Behind Blue Eyes
Chapter 17: Up ^
(Elladan)
I still don't like the idea of forcing the two to talk to each other, I say we let them work it out in their own time. Then again that might be forever by how stubborn Legolas can be. Yet I am slightly amused by the way the Balrog slayer has taken this, it is a very wonderful plan. Elrohir is chatting with Thranduil as we walk our horses down the pasture side, their hooves not even leaving scuff marks behind.
" Then Legolas splashed Arwen and Ada with the water before we tackled him in the pool." He laughs as he retells the time Legolas started a water fight with us all while lounging in one of the many pools. That was a fun time, yet it almost ended with Legolas being drown because of it.
" What of your brother Estel? What are they like together?" He asks and I smile slightly befire turning in my saddle to look back at the elder.
" Those two are worse than both Elrohir and I!" I laugh and Thranduil shakes his head, dirty blonde braids swaying slightly. My Uncle has many braids in his hair, marking him as both great warrior and commander of troops. There are four at each temple, and six in the back, which are beaded at the bottom with dark green glass beads. He has silvery eyes, much unlike Legolas who has blue ones, yet is as stubborn as his son, at least Legolas can't deny that fact.
" You and your son are very much alike Uncle." I tell him and he blinks, slightly confused by my outburst. I smile slightly at Elrohir who is giving me a cross look but I ignore it.
" Really now?" He asks looking directly at me with a question in his eyes.
" Yes, he is both stubborn and a quick learner. Yet he has many qualities of his mother in him as well. One's he doesn't show very often but are there." He nods, waiting for me to continue and I do, wanting him to know.
" His heart, and his demeanor are so much different. I always thought it was because he was raised by us Passive elves, but in battle the true warrior comes out, yet when the battle is through he can rein in that nature and return to himself." I explain and give Elrohir a side-long look which he smiles at.
" Yes, although he doesn't show it, he truly does care for you deeply Uncle. He just doesn't want to open himself up to you. He thinks you will hurt him again if he did." Elrohir says quietly as we round the bend the traps are supposed to be set on. I command my horse to do a funny walk, one between a trot and a walk, which looks like limping. Eyeing the ground I notice the odd arrangement of leaves, not very noticeable but enough for it to catch my attention. Reining my stallion in I jump off and Elrohir comes to my side.
" What is it brother?" He ask, concern evident in his voice as he tries to make his lines sound good. We practiced what we would say before we left for the ride, making sure we had things to say.
" I don't know. Uncle? Can you please take a look at his leg?" I ask Thranduil who also dismounted and was now coming to my side, concern evident on his face. He runs his hands over the leg bone, checking for injury but looks up at me.
" I feel nothing Elladan." He says and I think quickly.
" What if I walk him? Maybe you will see it then." I slap the horse's large neck and walk him a few paces over closer to the trap. I stop and step back to the side the injured leg is and carefully avoid the trap. Thanduil comes and steps right on it, and I give Elrohir a nod and my twin cuts a rope, making a large rock fall to the earth and capturing the Mirkwood King within the netting. He yelps in surprise as he is taken off his feet and brought into the air the stone hitting the ground. Elrohir then ties the stone down and ropes it off on a tree near by. I stand under the net and smile up at it.
" What! This isn't funny Elladan!" he growls and fights with the net, trying to grab at his weapons but Glorfindel replaced them with dull, old fishing knives, not good for cutting prime trappers nets.
" Yes it is. Wait a few moment and you will soon have company Uncle." I bow and grab the reins, bringing my horse into denser brush to wait for Legolas and Aragorn. Soon enough I see the golden hair of my cousin coming into the distance and as he enters the clearing he hits the trap. The rope encircles his ankle and yet another rock had to be cut from its perch by my brother on the other side of the clearing. Soon Legolas is hanging upside down by his leg, twirling around.
" Not funny. Not funny at all!" he yells when he spots me and Elrohir.
