Hey guys, sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. YuZira…you're a mind reader. I was thinking along the lines of a Legolas/Faramir story…I just don't know if it's going to be an MPREG or not lol. But now that I know I'll have at least one reader then that settles it, although I won't be staring it for a few weeks lol. Too many school reports and I just had a bunch of medical tests and guess what kids. I have lupus. Fun fun…at sixteen too. It sucks the big one but anyhoo here's the next chapter. Sorry it's soooo short.
Legolas lay down heavily on the bed as Aragorn disappeared from the room. A strange feeling washed over him and he groaned, letting his head fall back against the pillow. Slowly the pain began to pass and he sighed at the cold sweat that now encased his body. " What have I done this time?" He mumbled to himself and realized that what he craved at that moment was a warm bath. The thought of the soothing fragrant bubbles and all-encompassing warmth made him smile momentarily. Slowly he rose. His muscles ached and he wondered absently if it was another part of bearing a child. His body was just beginning to show signs of his condition and though he had hardly seen an elf in such state he thought that the muscle pains would only come when he had grown much larger. "Ah…well it is still a mystery to me…" He mused crossing the room and gently opening to door to the bathroom. He was trying to push the sudden onslaught of pain from his mind. He had no idea what had caused the sudden explosion and therefore did not want to think about it. He felt fine and as far as he could sense nothing was wrong with the child.
He sat on the window seat, knees drawn up to his chest as the tub filled. The sound faded into the background and his eyelids drooped momentarily as all thoughts slipped his mind. He could feel the warmth of the life that was now growing within him and concentrated on it. The wind blew at his hair and he sighed softly, turning back towards the bath. Bubbles were just beginning to creep over the edge and he yawned and went to turn the water off. He knew that in all probability his father was entering the gates of Rivendell and knowing his luck was probably already inside, though the thought seemed to frighten him less than it had moments before. He undressed slowly before slipping into the bath, letting the bubbles surround him and form a sort of ring around his neck. Breathing deeply he let his hands fall to his stomach automatically and began massaging the small lump.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he could hear footsteps and was startled when he realized they had entered his room. Snapping his eyes open he turned, his hands now hooked over the smooth edge of the tub and peered curiously through the bathroom door. Aragorn's familiar figure appeared followed by Elrond, Gandalf and his father. He groaned realizing they all wore extreme looks of fear on their face. "Legolas?!" Aragorn's voice rang out and Legolas flinched remembering Aragorn's instructions to stay on the bed.
" I'm in here." He answered and turned back around to avoid looking at their faces. The footsteps of Gandalf and Aragorn entered the room and Legolas knew Elrond and his father were with them as well.
" Legolas, they said you were hurt." Thranduil said stepping around so he could face his son. A look of concern lay hidden behind the ancient eyes and Legolas smiled weakly.
" I am well now father." He said softly as the others crowded around his father.
" Estel said you were in pain…" Elrond's eyebrow arched in confusion as he sent a questioning gaze towards his son. Legolas nodded.
" I was but I feel much better now…it was nothing."
" It could be the child." Gandalf cut in but realized his mistake when Thranduil turned.
" Child?" He asked, a slight edge entering his voice. Legolas let his eyes rest on the surface of the water. " What child?" Legolas could feel the intense gaze turn in his direction. " Legolas stand up." Legolas bit his bottom lip and shook his head.
" I am well where I am father." He answered.
" Legolas you will listen to me when I command something of you and I ask that you stand, everyone in this room at one point has already seen you de-robed, do not be silly, unless of course there is another reason for which you do not want to stand." Legolas grew silent.
" Legolas listen to him." Aragorn spoke softly and Legolas sent a silent prayer to the Valar before slowly gripping the edges and stood. He ran a hand along his stomach and sighed waiting for the inevitable.
" Legolas what is that?" Thranduil gestured to the slightly swollen skin.
" A child…" Legolas' voice trailed off. " My child…" He repeated. He watched Aragorn out of the corner of his eye trying desperately not to look at the disappointment and rage he knew his father now wore like a cloak. There was a thick silence interrupted by Elrond.
" Mithrandir and I will go…there are some things that need to be discussed but afterwards Legolas I will return to examine you. Feeling better or not." And then the Half-Elven and the Istari left the room, their footsteps fading away.
" I suppose there is only one obvious reason why you remain in the room King Elessar." Thranduil spoke finally, though the noise did nothing to break the tension. Legolas realized that he was shaking and dropped back into the water, creating a small splash. The king of Mirkwood's voice remained quiet and restrained as he spoke but Legolas and Aragorn knew the anger that lay beneath. Both waited silently, as one would wait through the calm before the storm. " Do you have any idea what you have done to our family!" Thranduil shouted after several minutes, spinning around so he could face both. Legolas ducked even further under the water. " You have disgraced us far beyond anything I ever imaged you could do! Not only do you manage to find yourself in a condition that is nearly impossible for male Elves to find themselves in it is with the King of Men, the wedded King of Men!"
" I beg your pardon Majesty." Aragorn cut in warily. " But Arwen and I-"
" Silence!" Thranduil bellowed. Legolas' eyes widened.
" Do not yell at him!" He shouted without thinking.
" You my son are hardly in the place to be angry with me! How could you have done this to our family. This will cause waves. Large waves that will never stop…by doing this you have angered many of our people and I can't even fathom the number of men who will be angered over this! You sacrifice everything for simple pleasure. We as the Eldar are above such things!"
" But I love him." Legolas argued peeking out from behind the edge of the bath.
" You think you love him!" Thranduil corrected his eyes glowering. " But what of him. Do you honestly think he loves you! Men are fickle creatures my son. Though some are more valiant than others they are all the same when it pertains to love!" the king spoke without a glance at Aragorn who's face slowly began to twist in anger.
" I do love him." Aragorn shouted finally. " Arwen and I are no longer joined and I wish to marry your son, whether you approve of the union or not. All of the Elves present in Rivendell have approved of the union and we will go ahead with the ceremony." Thranduil was silent, a look of shock on his face.
" Would you forsake your people to spend the rest of eternity with a mortal?" Thranduil asked Legolas quietly.
" I would not forsake anyone. Can't you see we do love each other and I will be with him. I stand by Aragorn no matter the consequences." A thick silence fell over the room. Minute followed minute finally Thranduil looked up.
" Then you have made your choice." He said as if announcing a war before striding from the room leaving Aragorn outraged and Legolas on the verge of tears.