A/N- Wow! Four reviews on my first chapter! You guys have no idea how happy that makes me! Individual responses will always be in my ending Author's Note.
Disclaimer- With all her strength, Moralinde climbed to the top of Orodruin and shouted, "I DO NOT OWN THE LORD OF THE RINGS!" And all the lawyers turned and fled.
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"Legolas! So you finally decided to grace us with your presence!" called Aragorn as he saw his friend approaching the gate.
"Yes. Shall we begin?" asked Legolas curtly.
Aragorn frowned slightly. Legolas would usually be excited over the trip. Now, however, he appeared to wish that he had not bothered to wake up. "Are you feeling alright?" asked the Man concernedly.
"Yes," spat Legolas in annoyance. He swung up onto Galu {Good Fortune}, his horse, and kicked him into a trot. The kick itself showed that Legolas was definitely upset about something, for usually he would merely have said, "Noro lim {ride on}!" to get Galu started.
Aragorn shrugged, mounted Thalion {Dauntless}, his stallion, shouted, "Noro lim!" and galloped after the Elf.
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Legolas rode on angrily. How could Aragorn act as if nothing had happened? He had greeted the Elf as if he hadn't been in liplock with Aldamir just minutes before. He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he heard hooves behind him along with a call of "Legolas!"
Aragorn pulled up beside the Elf and slowed Thalion to a trot. "Legolas? What's wrong? Is it something I did?" he asked.
Although every fiber of his being longed to shout Yes! It's something you did! You were kissing Aldamir! He controlled the urge, and merely said, "We will speak of it when we make camp."
"Are you sure?" Aragorn asked hesitantly. "We could-"
"NO! Will you be quiet and leave me in peace, yrchion {son of orcs}?!?" shouted Legolas, allowing his temper to boil over.
Aragorn fell silent, tears forming in his eyes. Never before had either of them raised their voices against each other except in jest. Somehow, though, Aragorn couldn't help but feel this rage was anything but a jest. Also, to call him a son of orcs was cruel in the extreme, for his father had been shot down by those vile creatures. When the tears threatened to spill over, he angrily dashed them away with his sleeve. There must be a reason he had upset the Elf. He couldn't wait to camp that night and unravel this mystery.
Legolas glanced over at the Man and smirked at the pain in the Man's eyes. It gave him brutal satisfaction to know that the one who was causing him so much agony was receiving his share. But what if he didn't mean anything by the kiss? he couldn't help but think.
Not mean anything? he thought just as quickly. You don't meet another man's wife in the gardens and kiss her without meaning anything!
And with these bitter thoughts on Legolas' part, and confused pain on Aragorn's, the two rode on in awkward silence.
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Legolas sat staring into the fire, willing himself to forget about all that had happened today. Across the camp, Aragorn was lying on his back and looking at the stars, but, unlike Legolas, he was trying to figure out what had happened after he had bid Legolas farewell outside the Elf's quarters. Sighing, the Man realized that the only way to find out what had happened was to ask. "Legolas?" he asked tentatively.
"What?" snarled his friend.
"What's wrong? Last night, every thing was fine. Today, you barely said five sentences. Please. If there's something I did, I wish to know what it is so I may atone for it!" pleaded Aragorn.
"Fine," snapped the Elf. "Fine. You want to know what you did? I saw you in the gardens with my wife in your arms. As if that wasn't enough, you kissed her! Do you know how much that hurts?"
Aragorn realized in horror that Legolas must have misinterpreted Aldamir and his conversation. Quickly, he said, "Legolas! You know I love Arwen! How could I ev-"
"Is it not bad enough to seduce Aldamir to break our vows! Must you break your oath to the Evenstar?" hissed Legolas in disgust.
"Legolas, please understand, I-" began Aragorn.
"You kissed my wife," stated Legolas flatly.
"Legolas-" pleaded Aragorn.
"Can you deny it?" asked the Elf, fire in his eyes.
"No, but I can explain. Alda-" tried Aragorn.
"Avo bedo {do not speak}!" spat Legolas. "You have torn away my love, and have destroyed my heart. All I can do is hope that she will be happy with you."
"Legolas, I love Ar-" said Aragorn, tears threatening to spill.
