Disclaimer: I don't own Lord of the Rings, Beorn, Legolas, Thranduil or anything else that may have sprung from Tolkien's imagination. The only thing that will be appearing in this chapter that I own is Sky.
A/N: ok, here it is, the big day in Mirkwood. The reason I said that Thranduil scared Sky is because, personally, he scares the hell out of me! Review responses:
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Chapter 9
When in Mirkwood, do as the elves do
"Milady, will you please hold still!" said the maid, beginning to become exasperated by Sky's restlessness. This ceremony was more nerve-wracking for both Sky and Legolas. It was all right back at Beorn's home. It was small with only a few witnesses. But here, it was different. Legolas was the prince of his people and all the nobility was going to be there. Sky was also very tired. She had been unable to sleep that night. So she had got up and found her way to Legolas' room. They had stayed up talking until she had fallen asleep. Legolas had carried her back to her room and laid her down to get a few hours sleep. Sky turned to look in the mirror. The maids had done a good job. They had braided her hair so it was far more elegant than anything her sister had achieved. The white dress was new. It hugged her figure in all the right places. It only had a few simple fastenings that Legolas would be able to open no problem. The maids had said that's exactly why they were simple. It was so Legolas would be able to remove Sky's clothes quickly. The maids made the final changes to her dress and finally she was ready. Sky was about to become Princess of Mirkwood. The maids led her to the throne room. Sky halted in front of them. This was the last time she would be seen as the daughter of Beorn in this kingdom. She let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. The doors opened. Thranduil was stood in front of his throne, wearing dark green ceremonial robes with the Mirkwood embroidery. Legolas was wearing a plain silver tunic and his crown. The crown was delicate twisted silver that went across his brow. He smiled when he saw Sky. Sky's lips formed a small smile too. She was incredibly nervous but no more than any bride was on her wedding day. Sky walked as gracefully as she could across the throne room to Legolas. He smiled at her. Thranduil cleared his throat, drawing Legolas and Sky's attention to him. "Are you ready?" he said softly. Legolas and Sky nodded.
"We are here to witness my son, Legolas, join himself in body and spirit to this woman, Sky, daughter of Beorn," said Thranduil, "Today, my son ends his journey as a lone soul and joins another. He will now recite his vows." Sky looked at Legolas. He smiled down at her, his blue eyes taking in every inch of her. "A'mealamin, mela en'coiamin, amin mela lle," he said, his voice commanding a silence from all who were present, "Arwenamin, cormamin lindua ele lle. Oio naa elealla alasse. Lle naa vanima. Ed'i'ear ar'elenea, vanimle sila tiri. Amin mela lle." Sky's eyes filled with tears as she listened to him, saying the words she never thought anyone would say to her. Alright, so it was in a different language, but she understood every word, not just because she knew the language. "Sky, you can say yours now," whispered Thranduil. Sky wiped a tear from her eye. She had planned to say them in the Common Tongue but decided to speak in Legolas' native tongue. "Aratoamin, mela en'coiamin, amin mela lle," she said, surprised how their vows had taken similar paths, "Lle naa belegohtar. Lle naa curucuar. Cormelle naa tanya tel'raa. Amin khiluva lle a'gurtha ar'thar. Amin mela lle." Legolas smiled. He couldn't seem to find any words to say to her. Thranduil placed a hand on Legolas' shoulder and another on Sky's. He smiled and nodded at both of them. Legolas moved forward, bent down and gave Sky a long, deep kiss. Sky wrapped her arms around his neck. Legolas pulled away a little and rested his forehead against hers. "Those were very good vows," he whispered.
"I hope I didn't say the wrong word, I translated them at the last moment," said Sky.
"When was the 'last moment'?" asked Legolas.
"Right after you said yours," smiled Sky. Legolas laughed and kissed her again.
"Legolas, Sky," said Thranduil. The two turned to look at him.
"We need to go to the Hall now," said Thranduil. Most of the lords and ladies were departing. "Just give us a few moments," said Legolas. Thranduil nodded and left with the last of the guests. Legolas pulled Sky as close as he could without crushing her. His kiss was deep and passionate. "This may be the first bit of privacy we get tonight," he muttered. His hands slid up her back and tickled her neck. "Legolas," Sky whispered against his lips, "Legolas, people are going to miss us."
