The Guilty Grace of an Exquisite Sin
By IsisFireDancer
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, etc. etc. etc. I have here, another chapter ready and waiting! Enjoy...
STILL LEGOLAS POV "It was as I told you yester-eve. I am concerned for my people and about the Northerners. Should I end the whole affair and just marry Fente? Or should I stand my ground and cause even more strife to my people?"
"Do not worry for these problems now, concentrate on becoming better," he said, soothing my worries. He shushed me as I began to sob and stroked my hair. I was so lost in a world of fear, and Aragorn seemed the only way out and back into the light. I leaned into him, wanting nothing except everything I didn't have: a simple life. The world seemed to darken around me, mirroring nothing but the pain and hurt that was bursting from inside my heart. He cradled me in his arms and I gave up any control I had, to weep into the air that resounded with pure angst.
"Come on! We don't need all this weeping! Is this the image you want to set to your people? You're strong, you can get through this! It'll all be fine in the end, don't worry. Finde said that you weren't to be upset. You don't want me getting in trouble now do you? What will your family say? That's it!" I held back my sobs and wiped away my tears. "Now look! Your pillow's all wet!" I fell into his strong arms, not caring about my self-control any more.
"Thank you!"
"How about some food?"
"Yes please!"
"I will call Menel at once. Would you like me to tell your mother and Mahtar to come in?"
"Thank you," I sniffed gratefully.
Aragorn had just stood up, when Mahtar rushed in. He took one look at me and rushed forwards. He beamed in relief and pulled me into a tight embrace. I gasped in pain as he had grabbed me in a tender spot. He drew away quickly.
"Sorry, brother!"
"It was just a shock," I said, falling back into my pillow and yelping in pain.
"Who did this to you?" demanded Mahtar. "WHO WAS IT? I'll make sure they feel the pain!" his voice became suddenly savage and Aragorn had to pull him out of the room. I pulled myself up and attempted to clamber out of bed. I managed to stand for a few seconds, before my legs gave way. The floor loomed closer to me as I fell in slow motion.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands caught me and held me tight. I was pulled up closer to the lean body that had caught me. Aragorn picked me up and carried me to my bed, propping me up against the pillow. He tripped over a fold in the woven mat that covered the floor and landed on top of me. We were pressed together, against the bed, his body pinning mine to the soft surface. Aragorn pushed himself up off me pulled me into a sitting position.
"Are you hurt?" his voice was full of concern.
"No!" I said a little too quickly. He gave me a stern look and I sighed. "Yes, but it is of no need to alert a healer!"
"Legolas, I have known you too long to know when you are lying to me!" I frowned and he laughed.
Aragorn POV
I laughed as he frowned. Frowning did not suit Legolas.
"I shall find Menel. You won't be for too much longer-thank the Valar for the healing powers of the elves! We shall also have to find a way of calming down your mother and Mahtar. I believe your mother is still weeping into Lord Elrond. Mahtar, however, is being talked to by your father."
"Lord Elrond is here?"
"Yes, he arrived shortly after you... returned to the palace."
"Oh."
"Is there something the matter?" I was puzzled.
"No, it was a matter of no importance."
"I'll fetch Menel."
After calling Menel and assuring all Legolas' relative that he was comfortable, I sought some refuge in the pearly gardens. I took a goblet of Elven wine with me and walked the familiar path to a glade just outside of the palace gardens. I walked through the shining glade towards the amaranthine surface of the nearby pool.
The tall, straight trunks of the Mirkwood trees surrounded the pool itself. They were intricately twisted into a wooden crown above the silvery pool, giving the ground around the waterfall a dappled look. The noon-time sun was at it's peak as I decided to go for a swim. I had been here many times before, with Legolas. I smiled at the memories.
I was awoken from my thoughts by the sight of a pile of clothes next to the water's edge. I stepped closer, to see who was in the pool.
I recognised the lean figure half-submerged in water as Faramir, one of my companions on the journey to this country. He turned and saw me. "Do you care to join me, my Lord?" he asked.
"I do indeed," I said placing the goblet on the bank. He respectfully turned the other way whilst I removed my garments. I slipped into the cool water and savoured the motion of the waves lapping at my body.
"You seem troubled, my Lord. What is it that concerns you so?"
"It's Legolas. He is extremely worried about certain... circumstances, involving himself," I said, slipping under the water for a moment. I surfaced, opening my eyes and waiting for Faramir's reply.
AN: Hehehe... What will happen? Even I don't know at the moment! My computer sure hates the spelling in these things... Have fun and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please!!! Think of the cake people, the cake!
