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Chapter 18: Fruition
Legolas' smile grew, remembering many past years spent as accomplice to the indomitable twins. "Absolutely. What do you wish me to do?"
The two Perendhil looked at each other, smiled knowingly and turned back to the woodland archer.
"Just…"
"…disappear…"
"…for a while."
Oh this MUST be good. Legolas raised one brow. "Is that all you require of me?"
In unison the twins answered, "Aye."
"I expect to be filled in on any 'happenings' I miss," Legolas acceded. He turned on his heel and returned to his room, already decided on where he would hide. The prince snagged the sack of remaining food from the previous day, heading toward the balcony.
Legolas swiftly tied the drawstring of the satchel to his belt. He vaulted onto the railing of the balcony and launched himself up, catching the edge of the roof with his hands. He nimbly swung and pulled himself up onto the sloping tiles. He carefully made his way up the roof until he sat, straddling the peak. The prince absently undid the sack from his waist and began munching on an apple retrieved from within, wondering idly what the twins were going to do to the King and Queen of Gondor.
Meanwhile, within the Last Homely House…
Elladan and Elrohir watched the prince's receding back for a moment before breaking down into a fit of giggles. Anyone watching would have sworn the two were not a day over 40 years old. They were leaning against each other for support in their mirth.
'Ro looked at 'Dan and whispered in between giggles, "You got it?"
'Dan looked back at his sibling, patting his pocket, "Oh yeah."
Elrohir gave his brother a mock salute, moving away down the hall.
Elladan waited until his twin was well on his way before opening Legolas' door just slightly. He then stood before his adopted brother's door and waited for the signal from 'Ro.
Now where was Elrohir heading off to?...
As soon as he was out of earshot of his twin Elrohir began running, yelling at the top of his lungs, "ADA! ADA! HELP US!" He slid to a sudden halt, almost hitting his father as Elrond exited his study at his son's frantic shouts. Gandalf appeared behind the elf-lord his brows furrowed in apprehension.
Elrond grasped Elrohir's shoulders, forcing the frenetic twin to still his movements and explain. Elrohir made his breathing appear forced as he gasped, "Legolas… missing… Estel…" tears filled the Elf-Knight's eyes.
Elrond's eyes widened as he grasped the apparent severity of the situation. Oh sweet Elbereth. If Legolas has had another violent vision like last night's… "Elrohir, take me to Estel, NOW!"
The younger twin nodded wordlessly and turned about, sprinting back toward where he had come from, his father close on his heels. When they were close enough Elrohir yelled ahead, "'DAN!"
As the pair turned the corner they were greeted with the sight of Elladan yanking uselessly on Estel's door, mewling noises escaping from low in his throat. He turned to face his father and younger twin, a stricken expression on his face.
Elrond's anxiety level rose further as he took in his older son's face and Gandalf caught up with the group.
At the question on his father's face Elladan gasped, tears evident in his voice, "We couldn't find Legolas and we heard noises like someone in pain coming from Estel's room. We banged on the door but he has not answered! We were afraid…" He let Elrond fill in the rest of the statement with his own thoughts.
Elrond's face creased with worry the Lord of Imladris strode forward, removing a master key from the folds of his robes. Elladan hovered closely as Elrond's ears picked up the painful sound of moaning coming from within. As soon as the door was unlocked Elladan pushed past his father into the room followed closely by the elder elf and the Istari.
As Elladan sprinted across the room calling, "Hi Estel, Arwen!" Elrohir closed the door behind the group and made his escape through Legolas' room and off the balcony. Elrond nearly tripped over a pair of leggings left by the door before turning his gaze in the direction of the sounds they had heard from outside.
Elrond and Gandalf were thoroughly distracted by the sight greeting them while Estel and Arwen gazed right back in stunned silence having been caught in a rather compromising position. Apparently Elrond's dear daughter liked to be taken from ahem behind…
Elladan took the opportunity to empty the contents of the aforementioned pouch into the pitcher of drinking water on a nearby table, ensuring it dissolved before making his own escape out the balcony doors. The elder twin met his brother on the ground at the base of the tree they had both climbed down and together sprinted off into the woods.
Thoroughly disgusted at his sons Elrond turned away, herding the gaping Istari out of the room. He pulled Gandalf into Legolas' room next door, wishing to determine if the Mirkwood prince was indeed missing. Both stopped short at the disarray they found his room in.
The bedclothes had been torn from the pallet and clothes were strewn about, a table was overturned and the washing basin lay shattered upon the floor.
