Disclaimer: Not mine, unfortunately. They are all Tolkien's, I am just borrowing them and I shall return all of them when I am done.
A? N: I know, I know, I am a terrible person for ignoring this fic for so long, but rest assured that it will be finished soon. I have so many projects to do and I am gonna make some time to bring this one to finish line. Review's are appreciated. lol
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Legolas POV
(Second Age)
My victory was so near. My heart didn't stray from it's goal nor did my mind negotiate with any reasonable thoughts.
My patience was gone and I needed to act before the twins would destroy my *well- planned* game.
I wasn't the one who would give up on something which was a great fun for me, at that time, and the bet I made with Olwe was something I never intended to loose.
All I need to do is play my way and win a Marchwarden's favor and from there on, the path would be clear, while I would do my best to rid myself of his presence.
First thing and only important thing in this game, was that I needed to get into his pants.
That was something which was not easy, because Haldir was very sensitive around that subject.
I needed to move with haste and do my job, before he would even figure out what happened.
Then I would mock him and call him weakling because of his easy submission to me, and I would claim I felt nothing when we coupled. Easy task, but truthfully it was a really strenuous to do.
I would need to do it tonight if I wanted to collect my virgin prize by tomorrow, which is Olwe's delicious brother, and I needed to make haste if I wanted the successful results.
I remembered some of my tactics in the past and I realized that some of them would serve it's purpose this time.
My devious plan included messing with some unknown potent herbs and secretly slipping them into the Haldir's drink this eve, when we would dine together.
I would first have to go to Master alchemist and collect some of them, without his knowledge of course, then I would mix some into the bottle of wine, which was intended only for Haldir this night.
I had 'had' enough of our hanging out together these past few days, and I had felt that today was the day I would do something about it.
*And do it I shall. * I thought to myself as the wicked grin lined up my face, and I stood up from the chair I had been siting on;making a search for my lost Marchwarden.
~*~*~*
(Second Age)
"Haldir, I had finally found you. Where have you been?" I released a breath of relief and my eyes flashed with a fake concern, as I spotted the larger elf, standing around the practicing field.
"I have been around."
Haldir responded while he didn't raise his head from the grassy floor; as he shivered, and that small action made me wonder why was Haldir acting so pensive around me.
I thought that maybe the twins had told him about my bet, but I couldn't see any traces of the anger in his eyes.
"Why didn't you call for me. I would have joined you." I came a little closer to Haldir, but the other elf took the step back, his suspicious gaze piercing me thoroughly
"I preferred to be alone this afternoon. Besides, I didn't want to distract you from any duty you have been appointed to do."
Haldir turned his back to me and he sighed, while his thoughts became deeply troubled by something.
I knew he was thinking about that kiss and the meaning of it, but I didn't want to broach this subject from a new, as I settled myself to observe the nervous Lorien elf.
His face carried a troubled mask and I wondered what was scaring him so much.
Was he afraid of closeness or had he been hurt before? Maybe that was why he was guarding himself from the new pain? I knew I couldn't care less about his past or about his lingering pains. That didn't stop me from possessing this elf.
With me he would know only the pain and humiliation, and if he was hurt before, then it would be my pleasure to hurt his pride some more.
~*~*~*~*~
(Present time)
"Legolas"Frodo gasped and I couldn't help but smile at the small shocked expression, hobbit showed on his face.
"I was a bad person back then, Frodo. I was a child of a thousand summers, still clinging to my diapers. If I had knew then what I know now, I would have never attempted to do that."
"But, that was still not right. How could you even think about doing that?"
Frodo wondered and he shook his head in a negative motion, and I wondered if I have indeed grew wiser over these years.
I wondered if the same heart lingered in me or had some changes transpired over the given time.
I wasn't sure if I could trust myself and my correct judgment anymore.
"I don't know. I reckon that thinking about it is worse than actually doing it, and I have done both. I don't think I knew myself back then as I do now, and trust me; now I really have knowledge of what I am capable to do."
Legolas sighed and he closed his eyes a little, relaxing them in the darkness of the night.
'I am sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's just, well, I never knew anyone with a such interesting history and I just got so carried away with this story of yours. Please continue."