"Let them miss us," said Legolas, "I don't care anymore. So long as I have you."
"Legolas!" said Sky, pulling away, "I want to, I really do, but I think your people are awaiting us." Legolas sighed and hung his head.
"You're right," he said softly, "Let's go." He stepped away from her and offered his arm. Sky took it and felt him pull her close to his side. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," she whispered back. Legolas led the way to the Hall. It had been set up so there were tables around the edges for people to sit at and eat. When Legolas and Sky entered, the guests, many of whom Legolas had admitted he didn't know very well, were dancing in the center of the hall. "Presenting," said a loud voice, Sky stared at her feet, "His highness, Prince Legolas and his new wife, Sky." Legolas led Sky into the hall and towards his father. The guests moved away so there was a clear path for Legolas and Sky to walk along. Thranduil smiled, trying to comfort Sky. Legolas and Sky stopped in front of Thranduil. Legolas let go of her and stepped away. Thranduil reached behind him and pulled out a silver crown identical to Legolas'. "Bow your head," whispered Thranduil. Sky complied. Thranduil placed the crown over Sky's head. She gasped slightly as the cold metal touched her head. "I present to you," said Thranduil loudly and clearly, "Princess Sky, wife of Legolas!" Sky turned around to face all the guests. The guests began to applaud. Legolas stepped forward and took Sky's hand. He pulled it up and gently kissed it. Sky smiled and looked down at her feet. Legolas turned her to face him and lifted her chin. He bent down and kissed her. "We are required to stay for one dance," said Legolas, "Then we can stay for the meal or go to our room." Sky looked up at his eyes at the emphasis he put on 'our'. Sky smiled as he took one of her hands in his and placed one on her waist. She placed her free hand on his shoulder. Legolas pulled her closer to him. Sky didn't know where the music was coming from but she didn't care, all she could do was look at Legolas. The music was slow and soft. Sky found that she was losing herself in his blue eyes. Legolas too was looking down at Sky's eyes. He loved this woman so much and now she was finally his. He bent down and kissed her as they swayed on the spot. Sky sighed as he pulled away. He kissed her again. They knew people were watching and many were critical of Legolas marrying a human but this was Legolas' choice and he was happy with it. Legolas became aware that the music had ended. Their dance was up. "Sky," he whispered as many other couples joined the dance floor. "Hmmm," mumbled Sky.
"My love, we can leave now," said Legolas, "If you want to." Sky looked up at him. She smiled. "Let us go," she said. Legolas smiled and kissed her again. He took his hand from hers and wrapped an arm around Sky's waist. Sky leaned against him as he led the way through the guests and out of the door. Thranduil watched them go and smiled to himself. His son was happy for the first time in many years.
Sky felt Legolas' grip tighten on her as they approached Legolas' room. As soon as his hand had opened the door, Sky kissed him harder than ever before. Legolas lifted her up, with her legs over his arms. He carried her through the door and kicked the door shut. She eagerly licked his lips. Legolas opened his mouth and slid his tongue into hers. His hands slipped to the back of her dress and undid the fastenings. Sky's dress slid down and pooled around her feet. She stood there, as bare as the day they had been in the springs. Legolas stroked her cheek and kissed her again. Her hands found the fastening of his tunic and carefully undid it. She pushed it off of his shoulders and ran her hands over his bare arms. They pulled away for a moment. Legolas looked at Sky. "Lle naa vanima," he whispered. Sky smiled. She pulled him closer by his trousers, kissed him and began to undo them. Legolas felt his trousers drop to the floor. He freed himself from them and his boots as Sky stepped out of her shoes. He pulled Sky close to him so there was no air between them. One of his arms went around her waist, the other went around her shoulders as Sky's hands disappeared into his hair. Legolas' lips moved to Sky's neck. He felt her press her hips against his. Legolas pushed her backwards through the living area into the bedchamber. He then lifted her up and carried her, not looking where he was going until his legs connected with the bed. They fell onto the bed. Sky felt the velvet of the bedspread on her back. She pulled away from his lips. She began to back away from Legolas so she was near the pillows. Legolas followed her and bent down into a kiss as she leaned back against the pillows. He pulled out of the kiss. His hands traced her sides, his fingers teased her skin and his eyes locked every detail in his memory. He kissed her again. As