Chapter 3

Thranduil leapt off his horse, pains long gone, and ran towards Elrond, his love. He didn't need to ask how he knew he was coming – they always knew when the other was near.

Elrond caught him softly, cradling Thranduil in his arms. Gently he lifted Thranduil's face from his shoulder, where he was sobbing happily.

"My love..." Elrond smiled, catching the other's lips with his own. The kiss deepened, as each clung to the other with a fierce desperation. Finally, when the need for air became essential, they parted, panting slightly.

"I never want to be away from you again!" Elrond stated passionately, kissing away the tears on Thranduil's cheeks and eyelashes. Thranduil smiled. Groping blindly he caught his loves hand and sat down in his lap on the grass.

"Well, love. I hope you don't mind but we will never have to."

Elrond blinked stupidly at Thranduil, whose eyes were anxiously searching his.

"What do you mean?"

"I renounced my right to the crown. Legolas is to be king. I'm sorry love," he continued quickly. "The pain of being parted from you was ripping me to pieces. I couldn't bear it anymore."

Tears began to fall once more from the fair elf's blue eyes. His gaze fell to the ground, any confidence he once had gone completely.

Elrond's heart pulled. He couldn't bear to see his love in any sort of pain and to think it was caused by him... Elrond would rather kill himself than hurt Thranduil. Then a smile began to form on his lips. That Thranduil would care enough about him to abdicate his rightful throne!! It was astounding! At that moment, Elrond felt his love for Thranduil redouble twenty times. He reached down and cupped Thranduil's face in his hands. Softly he wiped away his tears with gentle fingers.

"I love you so much. You are the most beautiful, caring and intelligent person I know. You are amazing," he whispered, carefully looking into his loves eyes, his own filling with love and warmth. Slowly, Elrond moved his lips over Thranduils, brushing them tenderly.

"I love you too Elrond," Thranduil whispered.

"I know love," Elrond smiled as his lips began coming close to his love again.

"Could you do something for me though?" Thranduil asked meekly.

"Anything. Anything at all."

"Could you send someone for Legolas? To help him and teach him? Someone he could trust and could befriend?"

"Of course my love. Estel has been itching to leave Rivendell. I'm sure he'd be glad to. Don't worry love. Everything will be fine."

And with that, his lips met Thranduils, tongue begging for entry. Any worrying thoughts left Thranduil in an instant as Elrond carried him to his chambers and spent the time until dawn reassuring Thranduil of their love.

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That's the end of Part 1. Part 2 is Legolas/Aragorn. (