Sorry I haven't updated for so long. I'm just starting exams so I haven't been able to update as much as I'd like. I'll try to write some more soon but I have exams for the next 2 weeks so I need to revise. I'm sorry this chapter is so crappy. I really don't know where this story is going so I just wrote it down as it came to me. Thank you for all the reviews. Enjoy.

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As soon as Aragorn and Legolas arrived back at the palace they were bombarded by messengers looking for Legolas. Ruefully, they smiled at one another and Aragorn removed his arm from Legolas' waist.

"Your kingdom awaits, my lord," he said mockingly.

Smiling, Legolas pulled him into a corner and gave him a quick kiss.

"See you later."

And with that he strolled off, leaving the flock of messengers hurrying along in his wake. Aragorn grinned and was about to leave for his study when a hand on his arm stopped him.

It was Creldor, one of Legolas' advisors.

"Hello Creldor. I haven't seen you for awhile. What have you been up to?"

Creldor sneered. "I think the more important question is what have you been up to?"

Aragorn frowned, confused by Creldor's reaction. "I don't think that's really any of your business Creldor. That's between me and Legolas."

"On the contrary, Aragorn. If you have been doing anything that will endanger Mirkwood, it is as much my business as it is yours."

He paused, and then looked at Aragorn suspiciously. "You and Legolas seem awfully… close."

At this, Aragorn lost his patience.

"And so what if we are? It's hardly going to endanger Mirkwood and as such, it has nothing to do with you!"

"I don't like your tone Aragorn."

"Honestly? I really couldn't care less! If -"

Aragorn was cut off as Creldor's fist connected with Aragorn's face. Aragorn spluttered, blood dripping from his broken nose.

"Stay away from Legolas. I assure you that if you tell anyone about this, I will make life living hell for your darling Legolas. Don't you worry."

And with that, Creldor sauntered off, leaving Aragorn on the floor, a pool of blood forming beside him.

Aragorn was stunned.

'What just happened?' he thought, completely mystified. He had always considered Creldor a friend but now? He wasn't sure what to think.

Slowly, Aragorn stood up and began to make his way back to his room. He kept his head down and tried to look as inconspicuous as possible. Once he got to his destination, he swiftly took care of his nose, all the while contemplating what Creldor had said. It appeared that despite his comforting words to Legolas, others would care about heir relationship. This worried Aragorn and he frowned.

Just as he did so, Legolas walked in smiling happily.

"Hello love!" Then he saw Aragorn's broken nose.

"Oh my god! What happened Aragorn? Sit down! I'll look after you."

Gingerly, he reached up to touch Aragorn's nose but looked hurt as Aragorn winced away.

"Sorry love. It hurts so much."

Looking half-way redeemed, Legolas persisted. "So? What happened?"

Aragorn attempted to look vaguely foolish.

"I… Well, I whacked my head on a cupboard door." He smiled, with a pained expression on his face. "That's me for you – not overly intelligent."

Legolas smiled in return, pleased that Aragorn wasn't too badly hurt. But he was still slightly suspicious. Aragorn didn't sound completely sincere and something didn't fit. Aragorn wasn't really one to be so clumsy.

However, Legolas didn't pursue the matter; he didn't want Aragorn to think he didn't trust him.

"Come on then," he said reassuringly. "Let's go to the healers. They'll fix you up."

And with that, he took Aragorn's arm and led him out of the room.

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I apologise once again for the shittiness of this chapter. I hope my writer's block goes away soon. Please please please review!