"I said do not speak! I don't need to hear any more lies! I know what I saw! Do not anger me, yrchion, I will shoot you down as I do to your filthy kin," proclaimed Legolas.
"Please belie-" pleaded Aragorn.
"I never want to speak to you again. If you see me, you will refer to me as Prince Legolas, and you will acknowledge me as your superior. You will not speak to Aldamir unless she wishes to see you. We will ride out for one more day, then turn and ride back to Rivendell. I do not wish to hear you speak to me the entire time," declared the prince.
"Legolas-" attempted the Man.
"It's Prince Legolas, yrchion, and don't forget it. I will watch tonight," stated Prince Legolas. Without another word, the Elf climbed into the boughs of the tree and began to watch.
On the ground, Aragorn rolled onto his side and wept silently, his bitter tears mixing into the dust of the forest floor.
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A/N- Didn't know Legolas could be that cruel, did you? Shows how strongly Elves feel about eternal love, I guess. This chapter was a little short, in my opinion, but this seemed like a pretty natural stopping point. Time for reviewer responses!
Sielge- Congratulations on being my first reviewer. Here's your update!
EstrielandJenna- Thank you for your lovely complements! As for the year this story is set in, here goes the long, obsessed answer: It must be after TA (Third Age) 2931 because that's Aragorn's birthyear. It also has to be after TA 2933 because that's when Gilraen took Aragorn to Rivendell. It must be after TA 2951 because that's when Aragorn learns his true name, and he goes by Aragorn in my story. It must be after TA 2980 because that's when Arwen promised herself to Aragorn, and in it is mentioned a few times in my story that Arwen and Aragorn are definitely a couple. Let's say it's somewhere between TA 2981 and TA 3017. This is all from my head as I don't have my RotK book handy, but I'm pretty sure it's right!
Boobtubesngrass- A beautiful, beautiful faithful reviewer! Thank you for sticking with me! By my calculations, Aragorn is anywhere from 50-86. For him I'd say that's like a normal man being maybe...25? Help me if I'm way off!
Sheildmaiden-of-Rohan-Forever- Can I just call you SoRF? Thanks for your review!
Also, I was thinking of changing my penname to Elf of the Riddermark. Good? Bad? Indifferent? I need reviews! Tell me!
Namarie, Moralinde
Disclaimer- With all her strength, Moralinde climbed to the top of Orodruin and shouted, "I DO NOT OWN THE LORD OF THE RINGS!" And all the lawyers turned and fled.
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"Legolas! So you finally decided to grace us with your presence!" called Aragorn as he saw his friend approaching the gate.
"Yes. Shall we begin?" asked Legolas curtly.
Aragorn frowned slightly. Legolas would usually be excited over the trip. Now, however, he appeared to wish that he had not bothered to wake up. "Are you feeling alright?" asked the Man concernedly.
"Yes," spat Legolas in annoyance. He swung up onto Galu {Good Fortune}, his horse, and kicked him into a trot. The kick itself showed that Legolas was definitely upset about something, for usually he would merely have said, "Noro lim {ride on}!" to get Galu started.
Aragorn shrugged, mounted Thalion {Dauntless}, his stallion, shouted, "Noro lim!" and galloped after the Elf.
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Legolas rode on angrily. How could Aragorn act as if nothing had happened? He had greeted the Elf as if he hadn't been in liplock with Aldamir just minutes before. He pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he heard hooves behind him along with a call of "Legolas!"
Aragorn pulled up beside the Elf and slowed Thalion to a trot. "Legolas? What's wrong? Is it something I did?" he asked.
Although every fiber of his being longed to shout Yes! It's something you did! You were kissing Aldamir! He controlled the urge, and merely said, "We will speak of it when we make camp."
"Are you sure?" Aragorn asked hesitantly. "We could-"
"NO! Will you be quiet and leave me in peace, yrchion {son of orcs}?!?" shouted Legolas, allowing his temper to boil over.
Aragorn fell silent, tears forming in his eyes. Never before had either of them raised their voices against each other except in jest. Somehow, though, Aragorn couldn't help but feel this rage was anything but a jest. Also, to call him a son of orcs was cruel in the extreme, for his father had been shot down by those vile creatures. When the tears threatened to spill over, he angrily dashed them away with his sleeve. There must be a reason he had upset the Elf. He couldn't wait to camp that night and unravel this mystery.
