HALDIR OR ARAGORN? THAT IS THE QUESTION.
Part 2
It was the last night they were going to spend in the charming and almost dreamlike woods of
Lothlórien.
Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin had been saddened by Gandalf's death, but at
least there was no more weariness on their faces. Before the ring the
Hobbits had been happy creatures, most of their time had been spent eating
and drinking, theirs had been a quiet and joyful life.
Those thoughts and many others were in Aragorn's head. He cherished the hobbits
very much, especially Frodo, for in Frodo he found a rare admirable courage.
Aragorn was sitting on the ground, leaves scatted all around him, his back
leaning against a tree. Because of the ring all had changed, now his
thoughts became stormier. **Their lives will never be the same and maybe
they won't even live much longer.*
**But it's destiny. Destiny... Did destiny made me fall in love with
Legolas? How could that be? He was like my brother, one of my dearest
friends... Did destiny made me see Legolas and Haldir make love? I feel
betrayed by him, even if I have no reason too. We never shared anything but
friendship, and now I can't stop thinking about him!**
Aragorn looked around the clearing, Boromir was sleeping, his head resting on
his shield. He was breathing heavily and kept muttering to himself, something about Gondor.
The hobbits were a little further away, gathered under a tent, discussing what they were going to have for dinner, Gimli was nowhere to be seen and Legolas ? Where was Legolas?
Aragorn sighed, it had been three days since the last time they had seen him.
Just the day before, even Gimili had asked, "Where's that Elf gotten off to?
The Ranger remembered the cold indifferent tone he had used to answer Gimli,
"I would think he´s having some time with others of his own kind."
Aragorn buried his face in his hands, he was so jealous of Haldir!
Cursed arrogant elf. He had caught Haldir's hungry and wicked grin towards
Legolas, the first time they met. For a second, the thought of killing
Haldir flashed in his mind and a fiery gleam mirrored in his eyes. But no,
it would hurt Legolas if Haldir died. Aragorn knew that Elves could die of a broken heart
Aragorn shivered at that thought.
What would he do if Legolas died? His own heart would break, and even
though he was a human, he would die of it.
Aragorn felt a presence and removed his hands from his face, hoping and
dreading it would be Legolas.
He looked up and saw the fair face of the youngest prince of Mirkwood just in
front of him.
Quickly he looked back down to the forest floor and bitterly he spoke, "Back
so soon?"
Argon's tone was so resentful that Legolas actually took a step back and
blinked.
"What's wrong, Aragorn?"
There was no reply as Aragon dropped his head and the silence between them lengthened.
Softly Legolas spoke but his words cut Aragorn deeply, "Maybe I should go back to where I was. I just though you would appreciate me spending the last night here with you - you all."
he added promptly, realizing what he'd inadvertently just let slip.
Now Aragorn dropped his head even lower. Listening to the Elf who was
haunting his nights was hard enough, but seeing his beautiful face during the
day was even worse.
But still Aragorn could not bring himself to speak.
Finally Legolas spoke, "I can see the beauty of Lothlórien has obviously not
healed your soul and it looks like your cold tone has frozen your tongue.
Rest well, I'm going back to my cousin's place."
Legolas turned and started to walk away. He hadn't gotten two paces away
before Aragorn was finally able to loosen his tongue, "It looks to me like
the healing you've found here has nothing to do with the beauty of
Lothlórien."
Finally Legolas began to understand what was troubling Aragorn, and he
grinned to himself as he realized what was wrong. Aragorn was jealous.
Careful to let no sign of emotion show on his face, Legolas turned to face
Aragorn who was now standing up and brushing himself off.
They stood facing each other for several minutes, finally Aragorn
said, "I... I didn't mean what I said and well ...you know..."
Legolas threw his head back and laughed, with a surprisingly light heart he
replied, "I know."
And after a few astonished seconds Aragorn laughed too.
"What's so funny here? " interfered Gimli's grumpy voice.
"Why aren't you sleeping? It sounds strange to my elvish ears not to hear
you snoring." Legolas' musical voice asked.
"I don't snore!"
Legolas laughed again, "You want to bet?"
Here Gimili grabbed Legolas by the arm and started dragging him away, "I
heard the hobbits talking about beer, let's go see if they have any left then
you and I can discuss this further."
Aragorn smiled, things were much better when Legolas was around. But he was
also glad the Dwarf had interfered. The thought of being alone around
Legolas made incredibly nervous.
Walking away with Aragorn trailing behind them Legolas and Gimli went in
search of hobbits and beer.
