Chapter Fifteen
It was not long before Estel and Legolas arrived side by side at the entrance to the private dinning chambers of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. Their presence had been requested by Elrond earlier that day and once in side they were greeted by the smiling faces of the elf lord and his children as well as that of the lord Glorfindel who, as usual was not far from Elrond's side. Lysander sat on the other side of the table to where they were standing he was smiling graciously, but his eyes still spoke of malice. It sent a shiver down Legolas's spine. Estel did not seem to notice.
"Come, sit down." Elrond indicated to two empty chairs between the twins and himself around the round wooden table, thankfully away from Lysander who sat beside his intended. The table its self was half covered by a large number of plates and platters displaying wide assortment of meats, fruits and sweets.
The twins had already begun to eat, each of them holding a different piece of meat.
"We did tell them to wait but." Arwen trailed off glaring at her brothers the rest of her sentence obvious.
Elladan shrugged sheepishly, but continued to eat regardless.
"We did wait is it our fault they are late!" Elrohir exclaimed. "Our own dear brother would not expect us to starve while he frolics with a friend would you Estel?" He emphasised on the word friend and through a smirking glance towards his foster brother, receiving a kick in return from Legolas as the blond elf took the seat beside the twin.
"Legolas we have been friends for so long and yet you choose to abandon us for our own brother." Elladan sighed dramatically. "Is it us?" He pointed to both himself and his twin. "Have we done some thing wrong, something to offend you in some way?"
"That is enough." Elrond tone was soft but assertive stopping the direction of the conversation before it had really started, though he did smile.
"How is your injury?" Elrond watched as Elladan questioned Estel. "I heard that Elrohir had to drag you away from the battle to have it examined."
"It is fine merely a scratch our brother is far too jumpy over the sight of blood." Estel answered while offering a piece of fruit to Legolas beside him.
Elrohir ignored him and silence fell about the room only the sounds of eating and plates being slid across the table broke it.
It was a rare occurrence to see all of his children together and this time was made even more special due to the presence of the chosen partners of two of them.
Legolas seemed to almost glow as he laughed with Elrohir as they ate, Elrond noticed with a smile. He had often wondered if any of his children would ever settle down, become happily bonded to the partner of their choice. Knowing he would one day travel across the sea to the undying lands he had hoped that he would have the chance to be involved as a main part in the life of a least one grandchild and this child would be great indeed.
A child born of kings, both elven and human.
This child could not fail to be anything but remarkable.
"Ada." Estel broke him from his father from his stupor. "Is it possible to have a messenger sent to Mirkwood as soon as time and weather will allow?"
The elven lord nodded.
"I take it that you have finished your letter then Prince Legolas." He said watching as the blond elf turned his head to face him.
"I have my Lord. I wrote it soon after you left this morning and am anxious to have my father read it."
"Than I shall send a messenger with a small armed escort this afternoon."
"Thank you my Lord." Legolas smiled his gratitude before suddenly becoming aware that they had the attention of everyone in attendance.
"Why the urgency?" Elladan asked joining their conversation. "You are not leaving us so soon are you?"
Legolas smile gently at the dark haired twin.
"No of course not I just have some important news that my father must be made aware of sooner rather than later?"
"You are not ill are you?" Lysander spoke in an even tone, it was the first time he had addressed Legolas during the meal and his gaze was that of curiosity.
It made Estel weary.
"No why would you say that?"
"I saw you stumble the other evening in the hallway I thought that there may be a connection." His statement to those around him sounded innocent but it made Legolas's skin crawl, the dark elf was digging for information.
"I am not ill Lysander."
"We should just tell them." Estel whispered quietly from his side.
"What!" Legolas all but hissed. Yes he did want to tell the twins, Arwen and even Glorfindel but not in front of Lysander, although as he mulled over it he realised that Arwen trusted Lysander and would undoubtedly tell him anyway.
He looked at Estel. A spark of jealousy, obvious to Legolas, in his eyes indicating that his motives for telling them were not exactly pure. Once he had told Lysander that Legolas carried his child it was like embroidering Estel's name across the front of Legolas's tunic's, a way of claming the elf as his in front of an adversary.
"Tell us what?" Arwen, bless her, looked totally confused.
Legolas risked a glance across to lord Elrond seeking for some sort of reassurance.
Elrond just nodded slowly.
Shaking his head slowly Legolas sighed and then nodded at Estel before turning to stare at the intricate detail that had been carved into the table, leaving his lover to tell them. Legolas just hoped that they would not ask too many questions he was now not in the mood to answer them.
Estel snaked a hand under the table to grasp Legolas's. Legolas did not grasp his in return watching as Estel grinned to everyone at the table taking special care to smirk at Lysander.
"Legolas is with child." He spoke loudly and clearly so that no one could mistake his words or their meaning. "He carries *our* child."
~*~ TBC.
Authors Note: I know Estel seems a bit mean in this chapter but you have to remember that he sees Lysander as something that could hurt Legolas and by marking Legolas as his Lysander has no excuse to come near or to touch Legolas again.