" You two are dead! Cut me down!" He yells and struggles but to no avail, his arrows falling from his quiver on his back to land near his bow on the forest floor. I laugh this is such a funny sight to behold. Aragorn soon comes around the corner to find me laughing, Elrohir walking under the struggling prince and Legolas suspended above him.
" As amusing as this is.." He starts but Legolas glares at him his blue eyes clouding over in anger.
" Let him down for our sakes!" He finishes but stops dead when he sees Uncle in the other net.
" Um. yeah." He just stars, at a loss for words at this sight, which just sends me into another fit of laughter.
" GET ME DOWN!" Legolas yells once more, now pulling on the rope at his foot, body curled into itself as he does this. I nearly fall over at this scene when father and Glorfindel ride up the trail.
" It looks like your plan worked Glorfindel." Father says amused as well. Glorfindel is beaming with pride and dismounts, walking under the two Mirkwood elves.
" Brother I hope you will get me down." Thranduil tries but Elrond only shakes his head and moves his horse closer.
" Why dear brother. Consider this pay back for all the times you tied me in a tree." He says and laughs. I stare at my father before looking over at Aragorn who is thoroughly confused, I smile at the dumfounded look on his face and whisper
" Thranduil and Legolas are to work out their problems." He nods, wincing at the curses that flow from his friend and cousin's mouth as he struggles to get himself loose. Glorfindel shakes his head and mounts his stallion before looking at the rest of us.
" Well, looks like we should leave these two to their devices." He says and I mount, pulling Estel up behind me before nudging my stallion into a walk.
" When will you set us down?" Thranduil asks as we round the bin and I look over at Adar who is smiling contently.
" yes when?" I ask and he shrugs.
" We'll come back in a few hours, and if they have resolved their problems than we shall see about setting them free." I smile, thinking about all the things that we will be doing while those two are strung up in the trees.
Immortal Sadness: I know these past two have been short but the next one is the basic ending. I have not chosen what I want to do, forgive or not, but I guess you all will find out in the next chapter. I'm working on a new story called 'Severity of Silence' since this one is nearing the end.
Thanks to those who have reviewed and I hope to see you all again soon! PLEASE REVIEW!
Chapter 17: Up ^
(Elladan)
I still don't like the idea of forcing the two to talk to each other, I say we let them work it out in their own time. Then again that might be forever by how stubborn Legolas can be. Yet I am slightly amused by the way the Balrog slayer has taken this, it is a very wonderful plan. Elrohir is chatting with Thranduil as we walk our horses down the pasture side, their hooves not even leaving scuff marks behind.
" Then Legolas splashed Arwen and Ada with the water before we tackled him in the pool." He laughs as he retells the time Legolas started a water fight with us all while lounging in one of the many pools. That was a fun time, yet it almost ended with Legolas being drown because of it.
" What of your brother Estel? What are they like together?" He asks and I smile slightly befire turning in my saddle to look back at the elder.
" Those two are worse than both Elrohir and I!" I laugh and Thranduil shakes his head, dirty blonde braids swaying slightly. My Uncle has many braids in his hair, marking him as both great warrior and commander of troops. There are four at each temple, and six in the back, which are beaded at the bottom with dark green glass beads. He has silvery eyes, much unlike Legolas who has blue ones, yet is as stubborn as his son, at least Legolas can't deny that fact.
" You and your son are very much alike Uncle." I tell him and he blinks, slightly confused by my outburst. I smile slightly at Elrohir who is giving me a cross look but I ignore it.
" Really now?" He asks looking directly at me with a question in his eyes.
" Yes, he is both stubborn and a quick learner. Yet he has many qualities of his mother in him as well. One's he doesn't show very often but are there." He nods, waiting for me to continue and I do, wanting him to know.
" His heart, and his demeanor are so much different. I always thought it was because he was raised by us Passive elves, but in battle the true warrior comes out, yet when the battle is through he can rein in that nature and return to himself." I explain and give Elrohir a side-long look which he smiles at.
