Thanks to the anonymous reviewer. Here is Chapter Three.

Thanks to Lothiriel for beta-reading.

Unfortunately the spy presence wasn't sensed by Elrohir or Legolas and the next morning after spending the night in that town they could walk the land of Green Meadows.

Elrohir would take care of the prince until Elrond or Thranduil arrived and he thought that it could take two months at least. There was an old wooden house which would be Legolas next home. Inside, a woman who had taken care of Elrohir after a cruel attack from the Orcs several years ago, was waiting for them. She was one of the most expert midwives in all Middle Earth and she had been taught by the Wizards. Immediately after talking to his son, Elrond communicated with this woman, who lived in a wood near Green Meadows and asked her for her help. She was waiting for them with a warm meal that they ate rapidly. Afterwards she led the prince to his chambers and asked him to sleep for awhile. She would examine him after that. Legolas was so tired that as soon as he laid his head on the pillow he fell asleep.

A few hours later he was awakened by knocks at his door. He got up and opened it, feeling his strength growing. The calm of Green Meadows had definitely helped him. The woman, called Serianna, asked him to get comfortable and started to run her smooth hand over his abdomen. It had started to grow and she could feel a rounded mass. Suddenly, just before the examination ended, a little move came from inside. She pressed smoothly on the same area and as a reply the baby kicked again. She lifted her head to Legolas, who was astonished, looking at his abdomen.

"What a beautiful surprise, isn't it?" Serianna said to catch his attention. He blinked, confused, and opened his mouth but said nothing. "From your reaction I would say this is the first time. Am I right?" He nodded still keeping his eyes on it. "Your child is fine. You are tired but the weather here will help you."

"Yes." He replied, still thinking about the movement. "It is the first time. I have been expecting this moment since I knew about the pregnancy. I was starting to be worried even though I knew I just had to give it time." A glad smile sprang from his lips.

"Perhaps you want to stay alone. I suggest that you rest. This emotion could steal your recovered strength." The woman rubbed his stomach tenderly and felt it again. They laughed and Legolas sensed how his lost hope was reborn inside himself.

Serianna left the room. The blue eyed Elf lay in his new bed, with a hand caressing his unborn child and a glad smile on his tired lips.

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Meanwhile in the Castle of Gondor the Queen Arwen was sitting on a lonely throne. The purple dress she wore (the mourning colour for elves) complemented her beauty. The court still couldn't believe how his king had slighted her for the Prince of Mirkwood. Her blue eyes were fixed on the messenger sent by Elrond.

"So Legolas is carrying his child. A male Elf has stolen my rights." She thought. When the messenger had finished his speech she said loudly. "According to you my father has sent you to comfort me, didn't he? Speak up!"

"Your highness has nothing to worry about." The messenger was trembling. "The abortion was done several weeks ago. There's no more heir for Gondor. The last king's blood is dead. Your father, the Lord of Rivendell, wanted you to know because he …"

"Would hate if I heard it from another source." She interrupted him quickly. She saw how nervous he was so she added while standing up. "You have brought me happy news, good friend. As you can see I have lived the last months in darkness and sadness and the fear of losing the only gift from my beloved husband just made my pain deeper. You can go in peace because you gave light to the heart of a poor queen."

The messenger felt relief hearing those words and he left the chamber very quickly.

Arwen stood alone in front of her ministers. She sat back and gazed at the empty throne at her right side. There was anger and rage in her face.

"What do you think, lords?" She asked them. "The man who I married in love almost made me lose everything, even my honour as a queen and as a…. woman."

"Your highness." One of them started to talk. "But you know even if our late king was alive, he wouldn't make the child his heir. The prince is an Elf so the baby would be a half Elf."

"Lord Winfred, I perfectly know it. Do you actually believe I've forgotten I could not be pregnant with a legitimate heir? Perhaps I don't talk too much about it, but I remember." She could hardly keep her anger in check. Her voice betrayed her.

The chat was interrupted by a guard who announced the arrival of Optuod. The queen let him come into the chamber. He was the man who saw Legolas at the tavern. He brought bad news to Arwen. After he ended his speech the ministers looked at their queen with fear and respect. Her face was glowing with rage and they could see the wish for revenge growing in her bright eyes.