It was not long before Estel and Legolas arrived side by side at the entrance to the private dinning chambers of Lord Elrond of Rivendell. Their presence had been requested by Elrond earlier that day and once in side they were greeted by the smiling faces of the elf lord and his children as well as that of the lord Glorfindel who, as usual was not far from Elrond's side. Lysander sat on the other side of the table to where they were standing he was smiling graciously, but his eyes still spoke of malice. It sent a shiver down Legolas's spine. Estel did not seem to notice.
"Come, sit down." Elrond indicated to two empty chairs between the twins and himself around the round wooden table, thankfully away from Lysander who sat beside his intended. The table its self was half covered by a large number of plates and platters displaying wide assortment of meats, fruits and sweets.
The twins had already begun to eat, each of them holding a different piece of meat.
"We did tell them to wait but." Arwen trailed off glaring at her brothers the rest of her sentence obvious.
Elladan shrugged sheepishly, but continued to eat regardless.
"We did wait is it our fault they are late!" Elrohir exclaimed. "Our own dear brother would not expect us to starve while he frolics with a friend would you Estel?" He emphasised on the word friend and through a smirking glance towards his foster brother, receiving a kick in return from Legolas as the blond elf took the seat beside the twin.
"Legolas we have been friends for so long and yet you choose to abandon us for our own brother." Elladan sighed dramatically. "Is it us?" He pointed to both himself and his twin. "Have we done some thing wrong, something to offend you in some way?"
"That is enough." Elrond tone was soft but assertive stopping the direction of the conversation before it had really started, though he did smile.
"How is your injury?" Elrond watched as Elladan questioned Estel. "I heard that Elrohir had to drag you away from the battle to have it examined."
"It is fine merely a scratch our brother is far too jumpy over the sight of blood." Estel answered while offering a piece of fruit to Legolas beside him.
Elrohir ignored him and silence fell about the room only the sounds of eating and plates being slid across the table broke it.
It was a rare occurrence to see all of his children together and this time was made even more special due to the presence of the chosen partners of two of them.
Legolas seemed to almost glow as he laughed with Elrohir as they ate, Elrond noticed with a smile. He had often wondered if any of his children would ever settle down, become happily bonded to the partner of their choice. Knowing he would one day travel across the sea to the undying lands he had hoped that he would have the chance to be involved as a main part in the life of a least one grandchild and this child would be great indeed.
A child born of kings, both elven and human.
This child could not fail to be anything but remarkable.
"Ada." Estel broke him from his father from his stupor. "Is it possible to have a messenger sent to Mirkwood as soon as time and weather will allow?"
The elven lord nodded.
"I take it that you have finished your letter then Prince Legolas." He said watching as the blond elf turned his head to face him.
"I have my Lord. I wrote it soon after you left this morning and am anxious to have my father read it."
"Than I shall send a messenger with a small armed escort this afternoon."
"Thank you my Lord." Legolas smiled his gratitude before suddenly becoming aware that they had the attention of everyone in attendance.
"Why the urgency?" Elladan asked joining their conversation. "You are not leaving us so soon are you?"
Legolas smile gently at the dark haired twin.
"No of course not I just have some important news that my father must be made aware of sooner rather than later?"
"You are not ill are you?" Lysander spoke in an even tone, it was the first time he had addressed Legolas during the meal and his gaze was that of curiosity.
It made Estel weary.
"No why would you say that?"
"I saw you stumble the other evening in the hallway I thought that there may be a connection." His statement to those around him sounded innocent but it made Legolas's skin crawl, the dark elf was digging for information.
"I am not ill Lysander."
"We should just tell them." Estel whispered quietly from his side.
"What!" Legolas all but hissed. Yes he did want to tell the twins, Arwen and even Glorfindel but not in front of Lysander, although as he mulled over it he realised that Arwen trusted Lysander and would undoubtedly tell him anyway.
He looked at Estel. A spark of jealousy, obvious to Legolas, in his eyes indicating that his motives for telling them were not exactly pure. Once he had told Lysander that Legolas carried his child it was like embroidering Estel's name across the front of Legolas's tunic's, a way of claming the elf as his in front of an adversary.
"Tell us what?" Arwen, bless her, looked totally confused.
Legolas risked a glance across to lord Elrond seeking for some sort of reassurance.
Elrond just nodded slowly.
Shaking his head slowly Legolas sighed and then nodded at Estel before turning to stare at the intricate detail that had been carved into the table, leaving his lover to tell them. Legolas just hoped that they would not ask too many questions he was now not in the mood to answer them.
Estel snaked a hand under the table to grasp Legolas's. Legolas did not grasp his in return watching as Estel grinned to everyone at the table taking special care to smirk at Lysander.
"Legolas is with child." He spoke loudly and clearly so that no one could mistake his words or their meaning. "He carries *our* child."
~*~ TBC.
Authors Note: I know Estel seems a bit mean in this chapter but you have to remember that he sees Lysander as something that could hurt Legolas and by marking Legolas as his Lysander has no excuse to come near or to touch Legolas again.
