watch as the guards laughed and struck my beloved with the weapon again and again. I'll kill them. I will... but no… I can't risk Legolas's life like this. I watched as he was kicked again causing a bruised to form on the arm that he had in front of him.
"Aragorn…" I heard him moan softly… his voice almost broke me. I had to help him. He was suffering because of me. He was suffering because I could not protect him. If only I had him stay with me a little longer, if only I had been able to keep him with me…
The blond elf lashed out, his mouth sprayed blood all over the cloth they used to gag him. And they laughed harder. Oh these filthy men were going to pay even if it was the last thing I did. My eyes suddenly lifted towards his, his sapphire eyes were laced with tears. No…
Glorfindel pressed a hand over my mouth and his other held me back. If he had not, I did not know what my anger would have let me do.
"Let me go…" I tried to say, "I'll kill them!"
Legolas Speaks-
I raised my eyes to notice the chains that went around my wrists and my waist. But had they not been there, I would not be able to move anyway. I had a strong suspicion that at least one of my ankles could not move. My head was a little dizzy for they had tranquilized me with some sort of drug after I spat at the hooded man.
Yet it was the room that upset me the most, it was dimly lit and damp and wet. Most of all I felt like I had been locked in a cage and would never be let out.
I was so tired, and worried sick about Aragorn and Haldir. I was sure they must know of Haldir's affairs as well if they had known mine. I tried to struggle free of the gag that was pressed tightly into my mouth. But I failed.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw the door open, I was dearly afraid it was the guards coming to torment me again. But I would not give them the satisfaction of seeing me beg or cry out.
"Legolas?"
I was surprised to hear a kind and soft voice call my name? I forced my eyes to look up at the two figures that stood before me. I watched as Aragorn pulled the gag from my mouth and quickly started to pull on my chains. "I have been sold…" I said weakly as he looked to me, "I'm sorry…"
"No, I'm not going to let them take you away…" Aragorn said soothingly but I could see the panic in his eyes. A part of me was happy that he actually cared.
"Do not bother…" Glorfindel said as he knelt beside me as well, "You will not be able to break those…"
"… Then what?" Aragorn snapped back. When did those two get to know each other? Aragorn gasped as he touched the gashes upon my face and neck. They seemed to hurt more just then.
"… I have an idea…" Glorfindel said as he stood up. I watched as he walked from my cell. Aragorn lifted my body into his arms and cradled me gently, letting my head fall toward his chest. He whispered softly to me words of reassurance although I only caught few of those. Hearing his voice was comfort enough.
"Don't leave me…" I whispered softly as he kissed my brow.
"I'm right here… and I'm not going anywhere till you are free."
