For The Princess's Heart
Chapter 8
My Life for His
3 months later…
Legolas paced back and forth in front of the fire place a scowl marring his normally peaceful face. Three months… THREE MONTHS! It had been three months since Líndal had disappeared and still there was no word from the one or ones who had taken him.
He let out a growl of frustration and hit the hard stone wall as angry tears made their way down his cheeks. His body started to shake as he let go the three months of tears… tears of frustration, tears of sorrow, tears of joy… all of them ran down his cheeks and he couldn't stop them. Silently he sank to his knees wrapping his arms around himself as he whispered prayers of safe return for his son.
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Eldarion watched Legolas with sad eyes and a breaking heart. Líndal being gone this long with no word, not to mention his newly discovered pregnancy was really taking its toll on him. Legolas had spent his days since Líndal's disappearance in the library pouring over books trying to find a certain place that maybe the ones or one who had taken Líndal might be. So far he was as empty handed as the men Aragorn had sent out to search all the lands around.
Elladan and Elrohir had taken it upon themselves to fix his food and had discovered it was food poisoning that was making him so sick. Aragorn had gone into a rage upon this discovery and had threatened to fire anyone who dare do this to them. Legolas had stopped him from doing that but had not stopped him when he had insisted on questioning everyone. One name kept being said, one name that made Eldarion's blood boil. Finrod; he was often seen in the kitchen, it was known that he had a great dislike for Legolas, and he had been seen that day carrying a large sack away before disappearing.
"I am going to kill him," He thought walking away.
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Sírien hurriedly threw a few clothes into a small pack, she then packed her food. Her tears had long since been replaced with anger and now she was going to do something about it. She had taken the liberty of taking a few of Legolas's leggings and hemming them so they would fit. Sírien now wore a pair and a tunic and a pair of boots she had for riding. She was almost ready.
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Eldarion heard something as he walked down the hallway, turning her saw the open door into Sírien's room… but it wasn't her he saw. It couldn't be Legolas he was in the library. So who was this? Slowly he walked in and drew his sword ready to take down the intruder.
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Sírien's sharp hearing heard the sword scraping against its scabbard Quickly she drew her dagger and spun catching Eldarion's blade on hers. Her eyes widened as did his.
"Sírien!" He exclaimed and lowered his sword.
"Eldarion!" She gasped and blushed at him seeing her in a tunic and leggings. Eldarion looked her over confused and then at her pack.
"You can't be serious in thinking that adar will just let you go?" He questioned.
"Precisely why neither are going to find out," She answered returning to her packing.
"Sírien! I will not let you go!" He replied grabbing her wrist.
"You won't stop me!" She exclaimed pulling her wrist away from his grip.
"Adar and Ada will find him! He's their son!" Eldarion tried to reason. He hated thinking of what could happen to her should she go through with this plan.
"And he's my brother! I would willingly give my life for his safety!" Sírien hissed as she fastened her pack and picked up Legolas's bow and quiver of arrows, she was also taking his silver daggers and one of Aragorn's long swords.
Turning she faced him, her gray eyes burning into him daring him to stop her. Eldarion sighed knowing he was going to get no where with her.
"You won't go alone," He whispered.
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Eldarion quickly went to his room and packed what he thought they might need including healing herbs.
"How will you know where to go?" He asked.
"Finrod once told me of a place… I do not know if that is where he is or not but I figured it was worth a shot," She answered. Eldarion nodded.
"Let's go then. The longer we wait the worse trouble our little brother is in," He told her putting his pack on. He had his long sword and daggers, both sets, tied to his clothes. Together they watched for others closely as they made their to the stables. They saddled their horses and then quickly left.
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Legolas straightened his eyes widening.
"Sírien!" He gasped and went to the window. He saw to two riders riding away, laying his forehead against the glass he took a deep breath. "Be safe…"
"Legolas? What are you looking at?" Aragorn asked coming up behind him. Sírien and Eldarion disappeared into the woods.
"Nothing. Nothing at all… just hopeful wishing that our son will come walking out of the forest," He answered turning sad eyes towards his husband.
"Well will get him back," Aragorn promised. Legolas nodded turning back to the window. The child inside him kicked gently, as if they knew something was wrong… and it was about to get worse.
Review Thanks
Knight Kenobi of Eryn Lasgalen – Indeed another baby. Finrod touching a pretty hair on his head? I'm not sure yet. I guess we will see won't we? Grrrr at your dad for spilling 7UP on your laptop lol. Take your time… I just hope it's soon!
Triptych – It hasn't always been another baby. He was being poisoned. I would never forget this fic! Just a little writers block that's all!
ScreaminInsanity – I did send you the pic right? I got so many requests I can't remember them all. And Finrod is anything but fat he is… oh can't tell that yet… that has to be saved for chapter 10. Mwhahaha.
ElvenDragon – Indeed you were! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!