Title: Elen Sila lumenn' tivelo
Author: JackSparrowsWhore
Rating: R
Summary: ROTK, Beginning with their stay at Edoras, Legolas and Aragorn, somethings are meant to be unlocked. A/L
Warnings: The story contains hot guys doing raunchy things to other hot guys, M/M relationships, if this ain't your thang, scoot!
Disclaimer: I do not own them. Tolkien does. As he rules and such. I have NOTHING.
Beta: The fabbity Laurel who made me do this in the first place.
Archive: Just email jacksparrowsmistress@yahoo.com
Author Notes: Supposed to be writing a 6-page short story......but I dun wanna! So there! I would rather write about obscenely sexy men who have to discover there true love for eachother! Is that such a crime? And it's not like I have anything against Eowyn, I mean in ROTK she is awesome, and in the books I was all like "WHA CHA!" lol that's my kung-fu noise! But I dunno in the TT movie she kinda got a taddly bit annoying ya know. Yes so on to the story!
A/N ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* denotes flashback
Chapter 4: That is Nobody Else's But Mine
"Is it time to go already Aragorn?" It was folly of Aragorn to think that his departure would go without notice.
"Not this time Gimli"
"We've gone with you this far, you don't think we'd leave you now, do you?"
Aragorn was thinking of what lie he could invent to dampen his friends keen interest in perusing him, but it was at that moment he heard an all to familiar voice.
"Have you learned nothing about the stubbornness of Dwarves?"
He had not asked, he hadn't said a word. And yet here he was, standing at the entrance to death. And yet, still he did not stand-alone. He could have said 'Go.' He could have said 'no'. He could have made them leave. But he didn't. He took the easy way out. And now it was DEFINITLY too late. He couldn't back out now, not without telling someone what they really meant.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Did you really see it?" Aragorn tensed as he heard the voice, but he would not give Legolas the pleasure of knowing the king had been startled.
"Did I really see what?"
"The beacon from Gondor." The elf was standing in the doorway, already dressed to ride at once. The golden afternoon sun blared behind him, outlining his slender form and giving his body a fuzzy glowing outline that gave the elf an angelic aura. Or maybe he was just imagining it. Perhaps it was something some part of him wanted to see.
"Are you saying I lied."
It wasn't a question, but it needed to be answered. Legolas wandered into the room and leaned against the square window which looked over the fields that wound into the south.
"I don't know. Would you lie?"
Aragorn stared tiredly at the elf whose blue eyes were stormy and troubled. Legolas wanted something, that's why he was pursuing the childish argument.
"Legolas---" but the question died on his lips.
The next day was riding, and the next. The nights were receiving brief reports and falling dejectedly to the hard ground to suffer restless sleep only to wake hours later. The dreams kept coming back. The pendant, the blood. Legolas, and the eye.
Since they had left he hadn't spoken to the airy prince. Much. Beside hastily muttered greetings and the endlessly bland scouting report.
"Legolas." The elf had been staring into the grey plains that drowned the wearying landscape.
" I did not hear you approach my lord. I am tired from this days journey. With my apologies I should like to retire."
He began to move hurredly away back to camp. But Aragorn caught his arm.
"Legolas, what is the matter? If it is something that will in any way hinder our company, I have the right to know."
"How is the lady?"
"What?"
"The lady Eowyn, you seem to seek out her company. Therefore you would possess knowledge of how she fairs."
"I have not seen her since we departed. But I assume all goes well."
"She has not spoken with you?"
"No more then friendly conversation."
"She seems to think you more then friendly."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It would have been easier not to follow that path of conversation. So he hadn't. He had again taken the cowards way out. Legolas did not know what he was being led to.
But even as his thoughts wove themselves, he heard the elf's silky voice relating to the dwarf legends about dead men and lost heirs. He didn't seem to mind much about the fate that waited for them.
Aragorn wondered on.
TBC A/N Review ^.^
Author: JackSparrowsWhore
Rating: R
Summary: ROTK, Beginning with their stay at Edoras, Legolas and Aragorn, somethings are meant to be unlocked. A/L
Warnings: The story contains hot guys doing raunchy things to other hot guys, M/M relationships, if this ain't your thang, scoot!
Disclaimer: I do not own them. Tolkien does. As he rules and such. I have NOTHING.
Beta: The fabbity Laurel who made me do this in the first place.
Archive: Just email jacksparrowsmistress@yahoo.com
Author Notes: Supposed to be writing a 6-page short story......but I dun wanna! So there! I would rather write about obscenely sexy men who have to discover there true love for eachother! Is that such a crime? And it's not like I have anything against Eowyn, I mean in ROTK she is awesome, and in the books I was all like "WHA CHA!" lol that's my kung-fu noise! But I dunno in the TT movie she kinda got a taddly bit annoying ya know. Yes so on to the story!
A/N ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* denotes flashback
Chapter 4: That is Nobody Else's But Mine
"Is it time to go already Aragorn?" It was folly of Aragorn to think that his departure would go without notice.
"Not this time Gimli"
"We've gone with you this far, you don't think we'd leave you now, do you?"
Aragorn was thinking of what lie he could invent to dampen his friends keen interest in perusing him, but it was at that moment he heard an all to familiar voice.
"Have you learned nothing about the stubbornness of Dwarves?"
He had not asked, he hadn't said a word. And yet here he was, standing at the entrance to death. And yet, still he did not stand-alone. He could have said 'Go.' He could have said 'no'. He could have made them leave. But he didn't. He took the easy way out. And now it was DEFINITLY too late. He couldn't back out now, not without telling someone what they really meant.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Did you really see it?" Aragorn tensed as he heard the voice, but he would not give Legolas the pleasure of knowing the king had been startled.
"Did I really see what?"
"The beacon from Gondor." The elf was standing in the doorway, already dressed to ride at once. The golden afternoon sun blared behind him, outlining his slender form and giving his body a fuzzy glowing outline that gave the elf an angelic aura. Or maybe he was just imagining it. Perhaps it was something some part of him wanted to see.
"Are you saying I lied."
It wasn't a question, but it needed to be answered. Legolas wandered into the room and leaned against the square window which looked over the fields that wound into the south.
"I don't know. Would you lie?"
Aragorn stared tiredly at the elf whose blue eyes were stormy and troubled. Legolas wanted something, that's why he was pursuing the childish argument.
"Legolas---" but the question died on his lips.
The next day was riding, and the next. The nights were receiving brief reports and falling dejectedly to the hard ground to suffer restless sleep only to wake hours later. The dreams kept coming back. The pendant, the blood. Legolas, and the eye.
Since they had left he hadn't spoken to the airy prince. Much. Beside hastily muttered greetings and the endlessly bland scouting report.
"Legolas." The elf had been staring into the grey plains that drowned the wearying landscape.
" I did not hear you approach my lord. I am tired from this days journey. With my apologies I should like to retire."
He began to move hurredly away back to camp. But Aragorn caught his arm.
"Legolas, what is the matter? If it is something that will in any way hinder our company, I have the right to know."
"How is the lady?"
"What?"
"The lady Eowyn, you seem to seek out her company. Therefore you would possess knowledge of how she fairs."
"I have not seen her since we departed. But I assume all goes well."
"She has not spoken with you?"
"No more then friendly conversation."
"She seems to think you more then friendly."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It would have been easier not to follow that path of conversation. So he hadn't. He had again taken the cowards way out. Legolas did not know what he was being led to.
But even as his thoughts wove themselves, he heard the elf's silky voice relating to the dwarf legends about dead men and lost heirs. He didn't seem to mind much about the fate that waited for them.
Aragorn wondered on.
TBC A/N Review ^.^