Discl. : Lotr does not belong to me
Warnings: AU, M/M, M-preg
Pairings: Aragorn/OCC, Aragorn/Legolas, Glorfindel/Erestor
Author's Note: I actually didn't know that Firiël means mortal daughter, I am really sorry about that. Thanks for reviewing! And I don't mind if you review again, thanks! I'm really happyto see that people like the story!
A Love Once Realized
By Clio Leanan Sidhe
Chapter three
Aragorn smiled when he finally found the one he was looking for in the library together with a dark haired elf. "Legolas." He breathed, knowing that Legolas would hear him.
The blonde elf did indeed look up and smiled slightly when he saw Aragorn walking towards Nayevar and himself. The servant excused himself so Aragorn and Legolas would be left alone in the large library. "What is it Aragorn?"
"Arwen had a wonderful idea, we are going to picnic, will you come with us, Elladan and Elrohir will also be there." Aragorn asked, looking at the smaller one in front of him. He had carefully left the fact that Arwen wanted Legolas to come out, knowing very well that Arwen wanted to help the two of them to become closer.
"I would love to." Legolas decided and followed Aragorn.
They walked to the lake in silence and Aragorn was happy to hear Elladan's familiar voice. "There they are." He said and pointed towards the elves who were arguing about something. Elrohir was laughing happily, watching Arwen's angered face.
"Do not say that Elladan!" Arwen said harshly. "And be quiet Elrohir!"
Neither stopped and now Elladan was also laughing at his sister. Arwen give both her brother's a soft punch and watched them sit back and pout. "There, now be quiet."
Elladan snorted and Elrohir chuckled.
Arwen ignored them and pushed herself up when she noticed Aragorn and Legolas. "Oh Legolas, you decided to join us."
Legolas nodded and gave Arwen a embrace and a kiss on her pale cheek. "Thank you for inviting me."
"You should thank Aragorn for that." Arwen lied.
Legolas raised a brow. "Really?" He asked softly and turned to look at Aragorn, smiling.
Aragorn ignored him and sat down between his brothers. They said something to each other that neither Arwen or Legolas could hear but Arwen knew it had to be about either one of them. "We could go swimming if you wish." Arwen said to Legolas, pointing towards the lake.
Legolas nodded. "Very well."
As Arwen and Legolas walked to the lake Aragorn got up and started to walk to the opposite side, neither Elladan of Elrohir said a word, knowing perfectly well where Aragorn was going. Close to the lake were the training fields where Firiël was training at this time of the day.
Elladan and Elrohir joined their sister and guest, making sure neither noticed that Aragorn was gone but Legolas all ready had. He tried to ignore it, a fake smile on his lips as they laughed about something Elrohir said. But inside his eyes you could clearly read the disappointment.
O O O
Aragorn smirked when he saw Firiël training on his archery. He pulled the blonde elf in his arms who let out a soft cry. When Firiël noticed it was his lover behind him he smiled and let out a sigh. "Aragorn you startled me."
Aragorn brushes his lips over the back of Firiël neck and smiled when he felt the elf shiver. "Did you miss me?" He asked softly, holding Firiël close to himself.
"Of course I did..." Firiël answered. "But I told you to spend more time with Legolas and now you are once again with me."
Aragorn nodded, resting his forehead against Firiël's shoulder. "I can't help myself Firiël, I need to be close to whenever I can."
Firiël sighed and pulled out of Aragorn's arms, turning to face him. "Aragorn, please." He whispered and looked away. "We cannot continue this, you know this."
Aragorn nodded, all though he definitely understood it did not mean he liked giving up Firiël.
"I will be leaving soon." Firiël whispered.
"What?" Aragorn asked, frowning, confused.
Firiël sighed. "Lord Elrond sends me to Lothlorien." He said to Aragorn, not looking at the man in front of him. "I was suppose to leave the day after the wedding but...I don't think I can stay that long." Firiël said truthfully and looked at his lover once again. "I am leaving tonight, I am sorry Aragorn."
Aragorn tightened his grip on Firiël's arms. "No, you cannot leave me Firiël, I love you."
"And I love you Aragorn, and that is why this is for the best." Firiël said. "Both of us know this."
The dark haired man shook his head. "I am not letting you go for someone I do not care for!" He yelled.
Don't Aragorn, I have made my decision, don't let our goodbye be followed by anger." Firiël muttered and kissed Aragorn's cheek. "I will always love you Aragorn." Firiël whispered. "But there will never be a future for us..."
O O O
The days until the wedding were once again spend without seeing each other. Legolas spend his time with his friend Glorfindel while Aragorn spend his time inside his room or at the borders of Rivendell. They did not speak when they saw each other, only a formal 'hello' was exchanged between them when they would see each other at dinner.
But as the days passed the wedding came closer and preparations were made. Those around both Aragorn and Legolas seemed happy and were all ready celebrating. And now Legolas found himself looking at himself in the mirror, wearing his robes for the wedding.
It was a soft white silken fabric, the high collar and long sleeves which were tight around his upper arms but widened and fell to his sides around his elbows were decorated with silver lines which looked like small leaves and small pearls, around his waist there was a silver belt, holding the robe carefully together, it was decorated once again with small pearls in different patterns. Small amounts of his hair were pulled back into a braid at the back of his head. A sigh escaped his lips and then he was startled by a knock on his door. "Yes?" He asked softly, wondering who would be needing him while everyone was celebrating this day.
"I have come to see my son." Thranduil smiled softly and opened the door, his eyes catching sight of Legolas immediately. "And what a sight he is." Thranduil decided.
Legolas looked away, his stomach clenching. "Thank you father."
"What is wrong my little one?" Thranduil asked, closing the door behind him.
Legolas looked up at his father. "Aragorn does not wish to marry me father." Legolas replied and walked over to his father, and his robes seemed to dance around his body. He was pulled into an embrace by his father and he quickly buried his head in the crook of Thranduil's neck. "He will of course, because it is his responsibility as future king but he does not love me."
Thranduil kissed his son's cheek and rubbed his back to soothe him. "He will learn to love you Legolas, who could not love you." He smiled and stepped back, holding his hands on Legolas' shoulders. "You are kind and beautiful."
Legolas looked down. "Thank you father."
"I have something for you." Thranduil said and stepped away.
When Legolas looked up again he saw that his father was holding a small circlet of silver. Legolas smiled softly when he saw it and then looked up at his father. "Is this for me?"
"Yes, it is." Thranduil answered and placed it on Legolas' head. "Now come, it is after all the day of your wedding, you should enjoy it."
Legolas watched his father leave and quickly following after him in silence, his stomach clenched and turned when he thought of what he truly felt on his wedding day instead of joy.