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, etc. etc. etc. I have here, another chapter ready and waiting! Enjoy...
STILL LEGOLAS POV "It was as I told you yester-eve. I am concerned for my people and about the Northerners. Should I end the whole affair and just marry Fente? Or should I stand my ground and cause even more strife to my people?"
"Do not worry for these problems now, concentrate on becoming better," he said, soothing my worries. He shushed me as I began to sob and stroked my hair. I was so lost in a world of fear, and Aragorn seemed the only way out and back into the light. I leaned into him, wanting nothing except everything I didn't have: a simple life. The world seemed to darken around me, mirroring nothing but the pain and hurt that was bursting from inside my heart. He cradled me in his arms and I gave up any control I had, to weep into the air that resounded with pure angst.
"Come on! We don't need all this weeping! Is this the image you want to set to your people? You're strong, you can get through this! It'll all be fine in the end, don't worry. Finde said that you weren't to be upset. You don't want me getting in trouble now do you? What will your family say? That's it!" I held back my sobs and wiped away my tears. "Now look! Your pillow's all wet!" I fell into his strong arms, not caring about my self-control any more.
"Thank you!"
"How about some food?"
"Yes please!"
"I will call Menel at once. Would you like me to tell your mother and Mahtar to come in?"
"Thank you," I sniffed gratefully.
Aragorn had just stood up, when Mahtar rushed in. He took one look at me and rushed forwards. He beamed in relief and pulled me into a tight embrace. I gasped in pain as he had grabbed me in a tender spot. He drew away quickly.
"Sorry, brother!"
"It was just a shock," I said, falling back into my pillow and yelping in pain.
"Who did this to you?" demanded Mahtar. "WHO WAS IT? I'll make sure they feel the pain!" his voice became suddenly savage and Aragorn had to pull him out of the room. I pulled myself up and attempted to clamber out of bed. I managed to stand for a few seconds, before my legs gave way. The floor loomed closer to me as I fell in slow motion.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands caught me and held me tight. I was pulled up closer to the lean body that had caught me. Aragorn picked me up and carried me to my bed, propping me up against the pillow. He tripped over a fold in the woven mat that covered the floor and landed on top of me. We were pressed together, against the bed, his body pinning mine to the soft surface. Aragorn pushed himself up off me pulled me into a sitting position.
"Are you hurt?" his voice was full of concern.
"No!" I said a little too quickly. He gave me a stern look and I sighed. "Yes, but it is of no need to alert a healer!"
"Legolas, I have known you too long to know when you are lying to me!" I frowned and he laughed.
Aragorn POV
I laughed as he frowned. Frowning did not suit Legolas.
"I shall find Menel. You won't be for too much longer-thank the Valar for the healing powers of the elves! We shall also have to find a way of calming down your mother and Mahtar. I believe your mother is still weeping into Lord Elrond. Mahtar, however, is being talked to by your father."
"Lord Elrond is here?"
"Yes, he arrived shortly after you... returned to the palace."
"Oh."
"Is there something the matter?" I was puzzled.
"No, it was a matter of no importance."
"I'll fetch Menel."
After calling Menel and assuring all Legolas' relative that he was comfortable, I sought some refuge in the pearly gardens. I took a goblet of Elven wine with me and walked the familiar path to a glade just outside of the palace gardens. I walked through the shining glade towards the amaranthine surface of the nearby pool.
The tall, straight trunks of the Mirkwood trees surrounded the pool itself. They were intricately twisted into a wooden crown above the silvery pool, giving the ground around the waterfall a dappled look. The noon-time sun was at it's peak as I decided to go for a swim. I had been here many times before, with Legolas. I smiled at the memories.
I was awoken from my thoughts by the sight of a pile of clothes next to the water's edge. I stepped closer, to see who was in the pool.
I recognised the lean figure half-submerged in water as Faramir, one of my companions on the journey to this country. He turned and saw me. "Do you care to join me, my Lord?" he asked.
"I do indeed," I said placing the goblet on the bank. He respectfully turned the other way whilst I removed my garments. I slipped into the cool water and savoured the motion of the waves lapping at my body.
"You seem troubled, my Lord. What is it that concerns you so?"
"It's Legolas. He is extremely worried about certain... circumstances, involving himself," I said, slipping under the water for a moment. I surfaced, opening my eyes and waiting for Faramir's reply.
AN: Hehehe... What will happen? Even I don't know at the moment! My computer sure hates the spelling in these things... Have fun and REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please!!! Think of the cake people, the cake!