"Clearly the twins were not lying about something," Gandalf observed.
"We need to find Legolas, NOW!" Elrond observed, exiting the room quickly to gather aid in the search for the prince. He paused for a heartbeat outside Estel's door before pounding on it announcing, "Estel! Legolas is missing! We will need your help in finding him!" The Imladris Lord did not wait for a response, seeking out his seneschal.
Up on the roof…
Legolas wondered at the muted sounds coming from the room beneath him. The twins were doing something in his suite and he was not sure he wanted to know what that was. There was silence for a while before he heard Elladan's voice and a short time later noticed two identical figures sprinting toward the woods.
Aha! So whatever the plan was, it has been sprung. The twins did not tell me how long to wait. Legolas looked about for a moment, again taking in the view. He silently slid along the roof until his back rested against a chimney.
I think I shall stay here for a while yet. The peace is nice for a change. Heh. No one will think to look for me up here anyway. From the sound of things my disappearance is part of the twins' plan so until I'm either found or they tell me otherwise, here I will stay. Legolas settled into his perch, letting his mind wander.
Back in Estel's room…
Arwen was using some very unbecoming language to describe exactly what she thought of her brothers and what she planned to do to them when she got her hands on them as Aragorn continued his "attentions." Both Aragorn and Arwen groaned as someone banged on their door.
The sound of Elrond's voice and the concern clear in it brought them back to the present and with audible groans the two extricated themselves from their embrace. They quickly cleaned up and found their clothes. While dressing they each had several glasses of water from the pitcher Elladan had spiked. Once they had composed themselves the couple headed out to join the search for their friend.
In the Imladris library, the locale of Erestor's office…
A clearly disturbed Elrond swept into the corner office unannounced, interrupting a meeting between the councilor and seneschal. Erestor and Glorfindel looked up from the troop reports they had been going over, taking in their lord's clearly troubled countenance.
Both elves rose to their feet, Glorfindel voicing the question on both their minds, "What's wrong? What has happened?"
Elrond answered his seneschal, his words clipped with barely restrained annoyance that was obviously directed at someone else, "Legolas is missing. He must be found quickly."
Both elves eyes widened at the declaration, Erestor taking in Gandalf's disheveled appearance as the Istari entered the room, clearly short of breath. Erestor vocalized his concern, "Does this have something to do with the visions?"
Glorfindel's gaze shifted back and forth between Erestor and Elrond. "Visions?" Having just returned from an extended inspection of the troops stationed along Imladris' borders the seneschal was unaware of Legolas' condition.
Erestor waved dismissively at the warrior, "I will explain as we gather others to help in the search for the prince. Suffice to say this is not a good thing."
"I should say it is not," Elrond added. "Be aware the visions have taken on an outwardly violent aspect. Anyone finding the prince needs to alert Gandalf or myself. They should not try to approach him themselves. He may not be in control of what he does."
Both Erestor and Glorfindel's eyes focused on the barely concealed bruises beneath the collar of Elrond's robes. The seneschal drew in an audible breath, striding forward to gently pull open the fabric, baring the purpled skin to all eyes. "Legolas did this?" Glorfindel asked incredulously.
Elrond carefully removed the golden-haired elf's hand from his collar. "As I said, the prince is not himself. He is not fully in control of his behavior. This was not his fault." He reassured the seneschal, "I am fine. The bruising is only superficial."
Glorfindel's eyes flashed to Erestor, silently demanding an explanation as the two followed their Lord and the Istari out of the room. Erestor sighed audibly and launched into a simplified version of the drama unfolding around the Mirkwood prince, quickly filling in the visibly shaken elf.
Once satisfied he had acquired enough information to approach the problem knowingly Glorfindel broke off from the group, heading out to alert his troops of the situation and deploy them in groups to seek out the missing prince while the others gathered the household staff and sent out word that no one was to approach Legolas if he was spotted. It was only as he arrived at the soldiers' quarters that Glorfindel realized that Elrond's sons were noticeably missing as well.
Back to Aragorn and Arwen…
The couple caught up with Elrond just as he was leaving Erestor to explain to the staff what was happening.
Aragorn slid to a stop next to his foster father. Before he could apologize for the display witnessed earlier Elrond cut him off. "I don't wish to hear it. What you do in the privacy of your bedroom is your business. Elladan and Elrohir will be appropriately punished when they are found. We have more pressing matters to attend to now. You know Legolas well. Check all the places he may have gone to that others may not consider."
