My Life, My Elf
Type : LOTR
Rating : PG -13 for future content.
Summary : The time for sickness is over, the cure must come.
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NOT BETAED
She was taken back when an elf rushed through the main room into the master bedroom. The crying stopped and voices broke out. "He knows when you leave the room Nónd, he cries and cries. He doesn't love his own father anymore!" A male stated playfully.
"Blah! You know that's not true you self centered elf!" Nónd, she assumed, said. The man that had dash inot the room walked calmly back out holding a body in his arms.
He paused when he realized she was there. He looked at her with a masked face for a long while. Then he uttered one word.
"Elizabeth." Hewen wrinkled her nose and tossed her book at Nónd.
"Told you not to call me that stooge!" She glared.
"Fine H-e-w-e-n." Nónd said shaking his head at her.
"Sit still Mom!" Unendil hissed pulling on her hair softly. The three-hundred-year-old elf expertly did his mother hair as his father watched. He knew his parent didn't love each other. Not like life-mates should. He didn't care. He had lived one hundred seventy five years without one, now having both mattered to him more then their relationship.
"We'll be going to see King Legolas today." Tinaldon said calmly.
Unendil's mother nodded briefly, "Alright. We have been holding it off long enough."
Unendil watched his grandpa walk up and kiss his father shamelessly. He rolled his eyes. Those to were in love as much as two people who had experienced their One Great Love already and lost them could be. They would tell Unendil that the One Great Love was the best but they had room for a Second Lesser Love in their heart.
Hewen watched them for a moment and noticed they lust fogged eyes. "Baby doll. We'll have to cancel... you take Unendil and go." Nónd mummered.
Hewen gasped with wide eyes and a smile, "Now! Oh you two are evil! Come on Unendil! Time to go see a King."
Unendil didn't quiet understand everything about this Second Lesser Love and he watned to stay and find out but his mother pulled on his arm hard and dragged the little elf away from his Grandfather and Father.
"My lord Legolas. A elf woman and her child are here to see you." One of the servants said. Legolas nodded for him to let them in.
He took look at the pair and hissed, "Prepare a room! For the child! Come Maiden. I wish to speak with you." His servant looked at him widened eyed before he rushed off to complete the command.
"-and if it's a boy... shit... is that the human word?... I don't care right now." Legolas panted as he ranted on to Hewen through their love making.
"You know technically I'm not a maiden." She giggled hugging her lover close.
"Does it look like that is of vital importance to me at the moment!" He growled with a smile.
"I once had dreams of my mother and my father and the family that came before them," She said closing her eyes from the handsome sight of Legolas, "and I wondered why a elf would give their life to the mortal they loved. Why they would die for them? Why my mother risked her life for dad and why she died for me?
"Being with you.... being... oh Valar!" She gasped holding Legolas close.
For a while no one said anything but Legolas just had to know. "Being with me... what does it do to you?"
She looked at him calmly. "Being with you made me see why. There wasn't a day I didn't think about you on Earth. Thank you for not dying on me."
He smiled at her softly, "No problem."
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The End! ^^; I think
D-Chan