Frodo's eyes flickered in the dark and Legolas kindly smiled at his companion, while his mind returned to his unfinished story.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
(Second Age)
*With me he would know only the pain and humiliation, and if he was hurt before, then it would be my pleasure to hurt his pride some more. *
"Legolas what do you want." Haldir asked, with the exasperated tone and I grinned at the irritated guard, flashing the small smile at his direction.
"I wanted to ask you if you would dine with me tonight, in my quarters." The words were delivered in a soft tone and Haldir turned to me, with his brow arching in the posing question.
'Why?" Haldir asked and I let one small irritating sigh, calming myself a little, before I uttered the clear reply.
'Because I enjoy your companionship and I had missed it today. That's why?" I uttered a short reply; hoping Haldir had bought it, because I didn't want to waste any more time here than necessary.
I still needed to make some preparations for the dinner tonight, and I also needed to visit the alchemist, so I could steal some herbs from his table.
"If that is the reason, then I must decline." Haldir's refusal was not something I had expected, but I knew some ways that I could use to coax him into agreeing.
"If that is your real answer, then I will not accept it, Haldir. I will see you tonight at seven thirty, sharp. Have a nice afternoon?"
I flashed him a wicked smile and I winked at him, leaving him confused and flustered at the same time.
I knew he would not resist my offer and that he would make his appearance tonight at my quarters.
I knew I had fulfilled the first step of my plan, and now I had to make sure that Haldir wouldn't find out what I really was about.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir's POV
(Present time)
I would have released a growl, if my voice cooperated with me right now. I was heading back to check on my brothers and their posts when I bumped into that smelly human Aragorn, again.
He was accompanied by that pestering dwarf and I couldn't help but wonder how did that *short being* survived in a Legolas's presence, all that time while they were traveling together.
It must have been some miracle that kept Princeling calm in front of the dwarf, and had kept him from slaying a hairy creature.
And then there was this human Aragorn. He always glared daggers at me, when he brushed beside me. I observed him as he lowered himself beside the tree trunk, huffing softly, while his tired body slumped into the sitting position.
Dwarf moved away from us and I knew that Aragorn's angry gaze was pointed just at me.
"What? Why you gaze at me so, Aragorn son of Arathorn. Do I have something on my face?"
I hissed as my temper grew short and I arched the eyebrow, while my eyes lingered on the weary Ranger.
"There is no problem, Marchwarden of Lorien. Why do you ask?"
Aragorn replied in the cold tone and I had some strong urge to rip the Strider's smelly head off.
"Then, why do you stare at me?" I mocked and he turned his gaze away from me.
I knew something heavy was on the human's mind and I suspected that it had something to do with Legolas.
"Because I despise you. I despise you, because you posses the heart of the elf I had loved all of my life."
That sudden reply was not something I had expected, and I wondered what was the Ranger babbling about. I never possessed Legolas's heart.
Why was he being so jealous when I kept my distance from *his* princeling and I didn't even speak to him, except for that formal greeting we exchanged on the platform.
"Have you been drinking, Ranger." I released an unexpected chuckle.
"I assure you that your calculations are wrong, my friend. You may rest your troubles, Aragorn, because there is nothing going on between me and your sweet little Prince."
Those last few words I uttered in a cynical tone and Aragorn just looked at me with a surprise in his eyes.
"Are you sure."
Aragorn asked, with his shaky voice and I smelled the traces of alcohol around him, confirming my suspicions that he was indeed drunk.
'Yes, I am sure, Why do you question me about Legolas and the matters of his heart. I would say to you, to heed my words of the warnings, and this time they are only about *your* fair princeling . Never surrender your heart to the person not worthy of it, and you may believe me when I say that Legolas is someone who is really unworthy of your heart. I pity you Ranger, because you are already bewitched by his charms."
I turned myself around and left, leaving the drunk and suspicious Ranger to himself.
I felt sorry for him because he was the next victim on the Legolas's list of the 'lost souls'.
The Ranger loved Legolas but what he didn't know was that, Legolas would never offer him his cold heart.