Chapter 3 hopefully coming soon if I ever get the time to write it ! And no flames. Thanks
Part 2
It was the last night they were going to spend in the charming and almost dreamlike woods of
Lothlórien.
Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin had been saddened by Gandalf's death, but at
least there was no more weariness on their faces. Before the ring the
Hobbits had been happy creatures, most of their time had been spent eating
and drinking, theirs had been a quiet and joyful life.
Those thoughts and many others were in Aragorn's head. He cherished the hobbits
very much, especially Frodo, for in Frodo he found a rare admirable courage.
Aragorn was sitting on the ground, leaves scatted all around him, his back
leaning against a tree. Because of the ring all had changed, now his
thoughts became stormier. **Their lives will never be the same and maybe
they won't even live much longer.*
**But it's destiny. Destiny... Did destiny made me fall in love with
Legolas? How could that be? He was like my brother, one of my dearest
friends... Did destiny made me see Legolas and Haldir make love? I feel
betrayed by him, even if I have no reason too. We never shared anything but
friendship, and now I can't stop thinking about him!**
Aragorn looked around the clearing, Boromir was sleeping, his head resting on
his shield. He was breathing heavily and kept muttering to himself, something about Gondor.
The hobbits were a little further away, gathered under a tent, discussing what they were going to have for dinner, Gimli was nowhere to be seen and Legolas ? Where was Legolas?
Aragorn sighed, it had been three days since the last time they had seen him.
Just the day before, even Gimili had asked, "Where's that Elf gotten off to?
The Ranger remembered the cold indifferent tone he had used to answer Gimli,
"I would think he´s having some time with others of his own kind."
Aragorn buried his face in his hands, he was so jealous of Haldir!
Cursed arrogant elf. He had caught Haldir's hungry and wicked grin towards
Legolas, the first time they met. For a second, the thought of killing
Haldir flashed in his mind and a fiery gleam mirrored in his eyes. But no,
it would hurt Legolas if Haldir died. Aragorn knew that Elves could die of a broken heart
Aragorn shivered at that thought.
What would he do if Legolas died? His own heart would break, and even
though he was a human, he would die of it.
Aragorn felt a presence and removed his hands from his face, hoping and
dreading it would be Legolas.
He looked up and saw the fair face of the youngest prince of Mirkwood just in
front of him.
Quickly he looked back down to the forest floor and bitterly he spoke, "Back
so soon?"
Argon's tone was so resentful that Legolas actually took a step back and
blinked.
"What's wrong, Aragorn?"
There was no reply as Aragon dropped his head and the silence between them lengthened.
Softly Legolas spoke but his words cut Aragorn deeply, "Maybe I should go back to where I was. I just though you would appreciate me spending the last night here with you - you all."
he added promptly, realizing what he'd inadvertently just let slip.
Now Aragorn dropped his head even lower. Listening to the Elf who was
haunting his nights was hard enough, but seeing his beautiful face during the
day was even worse.
But still Aragorn could not bring himself to speak.
Finally Legolas spoke, "I can see the beauty of Lothlórien has obviously not
healed your soul and it looks like your cold tone has frozen your tongue.
Rest well, I'm going back to my cousin's place."
Legolas turned and started to walk away. He hadn't gotten two paces away
before Aragorn was finally able to loosen his tongue, "It looks to me like
the healing you've found here has nothing to do with the beauty of
Lothlórien."
Finally Legolas began to understand what was troubling Aragorn, and he
grinned to himself as he realized what was wrong. Aragorn was jealous.
Careful to let no sign of emotion show on his face, Legolas turned to face
Aragorn who was now standing up and brushing himself off.
They stood facing each other for several minutes, finally Aragorn
said, "I... I didn't mean what I said and well ...you know..."
Legolas threw his head back and laughed, with a surprisingly light heart he
replied, "I know."
And after a few astonished seconds Aragorn laughed too.
"What's so funny here? " interfered Gimli's grumpy voice.
"Why aren't you sleeping? It sounds strange to my elvish ears not to hear
you snoring." Legolas' musical voice asked.
"I don't snore!"
Legolas laughed again, "You want to bet?"
Here Gimili grabbed Legolas by the arm and started dragging him away, "I
heard the hobbits talking about beer, let's go see if they have any left then
you and I can discuss this further."
Aragorn smiled, things were much better when Legolas was around. But he was
also glad the Dwarf had interfered. The thought of being alone around
Legolas made incredibly nervous.
Walking away with Aragorn trailing behind them Legolas and Gimli went in
search of hobbits and beer.
Chapter 3 hopefully coming soon if I ever get the time to write it ! And no flames. Thanks