" Yes, although he doesn't show it, he truly does care for you deeply Uncle. He just doesn't want to open himself up to you. He thinks you will hurt him again if he did." Elrohir says quietly as we round the bend the traps are supposed to be set on. I command my horse to do a funny walk, one between a trot and a walk, which looks like limping. Eyeing the ground I notice the odd arrangement of leaves, not very noticeable but enough for it to catch my attention. Reining my stallion in I jump off and Elrohir comes to my side.
" What is it brother?" He ask, concern evident in his voice as he tries to make his lines sound good. We practiced what we would say before we left for the ride, making sure we had things to say.
" I don't know. Uncle? Can you please take a look at his leg?" I ask Thranduil who also dismounted and was now coming to my side, concern evident on his face. He runs his hands over the leg bone, checking for injury but looks up at me.
" I feel nothing Elladan." He says and I think quickly.
" What if I walk him? Maybe you will see it then." I slap the horse's large neck and walk him a few paces over closer to the trap. I stop and step back to the side the injured leg is and carefully avoid the trap. Thanduil comes and steps right on it, and I give Elrohir a nod and my twin cuts a rope, making a large rock fall to the earth and capturing the Mirkwood King within the netting. He yelps in surprise as he is taken off his feet and brought into the air the stone hitting the ground. Elrohir then ties the stone down and ropes it off on a tree near by. I stand under the net and smile up at it.
" What! This isn't funny Elladan!" he growls and fights with the net, trying to grab at his weapons but Glorfindel replaced them with dull, old fishing knives, not good for cutting prime trappers nets.
" Yes it is. Wait a few moment and you will soon have company Uncle." I bow and grab the reins, bringing my horse into denser brush to wait for Legolas and Aragorn. Soon enough I see the golden hair of my cousin coming into the distance and as he enters the clearing he hits the trap. The rope encircles his ankle and yet another rock had to be cut from its perch by my brother on the other side of the clearing. Soon Legolas is hanging upside down by his leg, twirling around.
" Not funny. Not funny at all!" he yells when he spots me and Elrohir.
" You two are dead! Cut me down!" He yells and struggles but to no avail, his arrows falling from his quiver on his back to land near his bow on the forest floor. I laugh this is such a funny sight to behold. Aragorn soon comes around the corner to find me laughing, Elrohir walking under the struggling prince and Legolas suspended above him.
" As amusing as this is.." He starts but Legolas glares at him his blue eyes clouding over in anger.
" Let him down for our sakes!" He finishes but stops dead when he sees Uncle in the other net.
" Um. yeah." He just stars, at a loss for words at this sight, which just sends me into another fit of laughter.
" GET ME DOWN!" Legolas yells once more, now pulling on the rope at his foot, body curled into itself as he does this. I nearly fall over at this scene when father and Glorfindel ride up the trail.
" It looks like your plan worked Glorfindel." Father says amused as well. Glorfindel is beaming with pride and dismounts, walking under the two Mirkwood elves.
" Brother I hope you will get me down." Thranduil tries but Elrond only shakes his head and moves his horse closer.
" Why dear brother. Consider this pay back for all the times you tied me in a tree." He says and laughs. I stare at my father before looking over at Aragorn who is thoroughly confused, I smile at the dumfounded look on his face and whisper
" Thranduil and Legolas are to work out their problems." He nods, wincing at the curses that flow from his friend and cousin's mouth as he struggles to get himself loose. Glorfindel shakes his head and mounts his stallion before looking at the rest of us.
" Well, looks like we should leave these two to their devices." He says and I mount, pulling Estel up behind me before nudging my stallion into a walk.
" When will you set us down?" Thranduil asks as we round the bin and I look over at Adar who is smiling contently.
" yes when?" I ask and he shrugs.
" We'll come back in a few hours, and if they have resolved their problems than we shall see about setting them free." I smile, thinking about all the things that we will be doing while those two are strung up in the trees.
Immortal Sadness: I know these past two have been short but the next one is the basic ending. I have not chosen what I want to do, forgive or not, but I guess you all will find out in the next chapter. I'm working on a new story called 'Severity of Silence' since this one is nearing the end.
Thanks to those who have reviewed and I hope to see you all again soon! PLEASE REVIEW!