A/N: I tried to keep this somewhat canon, but this is a slash story. If you don't like the idea of Aragorn and Legolas being involved in a romantic relationship, please read something else. If you are dumb enough to read this story even though you know you aren't open-minded enough to accept a story about love between two men, please don't flame me because of your own stupidity. Everyone else, please leave a review, even if you hated it, just please tell me why you liked or disliked it so I can improve my writing. Also, this was originally a song fic. If you would like to read the songfic version, please e-mail me or visit my livejournal at www. livejournal. com/ users/ lissewen (leave out the spaces).
Disclaimer: I do not own Aragorn, Legolas, or anything else; nor do I make any profit from this story. Unfortunately I cannot even hope to rival Tolkien, the great creator of Middle Earth, and I have no claim to his creation. This distortion of his characters was written purely for entertainment and to improve my writing skills.
The Sea Is Calling (chapter 3)
many years later. . .
Legolas was glad to be home. He had just come from Dale. He had been negotiating trade with them as an emmissary from his older brother, the King of Mirkwood. Their father had sailed to Valinor long ago, and his eldest son had taken the throne. Legolas often got assigned diplomatic missions. He had immersed himself in work ever since he left Gondor, trying to keep his mind off Aragorn. It still broke Legolas' heart to think about him, so he usually avoided all men to avoid being reminded of his lost love. This last trip had been a nightmare. One of the diplomats Legolas had been negotiating with looked almost exactly like Aragorn. It had been really hard on him, and he was glad to be back. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Legolas answered the door and found a servant fidgeting nervously.
"My lord Legolas, there is a messenger that insists upon seeing you. I told him that you had just returned and are weary, but he wouldn't leave me alone. He claims it's an important matter and terribly urgent."
Legolas sighed. "Oh well, send him up. I'll talk to him." The servant replied, "Thank you, my lord. He just wouldn't leave me alone." Legolas smiled.
A few minutes later, a man with the white tree on his tunic came running into Legolas' room.
"My lord, I'm sorry to disturb you, but King Elessar is dying! He wishes to see you again before he dies. Lady Arwen sent me to find you and bring you to Gondor at once!"
Legolas was shocked. "Arwen sent you?" he said in disbelief.
"Yes, my lord, Lady Arwen sent me."