End of An Era
Legolas was running. He was running to go see if his suspicions were correct or not. He was so involved with his thoughts that when he turned a corner he ran into someone, knocking them both to the ground.
"Well, Well. Prince Legolas. Why are you in such a rush?" Elrohir asked the blonde elve who was on top of him trying to gather his wits. "Elrohir! Sorry! I didn't mean to run into you, but I've got to go. NOW!" Legolas said, before getting up. A Smirking Elrohir pulled him back down. "You didn't answer my question Legolas." He said.
Legolas glared at him. "If you MUST know, I was on my way to talk to your father about the Party." He said coldly. "Oh Really? I'll come with you then, I was curious about it myself." Elrohir said as they got up.
They walked into Lord Elrond's study to find Estel and Elladan already there. "Oh there you are! I sent Erestor to look for you 10 minutes ago!" Elrond said. Legolas blinked in confusion. "Why would you want to see us?" He asked.
"The same reason you want to see me, no doubt! To talk about the party this weekend. As you know, This is a celebration." "Yes. Yes. We know that Father. What is it a Celebration OF?" Estel asked impatiently. "It's a celebration of the new alliance between Rivendell and Mirkwood." Lord Elrond said.
"Tell them the news already Elrond or I'll do it myself." Thranduil said. Elrond nodded. "We've been talking, and we've decided that Legolas will marry one of my children. It's a pity Arwen couldn't be here to hear this." Legolas' eyes widened. "Oh no. I KNEW this would happen!" He whispered.
Elladan ignored him. "Father, I don't think that Arwen and Legolas Like each other THAT way." He said. Lord Elrond smiled. "Oh, I wasn't talking about Arwen. No, I know who she will marry in time. Her heart must lead her there first though, and That will take a while yet."
Legolas' fists were clenching and un-clenching in anger. "Tell me father, Who have you sold me to?" He asked coldly. This was hardly the first time he was faced with Betrothal, but ditching a fiancée from Rivendell would be messy business and he wanted to be prepared.
"Elrohir." Thranduil said. "WHAT?" They two shouted. "How.How.could you father? I.Don't even like him!" Elrohir said. "You may fight with your father, Elrohir, But mine will never change his mind. He has controlled every aspect of my life until now, and IT STOPS HERE!" Legolas shouted before storming off.
"Elrohir. You should go after him." Elrond said. Elves couldn't get sick, but they could get stress headaches, and Lord Elrond felt one coming on quickly. "Why should I be the.. Oh FINE!" Elrohir snapped.
"I hope we've done the right thing, Thranduil." Elrond said. "You have Father. I foresee that this will be VERY interesting." Elladan said. He could see things, visions of the future or the like, sometimes.
Legolas had barred himself in his room and was looking at the stars on his little balcony. There was a knock on the door. "Legolas! Open the door!" Elrohir yelled. "SOD OFF!" Legolas screamed. "I didn't want it to come to this." Elrohir warned. A minute later he was in Legolas' room. He had picked the lock.
"Legolas?" He asked softly. "What do you want? Go.away." Legolas said pitifully. He was wiping tears from his eyes. "What's wrong?" Elrohir asked. "Nothing. " Legolas said bitterly. "Don't lie to me." Elrohir said. He lifted Legolas' face so that he could look him in the eyes. "What's wrong, Legolas?" He asked. "Why do YOU care?" Was the reply. "I don't know. But I know that I do."
"Everything. Everything is wrong Elrohir!" He said. "I don't understand, But it can't be as bad as you think it is." "Elrohir, Have you ever made a decision? I haven't. I haven't needed to. Father planned everything out, and NOW this happens, just when I was feeling better! I can't even decide in matters of the heart. Is this fair?"
"No. No it's not. But. We don't have to go along with or fathers, do we?" Elrohir asked. Legolas smiled. "Thank you." Their lips moved closer together. Just as they were about to kiss there was a knock on the door. "Legolas? Elrohir? Are you in there?" It was Estel. They pulled away, not daring to look at each other. "Yes Estel! We are." Elrohir hollered to him.
"Good! I wanted to make sure you two were OK. Well, G'night." "Night Estel!" "Good Night." Elrohir turned to Legolas. "I'll.be going now. See you tomorrow."