I was only glad I was not that naive victim this time.
TBC
A? N: I know, I know, I am a terrible person for ignoring this fic for so long, but rest assured that it will be finished soon. I have so many projects to do and I am gonna make some time to bring this one to finish line. Review's are appreciated. lol
Few Url's:
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Legolas POV
(Second Age)
My victory was so near. My heart didn't stray from it's goal nor did my mind negotiate with any reasonable thoughts.
My patience was gone and I needed to act before the twins would destroy my *well- planned* game.
I wasn't the one who would give up on something which was a great fun for me, at that time, and the bet I made with Olwe was something I never intended to loose.
All I need to do is play my way and win a Marchwarden's favor and from there on, the path would be clear, while I would do my best to rid myself of his presence.
First thing and only important thing in this game, was that I needed to get into his pants.
That was something which was not easy, because Haldir was very sensitive around that subject.
I needed to move with haste and do my job, before he would even figure out what happened.
Then I would mock him and call him weakling because of his easy submission to me, and I would claim I felt nothing when we coupled. Easy task, but truthfully it was a really strenuous to do.
I would need to do it tonight if I wanted to collect my virgin prize by tomorrow, which is Olwe's delicious brother, and I needed to make haste if I wanted the successful results.
I remembered some of my tactics in the past and I realized that some of them would serve it's purpose this time.
My devious plan included messing with some unknown potent herbs and secretly slipping them into the Haldir's drink this eve, when we would dine together.
I would first have to go to Master alchemist and collect some of them, without his knowledge of course, then I would mix some into the bottle of wine, which was intended only for Haldir this night.
I had 'had' enough of our hanging out together these past few days, and I had felt that today was the day I would do something about it.
*And do it I shall. * I thought to myself as the wicked grin lined up my face, and I stood up from the chair I had been siting on;making a search for my lost Marchwarden.
~*~*~*
(Second Age)
"Haldir, I had finally found you. Where have you been?" I released a breath of relief and my eyes flashed with a fake concern, as I spotted the larger elf, standing around the practicing field.
"I have been around."
Haldir responded while he didn't raise his head from the grassy floor; as he shivered, and that small action made me wonder why was Haldir acting so pensive around me.
I thought that maybe the twins had told him about my bet, but I couldn't see any traces of the anger in his eyes.
"Why didn't you call for me. I would have joined you." I came a little closer to Haldir, but the other elf took the step back, his suspicious gaze piercing me thoroughly
"I preferred to be alone this afternoon. Besides, I didn't want to distract you from any duty you have been appointed to do."
Haldir turned his back to me and he sighed, while his thoughts became deeply troubled by something.
I knew he was thinking about that kiss and the meaning of it, but I didn't want to broach this subject from a new, as I settled myself to observe the nervous Lorien elf.
His face carried a troubled mask and I wondered what was scaring him so much.
Was he afraid of closeness or had he been hurt before? Maybe that was why he was guarding himself from the new pain? I knew I couldn't care less about his past or about his lingering pains. That didn't stop me from possessing this elf.
With me he would know only the pain and humiliation, and if he was hurt before, then it would be my pleasure to hurt his pride some more.
~*~*~*~*~
(Present time)
"Legolas"Frodo gasped and I couldn't help but smile at the small shocked expression, hobbit showed on his face.
"I was a bad person back then, Frodo. I was a child of a thousand summers, still clinging to my diapers. If I had knew then what I know now, I would have never attempted to do that."
"But, that was still not right. How could you even think about doing that?"
Frodo wondered and he shook his head in a negative motion, and I wondered if I have indeed grew wiser over these years.
I wondered if the same heart lingered in me or had some changes transpired over the given time.
I wasn't sure if I could trust myself and my correct judgment anymore.
"I don't know. I reckon that thinking about it is worse than actually doing it, and I have done both. I don't think I knew myself back then as I do now, and trust me; now I really have knowledge of what I am capable to do."
Legolas sighed and he closed his eyes a little, relaxing them in the darkness of the night.
'I am sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel bad. It's just, well, I never knew anyone with a such interesting history and I just got so carried away with this story of yours. Please continue."