"My own father, the Lord who swore to protect the Queen of men, lied to me and betrayed me. He helped my worst enemy, the one who carries the child that could take my throne away from me. And my own brother, the one who told me so many times how much he loved me and how strong the bond between us was, is now protecting him." She whispered. She had never had felt such pain mixed with rage. It was greater than even the time when she realized the romance between her husband, the King of Gondor, and the blonde Elf, the Prince of Mirkwood.

Her ministers had never seen that look in her face, all her body was shivering. There was no doubt the prince had escaped and he was still carrying the hated child inside him.

"Where did you see them?" She tried to hide her pain.

"In a little town, on the road to Green Meadows." He explained.

"Green Meadows. A perfect and safe place to hide a male pregnant Elf. He can raise his child in there." One of the ministers said.

"But he won't!" She had never felt so angry. One of the ministers lifted his hand to show Optuod that he could leave and the man obeyed.

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It had been two weeks since Elrohir and Legolas arrived at Green Meadows. The midwife was kind and took care of the Prince devotedly. He was safe there and the calm had given back new strength. Everyday he woke very early and had a breakfast of fruits from the woods. During the morning, he went to walk and breathe the fresh air, since the wind from Green Meadows wasn't as strong as in Rivendell. Sometimes he sat under a tree and tried to listen to it. One day he spent hours in front of a clear lake and he could hear the songs from the creatures who lived inside it. He found out he had developed new abilities to communicate with Nature. He was sure it was because of the child growing inside him. The baby, fathered by two races, had powers he could not imagine.

One morning, exactly two weeks after their arrival, he woke up with strong nausea. He couldn't remember how much time it had been since the last time he felt so sick. He could eat only a few grapes and almost immediately he threw up all his dinner from the night before. He was worried but Serianna told him it was normal and perhaps he should stay in his chamber. But there were nothing he disliked more than to be locked in a room, so he told her that the fresh air could help him with the sickness. She accepted his excuse and let him go outside.

Quickly he found the way to connect with Nature, so he stood before the lake and tried to hear its comforting song. He closed his eyes to sense the music inside his body and let it calm the baby. He was relaxed with his hand over his stomach so he couldn't see the leaves moving in the bushes. Behind him, six men was ready to jump. Hidden in the woods a man sitting on a horse watched the sleepy prince. After a while he made a signal to his men who ran toward the Elf. Legolas didn't have time to react, suddenly he found himself caught by men who were carrying knives in their hands. His first thought was protecting his stomach so he twisted his belly from one side to another as much as he could. He shook his arms in an attempt to free them. But the men held him roughly. He was fighting with all his strength but he knew he couldn't win. Still moving and fidgeting he lifted his gaze and saw the man on the horse. The man was watching him intently. Then Legolas saw a shadow from the woods running toward them.

"Elrohir." He whispered smiling with relief. Elrohir took his sword out and stained the blade with the man's blood. He fell from the horse bleeding. The others were still holding Legolas and one of them lifted a silver horn and blew into it. Elrohir heard the sound anxiously and saw dozens of men coming toward them. He kept his sword up, showing them he wouldn't give up. Legolas looked at him, he couldn't handle his friend's death.

"Stop, Elrohir!" He screamed. His friend looked at him attentively. "There's nothing you can do right now. If you fight, you will die, my friend. Please, let me go. Ask your father for help."

He realized Legolas was right, if he died nobody would know what happened to the prince. He breathed deeply and ran, hiding himself between the trees.

The men stopped when they found their leader's body over the ground, covered by blood.

"Hurry up." They said. "We have what we want. We must take this Elf to the Queen." A man hit Legolas in the head, leaving him unconscious. Afterwards they dragged his body toward the woods and left Green Meadows. Hidden by the branches of a high tree, Elrohir saw everything.

He almost died when he arrived at the house crying for Serianna. With his voice broken by emotion he explained to her what had happened to Legolas. The woman, remaining calm, went upstairs and opened a little cage. A blue bird, locked inside, flew to her shoulder and she whispered some words to it. The bird went out the window and flew to Rivendell.

TBC