Elrond turned to his daughter. "I don't want you going anywhere near Legolas." He raised his hand in warning. "I will brook no argument on this. You know first hand what he is capable of in a vision-state."
Arwen pursed her lips, brow furrowed. "Then what am I to do?"
Elrond waved in his councilor's direction, "Assist Erestor in coordinating the search and ensuring we overlook nothing." He suddenly registered both Aragorn and Arwen shifting uncomfortably from side to side. Aragorn in particular seemed to be restraining himself from reaching toward his nether regions, instead tugging on the hem of his tunic. "What ails you?"
Both King and Queen quickly averted their eyes murmuring, "Nothing Ada."
"Fine. Now get to your assigned tasks. We do not have time to lose." With that Elrond swept out of the anteroom, Gandalf following close on his heels after pausing to throw an appraising look in the couple's direction.
In reality both Aragorn and Arwen were in a beyond uncomfortable state. The powder that Elladan had put in their water was the elvish herbal equivalent of Viagra and worked on both male and female.
Aragorn was sporting a hard-on the likes of which he had not experienced since having seen Arwen immediately after the Quest. The lacings on his leggings felt like they would burst at any given moment. Every step was uncomfortable, causing him to walk with a visible limp.
What is wrong with me? Legolas is in trouble! How can I be this turned-on? I don't feel aroused but the opposite is obviously the case. Damnit! This is extremely embarrassing. If I don't do something soon I'm not going to be able to walk!
Arwen was not doing much better. A constant flood of warmth between her legs had soaked through her panties. If this continued her undergarments would be soaked through to her dress, causing both herself and others much embarrassment. Not to mention the fact that her panties rubbed against her nether regions enticingly with every step she took. She felt like all it would take for her to cum would be to rub her thighs together a few times.
Estel keeps shifting from foot to foot. I wonder if he is experiencing this uncomfortable level of arousal. Is this happening because we were denied completion? Sudden insight struck the Queen. Elladan! That bastard must have spiked the water with that herb Erestor reluctantly taught us about when we brought it back from the Houses of Healing. OOooo!! My brothers are going to pay for this!
Aragorn noticed his wife's suddenly hardened features and slid up beside her, whispering so no one else could hear, "What is it?"
Arwen turned her gaze upon her husband hissing, "Elladan spiked the water in our room with an herb designed to, shall we say, stimulate? those in need of assistance in the bedroom."
Aragorn's eyebrows hit his hairline. "What?"
Arwen nodded. "The herb causes a heightened state of arousal, the duration of which is determined by the amount ingested. We have no way of knowing how much we took or how long we will have to suffer this. There is no antidote. If the situation were not so dire we might be able to enjoy this, but under the circumstances, even were we to find release the frustration would not abate."
Aragorn drew his brows together. "We will have to concoct a suitable punishment for our wayward siblings. In the meantime I surmise we will simply have to endure this." The two nodded conspiratorially before separating to attend to their assigned tasks.
On to Glorfindel…
Leaving Arwen within the Last Homely House Aragorn nearly ran into Glorfindel as he was returning from having deployed his troops in search of the prince. The seneschal had been wondering when Elrond's sons would make an appearance. He was not surprised at the sight of Estel, Erestor having mentioned the Gondorian king's presence during his earlier explanation. Glorfindel was surprised to note the obviously pained way in which the man walked.
Interesting. Estel does not appear injured but moves in the manner of one in great discomfort or pain. A fleeting suspicion crossed the seneschal's mind and he decided to entertain his curiosity despite the effect it might have on the man. The elf quirked one golden brow at Estel and asked, "Am I safe in assuming you have fallen prey to yet another of the twins pranks?"
Aragorn winced visibly, confirming the warrior's suspicions. "Aye. Is it that obvious?"
Glorfindel suppressed his desire to laugh out loud having seen Estel in many a discomfited state having fallen prey to the notorious twins on more than a few occasions. The man had been the victim almost as many times as he had played accomplice to the two Perendhil. "What was it this time?"
The man muttered almost inaudibly. His voice was so low the golden lord was sure he had heard wrong. "Did you just say 'viraolia?'" At the way Estel hung his head Glorfindel knew he had indeed heard correctly. "Is THAT why you appear in pain?"
At the man's blooming red blush Glorfindel could no longer restrain his laughter. Tears rose into the crystal blue-green eyes, their color darkening with his mirth to a light emerald. The blonde elf doubled over, his hands resting on his knees as the full-throated laughter continued to rise from his chest.
