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Legolas could do or say nothing at first he felt like he had been slapped in the face. "How can you say that? You are the one who pushed me away. You were the one who was so cold. I thought you no longer loved me."

"So rather than doing anything to change the situation you immediately find another? You promised this elf that you will be together forever." Then changing his attention he spoke to Estalado "I feel it only fair that I should warn you, Legolas is extremely hard to deal with. If he is sick then he is probably going through an 'I look awful give me lots of attention phase'." Aragorn's voice was snide.

"At least I don't ignore my family for weeks and months on end and then expect them to be what I want them to be, right away and get angry when they can't be that. I love my children; I see them as more than simply heirs. I love them."

The two royals had started off speaking loudly but as anger had taken over they began yelling at the top of their voices and the noise alerted Thranduil of the new arrival.

Estalado did not know what to do to stop the raging argument. Then suddenly Legolas walked towards the King of men and rested his head on the man's chest. From this point he began to sob, it sounded as if his heart was breaking. The man instinctively wrapped his arms around the blond figure.

"I am sorry, Legolas, I am so sorry. Come home with me." The anger in the man had calmed the minute the Elf Prince rested his head on his chest. This just felt to be so right. So natural and he did not want it to end.

In that minute Estalado lost all hope of ever recapturing his love with the Prince as Aragorn said these words, knew it was all over and that he would have to find another lover but then his hope of forming a relationship with Legolas was restored.

"No." The elf whispered quietly from his resting place, so quietly they nearly all missed it, he repeated his words. "No, I admit that I still have strong feelings for you, but you treated me and our children so badly. I have many things to consider and need to decide on before I can even think about returning to Gondor. I am sorry." Legolas sounded so sad and at his words Aragorn's heart gave a painful thump.

He pulled away from the man and was about to turn around but his wrist was grabbed once again by the King. "Legolas, I will let you go but you must know that you are more important than anything. Please, I must know are you making yourself ill? I sensed something was happening with you and I need to know."

"Aragorn, I feel that this will haunt me my entire life. I wish it had never happened. I am not doing that . . . That . . . I hardly know what to call it, but I am not doing it again. The reason is far more important than that. I wasn't going to alert you until later, when things had calmed down between us, but that is not to be. This is not easy for me, you must understand that, but I am pregnant."

Aragorn could only gasp in shock and he let the thin wrist go as the blond pulled away. As swiftly as possible he made his way back into the palace.

Thranduil led the shocked man, and an equally shocked elf, away from the scene and back into the Palace towards his study. The King needed to talk to his sons admirers, it might not be pleasant but he needed a serious talk with both of them. He also needed to get his own infamous temper under control. For his Leafie's sake he had to do this,

Lomion hurried through the corridors of the palace, he had been sent by his father to check on the youngest prince. After searching all the most likely areas, including the large old Mallorn tree in the courtyard that the blond had loved as a youngster and coming up with nothing he stood pondering where his brother could have vanished too. Then inspiration struck.

He hurriedly headed towards the chamber that had once belonged to the King and Queen of Mirkwood but after the Queens death all those years ago, the King had moved to smaller less elaborate rooms to move away from memories of his wife.

Legolas had always found the chamber to be comforting. Lomion opened the door and saw the blond lying on the bed talking to air. He gave a sigh of relief.

"Nana, I truly believed that once I told him of the baby he would never let me go, would sweep me back to Gondor speaking of undying love, but he did. Instead of fighting he let me go. Just let me go. Oh Nana, I miss you so much, I sometimes wonder if you had been here then everything would be well, that none of this would have happened. I just wish I knew what to do, what to say. Does Aragorn even like me anymore? " Giving a sigh Legolas rolled over, brushing the silver tears from his face and his eyes connected with his brothers.

"Legolas . . ." Lomion began but before he could get any further Legolas interrupted.

"Stop it, Lomion. I am in no need of comfort I just felt like venting and Nana seemed the easiest person, with no one else free I felt she wouldn't mind me complaining to her." Legolas smiled brightly through his tears and sat up on the bed, brushing the last of the tears away. No one looking at him would know that his heart was breaking into tiny pieces.

Lomion gave a low laugh and embraced his brother. "I was worried, Little One but knowing you were with Nana makes me believe that you are well." The two brothers smiled and sitting next to his brother the oldest prince simply held the youngest.

Thranduil sat in his chair, behind the large oak desk listening to the two young males in front of him argue heatedly. Both seemed to believe that he knew what was right for Legolas.

"You rejected him all those years ago." Aragorn yelled "you had your chance now leave him alone it is my time now."

Estalado was just as angry "I will not. For Valar's sake he named one of his children after me! Don't you think that means something? He loves me."

Thranduil was getting tired of these childish fighting. Finally he announced "Both of you shut up! I care not what you both think. You both claim to love Legolas, you both say you have no wish to harm him and yet you both have." The two before him blinked in surprise. "Yes, you both have dealt heavy blows to my son." He did feel that. "You ran away from him, Estalado where have you been over the last few millennia? You did not even send him a missive saying where you were. I do not know about you situation fully, Aragorn Legolas will not speak of it. I think that you should trust in his feelings and let him decide what is best for him." So saying the King left the chamber and the two stunned beings and went in search of his sons.

Lomion and Legolas were still sitting on the bed in their Naneth's chamber talking of many things including the new baby growing inside Legolas.

"Boy or Girl" Asked Lomion, pleased to see his younger brother so calm.

"I really do not care. As long as it is happy and healthy, I think I will be content." Legolas replied thoughtfully, gently rubbing the small bump.

From the door another voice joined the conversation "Well said, Legolas. It sounds as if you have grown up a lot recently. I remember your mother saying the same thing when each of you was born." Thranduil sounded very pleased and not a little proud.

Legolas and Lomion jumped at their father's sudden presence. The King stepped into the chamber and looked around.

"It seems an age since I was in this room." Thranduil mused to himself "But then again it also feels like it was yesterday." The king dropped a kiss on Lomion's head and embraced Legolas. "I thought I should let you know that Aragorn and Estalado are thinking things over and if they have any sense will back off to let you think for yourself Legolas."

"Hannon le Ada. I truly love them both, in different ways, but I really do not know what to do about this situation." Legolas could hear the sadness in his own voice.

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