Legolas glanced over at the Man and smirked at the pain in the Man's eyes. It gave him brutal satisfaction to know that the one who was causing him so much agony was receiving his share. But what if he didn't mean anything by the kiss? he couldn't help but think.
Not mean anything? he thought just as quickly. You don't meet another man's wife in the gardens and kiss her without meaning anything!
And with these bitter thoughts on Legolas' part, and confused pain on Aragorn's, the two rode on in awkward silence.
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Legolas sat staring into the fire, willing himself to forget about all that had happened today. Across the camp, Aragorn was lying on his back and looking at the stars, but, unlike Legolas, he was trying to figure out what had happened after he had bid Legolas farewell outside the Elf's quarters. Sighing, the Man realized that the only way to find out what had happened was to ask. "Legolas?" he asked tentatively.
"What?" snarled his friend.
"What's wrong? Last night, every thing was fine. Today, you barely said five sentences. Please. If there's something I did, I wish to know what it is so I may atone for it!" pleaded Aragorn.
"Fine," snapped the Elf. "Fine. You want to know what you did? I saw you in the gardens with my wife in your arms. As if that wasn't enough, you kissed her! Do you know how much that hurts?"
Aragorn realized in horror that Legolas must have misinterpreted Aldamir and his conversation. Quickly, he said, "Legolas! You know I love Arwen! How could I ev-"
"Is it not bad enough to seduce Aldamir to break our vows! Must you break your oath to the Evenstar?" hissed Legolas in disgust.
"Legolas, please understand, I-" began Aragorn.
"You kissed my wife," stated Legolas flatly.
"Legolas-" pleaded Aragorn.
"Can you deny it?" asked the Elf, fire in his eyes.
"No, but I can explain. Alda-" tried Aragorn.
"Avo bedo {do not speak}!" spat Legolas. "You have torn away my love, and have destroyed my heart. All I can do is hope that she will be happy with you."
"Legolas, I love Ar-" said Aragorn, tears threatening to spill.
"I said do not speak! I don't need to hear any more lies! I know what I saw! Do not anger me, yrchion, I will shoot you down as I do to your filthy kin," proclaimed Legolas.
"Please belie-" pleaded Aragorn.
"I never want to speak to you again. If you see me, you will refer to me as Prince Legolas, and you will acknowledge me as your superior. You will not speak to Aldamir unless she wishes to see you. We will ride out for one more day, then turn and ride back to Rivendell. I do not wish to hear you speak to me the entire time," declared the prince.
"Legolas-" attempted the Man.
"It's Prince Legolas, yrchion, and don't forget it. I will watch tonight," stated Prince Legolas. Without another word, the Elf climbed into the boughs of the tree and began to watch.
On the ground, Aragorn rolled onto his side and wept silently, his bitter tears mixing into the dust of the forest floor.
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A/N- Didn't know Legolas could be that cruel, did you? Shows how strongly Elves feel about eternal love, I guess. This chapter was a little short, in my opinion, but this seemed like a pretty natural stopping point. Time for reviewer responses!
Sielge- Congratulations on being my first reviewer. Here's your update!
EstrielandJenna- Thank you for your lovely complements! As for the year this story is set in, here goes the long, obsessed answer: It must be after TA (Third Age) 2931 because that's Aragorn's birthyear. It also has to be after TA 2933 because that's when Gilraen took Aragorn to Rivendell. It must be after TA 2951 because that's when Aragorn learns his true name, and he goes by Aragorn in my story. It must be after TA 2980 because that's when Arwen promised herself to Aragorn, and in it is mentioned a few times in my story that Arwen and Aragorn are definitely a couple. Let's say it's somewhere between TA 2981 and TA 3017. This is all from my head as I don't have my RotK book handy, but I'm pretty sure it's right!
Boobtubesngrass- A beautiful, beautiful faithful reviewer! Thank you for sticking with me! By my calculations, Aragorn is anywhere from 50-86. For him I'd say that's like a normal man being maybe...25? Help me if I'm way off!
Sheildmaiden-of-Rohan-Forever- Can I just call you SoRF? Thanks for your review!
Also, I was thinking of changing my penname to Elf of the Riddermark. Good? Bad? Indifferent? I need reviews! Tell me!
Namarie, Moralinde