Legolas was running. He was running to go see if his suspicions were correct or not. He was so involved with his thoughts that when he turned a corner he ran into someone, knocking them both to the ground.
"Well, Well. Prince Legolas. Why are you in such a rush?" Elrohir asked the blonde elve who was on top of him trying to gather his wits. "Elrohir! Sorry! I didn't mean to run into you, but I've got to go. NOW!" Legolas said, before getting up. A Smirking Elrohir pulled him back down. "You didn't answer my question Legolas." He said.
Legolas glared at him. "If you MUST know, I was on my way to talk to your father about the Party." He said coldly. "Oh Really? I'll come with you then, I was curious about it myself." Elrohir said as they got up.
They walked into Lord Elrond's study to find Estel and Elladan already there. "Oh there you are! I sent Erestor to look for you 10 minutes ago!" Elrond said. Legolas blinked in confusion. "Why would you want to see us?" He asked.
"The same reason you want to see me, no doubt! To talk about the party this weekend. As you know, This is a celebration." "Yes. Yes. We know that Father. What is it a Celebration OF?" Estel asked impatiently. "It's a celebration of the new alliance between Rivendell and Mirkwood." Lord Elrond said.
"Tell them the news already Elrond or I'll do it myself." Thranduil said. Elrond nodded. "We've been talking, and we've decided that Legolas will marry one of my children. It's a pity Arwen couldn't be here to hear this." Legolas' eyes widened. "Oh no. I KNEW this would happen!" He whispered.
Elladan ignored him. "Father, I don't think that Arwen and Legolas Like each other THAT way." He said. Lord Elrond smiled. "Oh, I wasn't talking about Arwen. No, I know who she will marry in time. Her heart must lead her there first though, and That will take a while yet."
Legolas' fists were clenching and un-clenching in anger. "Tell me father, Who have you sold me to?" He asked coldly. This was hardly the first time he was faced with Betrothal, but ditching a fiancée from Rivendell would be messy business and he wanted to be prepared.
"Elrohir." Thranduil said. "WHAT?" They two shouted. "How.How.could you father? I.Don't even like him!" Elrohir said. "You may fight with your father, Elrohir, But mine will never change his mind. He has controlled every aspect of my life until now, and IT STOPS HERE!" Legolas shouted before storming off.
"Elrohir. You should go after him." Elrond said. Elves couldn't get sick, but they could get stress headaches, and Lord Elrond felt one coming on quickly. "Why should I be the.. Oh FINE!" Elrohir snapped.
"I hope we've done the right thing, Thranduil." Elrond said. "You have Father. I foresee that this will be VERY interesting." Elladan said. He could see things, visions of the future or the like, sometimes.
Legolas had barred himself in his room and was looking at the stars on his little balcony. There was a knock on the door. "Legolas! Open the door!" Elrohir yelled. "SOD OFF!" Legolas screamed. "I didn't want it to come to this." Elrohir warned. A minute later he was in Legolas' room. He had picked the lock.
"Legolas?" He asked softly. "What do you want? Go.away." Legolas said pitifully. He was wiping tears from his eyes. "What's wrong?" Elrohir asked. "Nothing. " Legolas said bitterly. "Don't lie to me." Elrohir said. He lifted Legolas' face so that he could look him in the eyes. "What's wrong, Legolas?" He asked. "Why do YOU care?" Was the reply. "I don't know. But I know that I do."
"Everything. Everything is wrong Elrohir!" He said. "I don't understand, But it can't be as bad as you think it is." "Elrohir, Have you ever made a decision? I haven't. I haven't needed to. Father planned everything out, and NOW this happens, just when I was feeling better! I can't even decide in matters of the heart. Is this fair?"
"No. No it's not. But. We don't have to go along with or fathers, do we?" Elrohir asked. Legolas smiled. "Thank you." Their lips moved closer together. Just as they were about to kiss there was a knock on the door. "Legolas? Elrohir? Are you in there?" It was Estel. They pulled away, not daring to look at each other. "Yes Estel! We are." Elrohir hollered to him.
"Good! I wanted to make sure you two were OK. Well, G'night." "Night Estel!" "Good Night." Elrohir turned to Legolas. "I'll.be going now. See you tomorrow."