Aragorn muttered something unintelligible as he hobbled past the shaking elf, setting off for a secluded glade he knew Legolas' frequented when he wished to be alone.
Registering the man's departure, Glorfindel straightened from his bent posture, brushing the wet trails from his face. He turned back toward the Last Homely House, intending to report back to Elrond and Erestor the status of his warriors. Looking up at the structure something caught his eye. The seneschal narrowed his gaze, focusing on the spot that had caught his attention. He found what he was looking for again. Ascertaining that what he perceived was not a trick of the light he set out again to make his report and then indulge his curiosity.
Back on the roof…
Legolas had retrieved the swatch of silk from his pocket and was worrying it between his fingers. He had wrapped the strings of the food pouch around a protruding crag on the roof and was enjoying the play of the sun across his form. For the first time in a long while he actually felt at peace and untroubled by recent developments. The prince allowed himself to doze in the soothingly warm sunlight.
Inside the Last Homely House…
Glorfindel found Erestor in the large dining hall of the edifice, sitting at the end of one long table a notebook before the darkling elf. The golden lord quickly moved forward when Erestor perceived his presence and motioned. Glorfindel quickly made his report and was dismissed by the visibly distracted councilor.
Now to see if my hunch is right. The seneschal quickly strode through the House to his own chambers and out onto his balcony. He turned around, his back to the balustrade as he contemplated the edge of the roof, weighing the options available to him to gain access to the part of the roof he had observed from below. There was no direct access to that area so he would have to find his own way up to investigate what he had seen the sun glinting off of.
Finally deciding on a course of action the seneschal nimbly leapt onto the railing, walking along it to the point closest to the roof edge. Moving with an ease and confidence acquired from millennia of training Glorfindel caught the edge of the roof and hoisted himself up, employing a technique similar to the one Legolas himself had used earlier.
Once up the golden lord crouched on the tiles, mentally orienting himself with his quarry. Once he ascertained his position relative to the subject of interest he moved on silent feet in that direction, ever mindful of his precarious position on the roof. Arriving at what he believed to be the locale of what had caught his eye the seneschal found nothing. He frowned at the chimney before him wondering if he had somehow misjudged the location.
Glorfindel turned his gaze outward, taking a moment to enjoy the spectacular view available from the spot. It was at that moment his sensitive ears picked up the faint sounds of breathing and fabric rubbing against the roofing tiles. Wait a minute… The seneschal's head snapped toward the sound and he found himself looking at the chimney again. His eyes narrowed, the color darkening to a stormy blue as he slipped silently down the roof away from the peak so he could see what was on the other side of the structure blocking his vision.
The seneschal caught his breath as the reclining form of the Mirkwood prince entered his field of view. I was right! I thought I saw something up here. But why would Legolas come up here? Unless he truly is not in his right mind. Elrond's warning still fresh in his mind Glorfindel approached the prince with caution, not wishing his presence known just yet. The golden lord observed Legolas' clearly relaxed posture and closed eyes.
"Mae Govannen, Glorfindel."
The seneschal almost lost his footing at the quiet greeting, years of training having honed his reflexes to a level uncommon even among elves. Regaining his balance he met Legolas' calm, blue gaze aimed at the golden lord from beneath lowered lashes. Glorfindel silently returned the look.
"I was wondering how long it would take for you to find me here," Legolas raised his head, fully meeting the Elda's stare.
Consternation twisted the golden lord's features. "You knew I would find you? How?" It was clear to Glorfindel that the Mirkwood prince had somehow been anticipating his arrival for a while.
Seeing the unspoken question on the Elda's face Legolas explained, "I saw you regarding this portion of the house from below with undue interest. I assumed it was simply a matter of time before you indulged your curiosity." Glorfindel cocked his head to the side at this. "You are the only elf in all of Arda, and specifically Imladris, with hair of that shade. You do tend to stand out."
Glorfindel chuckled at the apt observation. Reassured that the prince was himself, the Elda moved to sit opposite the younger elf, his position perpendicular to Legolas, both legs trailing off one side of the roof's peak. "So why exactly are you up here pen neth? The whole of Imladris is in quite the uproar over your disappearance."
Legolas raised both brows at this. "I would have thought everyone would be after the twins." He paused for a moment, considering, "My 'disappearance' was to have something to do with a prank Elladan and Elrohir planned to play on their sister and Estel."
