Summary: Another 'How Aragorn and Legolas meet' story. Not Slash.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine… The story idea is not original… I just hope you like it
A/N 1) Again apologises that this has taken so long. I've had so much uni work to do this last week it has been crazy. But it's all done now… I just have exams that start in two Fridays *gulp*
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Chapter 7
Legolas woke with a start, and was momentarily confused by his surroundings. At first glance he thought he was in the twins' room and one of them had been injured again. Then a loud gurgle from the behind him caused him to look across at the pile of blankets on the bed. This wasn't the twins room, he realised, though it was probably the one they had rejected when Elrond and his wife had tried to get the twins to sleep in separate rooms. Another gurgling sound brought a smile to his face, and he bit his bottom lip lightly to keep from waking the small child with his laughter.
Legolas walked over to the window, he was a little stiff from spending the night in a chair though he hadn't slept so well in ages. Staring out the window to the valley of Imladris below he recalled waking at one point and managing to wriggle out of Estel's grasp. He hadn't bothered to go and find his own room and collapsed in the chair in front of the fireplace. Turning his eyes back to the interior of the room he was surprised to find the edan watching him. His own adar would probably have objected to being watched so closely, but Legolas felt it was not out of disrespect that the boy stared.
A loud grumble came again from the bed and Estel's face flushed red, though he did not take his eyes from the blond elf. Legolas felt his smile widen and tried to hide the laughter by coughing. The indignant look that this resulted in caused him to laugh even harder. Estel continued to look indignant but soon he too was laughing even if it was at his expense. "Are you hungry?" asked Legolas when the two had managed to calm down.
"When is he not?" asked a voice from behind them and the two spun around. Beside either side of the door were the twins, still dressed in their sleeping pants with their hair brushed but not yet braided. "Will you join us at the baths?" asked Elladan.
"It's to early to bath," said Estel burying himself underneath his covers in an attempt to avoid his brothers' gaze.
"I'm afraid it isn't to early," said Elrohir as he made his way nearer to the bed, "you already smell awful." The words would have been much more insulting had it not been for the warmth in his voice as he said it, and the smile that Legolas and Elladan could see. Estel was not fooled however and seemed to burrow further down his bed. Winking Elrohir took another step forward and put his hands down on the quilt pulling it back quickly.
It was obviously a trick pulled once to often because before the sheets had been completely drawn back Estel had thrown a pillow to hit his brother in the face. Legolas found himself laughing again at the stunned expression of the twin. Estel's reaction had not been anticipated, nor did Elladan have much time to react before he found himself also receiving one of Estel's pillows in his face.
"That was unwise little one," said Elladan. Estel looked at his brother not realising immediately the potential danger of having two against him. He was laughing with joy that his plan had worked and Legolas felt himself begin chuckling again.
He noticed Elrohir was sneaking back towards Estel but decided that it would be safer if he didn't mention it. With a speed, and grace, that no mortal could hope to match the twins pounced on their brother. Elrohir grabbed his arms, and Elladan his feet then together they lifted Estel from his bed and made towards the door. Over the top of Estel's cries of foul play Elladan invited Legolas along to the bathhouse to which Legolas happily agreed, following in the unusual procession down the corridors of Imladris.
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An hour or so later, and after several water fights, the four made their way up to the main hall to eat. Elladan was carrying Estel on his back, mindful of the ankle that had been injured the day before. The ankle itself looked remarkably better than it had done the previous afternoon and bore testament to Elrond's healing skills.
As Estel's stomach gurgled again, prompting the twins to again ask their brother if he was not some kind of overly large halfling, the four entered the dining room. Already present were all the Dunedain and Elrond and his two closest advisors, Glorfindel and Erestor. The room seemed so silent it was almost physical.
Elrond stood and motioned them to enter. "Legolas, may I ask you to entertain Estel for a little while? I have need to speak to my sons." Legolas nodded and took Estel from his brother's back and walked to the head table where some seats were available. Elrohir and Elladan didn't move but waited until their father came to them.
Just before the three left Estel jumped from his seat and ran to his father's side. "Ada, aren't I your son too?" he asked. The room was silent at the question. Estel knew he had been adopted by the elf lord but Elrond and the twins had always assured him they were family and loved him as such.
Elrond looked down at Estel and couldn't help the smile he felt on his face, as he looked at the one so innocent before him. "You are indeed ion nin, Estel. Only this does not concern you. I would tell you if I thought it was important you know but for now I just wish to talk to your older brothers. Is that alright?"
Estel nodded and hugged his father around the waist before making his way back to the table to sit next to his friend. Elrond followed the boy with his gaze as he walked across the room, then turned and flanked by his elder sons made his way from the breakfast room.
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A/N 2) Elvish used in this chapter
Edan – mortal
Adar – Father (more formal version of ada)
Ada – daddy, dad
Ion nin – my son
A/N 3) Hope you are all enjoying this… please write a review and let me know what you think of the story.