Frodo's eyes flickered in the dark and Legolas kindly smiled at his companion, while his mind returned to his unfinished story.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
(Second Age)
*With me he would know only the pain and humiliation, and if he was hurt before, then it would be my pleasure to hurt his pride some more. *
"Legolas what do you want." Haldir asked, with the exasperated tone and I grinned at the irritated guard, flashing the small smile at his direction.
"I wanted to ask you if you would dine with me tonight, in my quarters." The words were delivered in a soft tone and Haldir turned to me, with his brow arching in the posing question.
'Why?" Haldir asked and I let one small irritating sigh, calming myself a little, before I uttered the clear reply.
'Because I enjoy your companionship and I had missed it today. That's why?" I uttered a short reply; hoping Haldir had bought it, because I didn't want to waste any more time here than necessary.
I still needed to make some preparations for the dinner tonight, and I also needed to visit the alchemist, so I could steal some herbs from his table.
"If that is the reason, then I must decline." Haldir's refusal was not something I had expected, but I knew some ways that I could use to coax him into agreeing.
"If that is your real answer, then I will not accept it, Haldir. I will see you tonight at seven thirty, sharp. Have a nice afternoon?"
I flashed him a wicked smile and I winked at him, leaving him confused and flustered at the same time.
I knew he would not resist my offer and that he would make his appearance tonight at my quarters.
I knew I had fulfilled the first step of my plan, and now I had to make sure that Haldir wouldn't find out what I really was about.
~*~*~*~*
Haldir's POV
(Present time)
I would have released a growl, if my voice cooperated with me right now. I was heading back to check on my brothers and their posts when I bumped into that smelly human Aragorn, again.
He was accompanied by that pestering dwarf and I couldn't help but wonder how did that *short being* survived in a Legolas's presence, all that time while they were traveling together.
It must have been some miracle that kept Princeling calm in front of the dwarf, and had kept him from slaying a hairy creature.
And then there was this human Aragorn. He always glared daggers at me, when he brushed beside me. I observed him as he lowered himself beside the tree trunk, huffing softly, while his tired body slumped into the sitting position.
Dwarf moved away from us and I knew that Aragorn's angry gaze was pointed just at me.
"What? Why you gaze at me so, Aragorn son of Arathorn. Do I have something on my face?"
I hissed as my temper grew short and I arched the eyebrow, while my eyes lingered on the weary Ranger.
"There is no problem, Marchwarden of Lorien. Why do you ask?"
Aragorn replied in the cold tone and I had some strong urge to rip the Strider's smelly head off.
"Then, why do you stare at me?" I mocked and he turned his gaze away from me.
I knew something heavy was on the human's mind and I suspected that it had something to do with Legolas.
"Because I despise you. I despise you, because you posses the heart of the elf I had loved all of my life."
That sudden reply was not something I had expected, and I wondered what was the Ranger babbling about. I never possessed Legolas's heart.
Why was he being so jealous when I kept my distance from *his* princeling and I didn't even speak to him, except for that formal greeting we exchanged on the platform.
"Have you been drinking, Ranger." I released an unexpected chuckle.
"I assure you that your calculations are wrong, my friend. You may rest your troubles, Aragorn, because there is nothing going on between me and your sweet little Prince."
Those last few words I uttered in a cynical tone and Aragorn just looked at me with a surprise in his eyes.
"Are you sure."
Aragorn asked, with his shaky voice and I smelled the traces of alcohol around him, confirming my suspicions that he was indeed drunk.
'Yes, I am sure, Why do you question me about Legolas and the matters of his heart. I would say to you, to heed my words of the warnings, and this time they are only about *your* fair princeling . Never surrender your heart to the person not worthy of it, and you may believe me when I say that Legolas is someone who is really unworthy of your heart. I pity you Ranger, because you are already bewitched by his charms."
I turned myself around and left, leaving the drunk and suspicious Ranger to himself.
I felt sorry for him because he was the next victim on the Legolas's list of the 'lost souls'.
The Ranger loved Legolas but what he didn't know was that, Legolas would never offer him his cold heart.
I was only glad I was not that naive victim this time.
TBC