Glorfindel's eyes widened and he could not restrain the raucous laughter that escaped his lips. The Elda threw his head back and gave his mirth full voice while Legolas looked mildly annoyed, clearly wanting to be in on whatever had brought the seneschal such glee. Glorfindel wiped tears from the corners of his eyes as he haltingly related his encounter with the Gondorian King, Legolas soon adding his laughter to the Elda's. He finished his tale with, "I can only assume that Arwen is in a similar state of distress."
Legolas shook his head as the golden lord finished. "But how does having me 'disappear' factor into their plan?"
Glorfindel seemed to consider the question for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. "I honestly have no idea. I'm sure we will find out."
The two elves sat in companionable silence for several moments, the only sound between them the occasional chuckle and the King and Queen of Gondor's apparent predicament. Legolas finally broke the silence, "Whatever else they did the twins are sure to be in deep trouble whenever they are found." Legolas paused, brows creasing with sudden worry, "As am I, being their accomplice."
Glorfindel laughed lightly, shaking his head. "I do not believe anyone must know that your 'disappearance' was staged by them." The seneschal winked at the prince, "I found a troubled elf seeking some time to himself up on the roof enjoying the sun and the view." Legolas' eyes widened again as the Elda waved dismissively, "You are a wood-elf, you like to climb, feeling comfortable at heights. I knew, all other places proving empty, that you would retreat here as a final option for solitude. Since everyone else would be looking elsewhere already, my finding you here would not be unusual. This coupled with your apparent recent troubles would have you appear entirely blameless. Since you did not know what those diabolical twins were plotting this is all true."
Legolas was amazed for not the first, nor the last time by the Elda's wisdom and ability to turn a situation to his advantage. What Glorfindel was suggesting was not a lie, simply an omission of the twins' role in him being on the roof. Legolas was taken by surprise at the seneschal's next question as Glorfindel had been away from Imladris for the duration of Legolas' stay thus far.
"What is it that troubles you? I was only given a fleeting explanation of your recent troubles by Erestor only this morn. Something about violent visions and losing control? What happened that you would attack Lord Elrond so?"
Legolas closed his eyes, turning his head away from Glorfindel's steady gaze as he contemplated revealing to the seneschal the scope of his 'problem.' With a weary sigh he turned back to see only concern and a desire to understand shining in the golden lord's eyes. At that moment Legolas came to a decision. If there is anyone on Arda who may understand what I am going through it would be Glorfindel. I have heard him describe the return of his previous life's memories as something akin to being possessed. Perhaps he has some wisdom of which others would not be aware.
Legolas leaned forward, retrieving the sack of food from where he had hung it. He fished around its interior before offering the seneschal an apple. Legolas settled back as the golden lord took it, Glorfindel's eyes never leaving the prince's. Legolas waited until the seneschal starting eating it before telling Glorfindel everything. Right down to the last detail of the vision in which he pulled the mysterious woman into his thoughts.
Glorfindel found himself swinging back and forth from horror to bemusement to, unexpectedly, arousal. The far-off look in Legolas eyes and his description of both the explicit dream and how he took care of his 'problem' caused the seneschal to shift uncomfortably, one hand reaching down to 'readjust.'
The violent flashbacks Glorfindel was intimately acquainted with, having relived his own death at the hands of the balrog in more than one and having actually attacked Erestor in one such instance. The more 'erotic' ones were another story.
Flashbacks of that nature had been haunting him quite a bit recently. Since the memories of his first life had been returned the seneschal had been quite noticeably single and had every intention of staying that way. One face haunted his dreams. His reaction to Legolas' words was both unusual and highly disconcerting. The golden lord quickly reined in his body's reaction, relieved that Legolas was so lost in the memory he had missed Glorfindel's reaction.
Just as Glorfindel was registering the fading light of the sun and how much time had passed, both elves' attention was suddenly drawn over the edge of the roof to the edge of the woods that Legolas had watched the twins disappear into. They beheld three dark-haired elves, two stumbling and crying out, emerging from the trees.
A mischievous glint emanating from his bright green eyes, Glorfindel winked at Legolas and pitched his apple core over the side of the roof. They watched it sail through the air and land noticeably in front of the trio lately emerged from the trees. They perceived the elf in the middle following the core's path up to the roof, then taking a step back as he registered the two forms on the peak.
The seneschal waved casually as a single name floated up to them, "GLORFINDEL!!!!!"
Not taking his eyes off the elves below the elf-lord in question commented to Legolas, "I do believe Lord Elrond has found the twins…"
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