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine… The story idea is not original… I just hope you like it
A/N 1) Again apologises that this has taken so long. I've had so much uni work to do this last week it has been crazy. But it's all done now… I just have exams that start in two Fridays *gulp*
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Chapter 7
Legolas woke with a start, and was momentarily confused by his surroundings. At first glance he thought he was in the twins' room and one of them had been injured again. Then a loud gurgle from the behind him caused him to look across at the pile of blankets on the bed. This wasn't the twins room, he realised, though it was probably the one they had rejected when Elrond and his wife had tried to get the twins to sleep in separate rooms. Another gurgling sound brought a smile to his face, and he bit his bottom lip lightly to keep from waking the small child with his laughter.
Legolas walked over to the window, he was a little stiff from spending the night in a chair though he hadn't slept so well in ages. Staring out the window to the valley of Imladris below he recalled waking at one point and managing to wriggle out of Estel's grasp. He hadn't bothered to go and find his own room and collapsed in the chair in front of the fireplace. Turning his eyes back to the interior of the room he was surprised to find the edan watching him. His own adar would probably have objected to being watched so closely, but Legolas felt it was not out of disrespect that the boy stared.
A loud grumble came again from the bed and Estel's face flushed red, though he did not take his eyes from the blond elf. Legolas felt his smile widen and tried to hide the laughter by coughing. The indignant look that this resulted in caused him to laugh even harder. Estel continued to look indignant but soon he too was laughing even if it was at his expense. "Are you hungry?" asked Legolas when the two had managed to calm down.
"When is he not?" asked a voice from behind them and the two spun around. Beside either side of the door were the twins, still dressed in their sleeping pants with their hair brushed but not yet braided. "Will you join us at the baths?" asked Elladan.
"It's to early to bath," said Estel burying himself underneath his covers in an attempt to avoid his brothers' gaze.
"I'm afraid it isn't to early," said Elrohir as he made his way nearer to the bed, "you already smell awful." The words would have been much more insulting had it not been for the warmth in his voice as he said it, and the smile that Legolas and Elladan could see. Estel was not fooled however and seemed to burrow further down his bed. Winking Elrohir took another step forward and put his hands down on the quilt pulling it back quickly.
It was obviously a trick pulled once to often because before the sheets had been completely drawn back Estel had thrown a pillow to hit his brother in the face. Legolas found himself laughing again at the stunned expression of the twin. Estel's reaction had not been anticipated, nor did Elladan have much time to react before he found himself also receiving one of Estel's pillows in his face.
"That was unwise little one," said Elladan. Estel looked at his brother not realising immediately the potential danger of having two against him. He was laughing with joy that his plan had worked and Legolas felt himself begin chuckling again.
He noticed Elrohir was sneaking back towards Estel but decided that it would be safer if he didn't mention it. With a speed, and grace, that no mortal could hope to match the twins pounced on their brother. Elrohir grabbed his arms, and Elladan his feet then together they lifted Estel from his bed and made towards the door. Over the top of Estel's cries of foul play Elladan invited Legolas along to the bathhouse to which Legolas happily agreed, following in the unusual procession down the corridors of Imladris.
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An hour or so later, and after several water fights, the four made their way up to the main hall to eat. Elladan was carrying Estel on his back, mindful of the ankle that had been injured the day before. The ankle itself looked remarkably better than it had done the previous afternoon and bore testament to Elrond's healing skills.
As Estel's stomach gurgled again, prompting the twins to again ask their brother if he was not some kind of overly large halfling, the four entered the dining room. Already present were all the Dunedain and Elrond and his two closest advisors, Glorfindel and Erestor. The room seemed so silent it was almost physical.
Elrond stood and motioned them to enter. "Legolas, may I ask you to entertain Estel for a little while? I have need to speak to my sons." Legolas nodded and took Estel from his brother's back and walked to the head table where some seats were available. Elrohir and Elladan didn't move but waited until their father came to them.
Just before the three left Estel jumped from his seat and ran to his father's side. "Ada, aren't I your son too?" he asked. The room was silent at the question. Estel knew he had been adopted by the elf lord but Elrond and the twins had always assured him they were family and loved him as such.
Elrond looked down at Estel and couldn't help the smile he felt on his face, as he looked at the one so innocent before him. "You are indeed ion nin, Estel. Only this does not concern you. I would tell you if I thought it was important you know but for now I just wish to talk to your older brothers. Is that alright?"
Estel nodded and hugged his father around the waist before making his way back to the table to sit next to his friend. Elrond followed the boy with his gaze as he walked across the room, then turned and flanked by his elder sons made his way from the breakfast room.
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A/N 2) Elvish used in this chapter
Edan – mortal
Adar – Father (more formal version of ada)
Ada – daddy, dad
Ion nin – my son
A/N 3) Hope you are all enjoying this… please write a review and let me know what you think of the story.