their lips teased each other, Legolas felt his desire grow. "Sky please," he begged. He felt her legs move from beneath him, welcoming him in. He eagerly slipped in between them. Legolas looked directly into Sky's eyes. "Are you ready?" he asked softly. Sky nodded. Legolas kissed her once more. Sky could feel his arousal pressing against the corner of her thighs. Legolas moved away then gently slid inside her. Sky gasped and pulled away from his kiss. "Are you alright?" asked Legolas. Sky nodded her head. "It's alright," she said, "I'm just getting used to you being there." After a few moments, she smiled and nodded for him to continue. Legolas' lips met her neck as his hands reached her breasts. Sky's legs wound themselves round Legolas' waist as he pulled out then thrust back in. Sky gasped again. He was far gentler than Suiadan. He was seeking pleasure for the both of them. His hands teased her breasts. Sky's nails began to dig into his back as he pulled out and thrust back again. "Legolas," she breathed before he claimed her lips again. His pace grew quicker as he went in and out of Sky's most intimate place. He could now see why the races of Men practiced this frequently. It was bringing forth sensations that satisfied every lust he had. He began to groan. Sky's hands slipped to his ears and traced the tips, bringing forth a deep, loud groan from Legolas. Sky watched as Legolas' eyes became so dark they were almost black. Sky's hips thrusted to meet Legolas'. She began to moan herself. She began to feel her peak coming. Sky clenched her teeth as she tried not to cry out. "Let it out, Sky," Legolas whispered huskily. Sky began to cry out in pleasure. She seemed almost afraid of what was happening. Legolas cried out too as he released into Sky, completing the ritual that made them husband and wife. He couldn't control his breathing; he just buried his face in Sky's neck. He lay down next to her, his arms around her waist. He held her close. Now that she was his wife, he never wanted her out of his sight. Sky seemed uncomfortable. "What is wrong?" Legolas asked. Sky began to cry. Legolas held her tightly against his chest. "Sky?" he said softly, "Sky, tell me." Sky hid her face in Legolas' chest.
"It's just that…I never felt anything like that," she said, "Suiadan never…"
"You shall not speak of him," said Legolas firmly. Sky shook her head.
"No one has ever loved me like this," she said, "Except you." Legolas smiled and placed a kiss on her forehead. He then noticed that she still wore her crown. He gently pulled it off and placed it on the bedside table. Sky smiled at him. She reached up and removed his crown and placed it next to hers. Just as she set it down, Legolas' lips covered hers. Sky's hands moved to his shoulders. She gently rubbed them. "Are you tired, my champion?" she asked gently. Legolas shook his head and smiled at her. Sky threw one leg over him so she straddled him. She gently kissed him. "You better stop that, my wife," whispered Legolas, "Or I won't be held responsible for my actions." Sky smiled before lying down next to him once again. She snuggled up to his side. "Sleep well, my husband," she said softly. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. Legolas held her in his arms and watched her. He brushed her black curls out of her face. As his fingers brushed her skin, she smiled and moved closer to him. Legolas liked the feel of her against him. He finally felt that something was right in his life.
Sky awoke the next morning, to find herself alone. There was just a warm place where Legolas had been. She blinked in confusion and then sat up, holding the bedspread to her chest. She couldn't see Legolas anywhere. She saw a robe of green silk lying at the foot of the bed. She got up and put it on. She walked through a door, leading out of the bedchamber into what seemed to be some sort of study and living area. Legolas was sat at the desk, looking at some papers. Sky smiled as she brushed her hair out of her face. She walked up behind him very quietly but Legolas didn't even jump when she placed her hands on his shoulders and kissed his cheek. He smiled. He took one of her hands and pulled her round in front of him. He made her sit in his lap so he could wind his arms around her waist and kiss her. "What are you doing?" Sky asked quietly.
"Trying to fix your mess," said Legolas. Sky frowned.
"You said that you gave Suiadan all the translations, yet I found these in your pack," he said. Sky looked down at the papers and recognized the symbols. She looked back at Legolas. "You lied to me," said Legolas.
"Not entirely," said Sky, "I gave Suiadan all the translations I had completed. I couldn't do these. I couldn't decipher it." Legolas smiled and kissed her again.
"I can," said Legolas, "It says that while the orc warrior may seem invincible, it has one weakness."
"What is the weakness?" asked Sky.
"I don't know," said Legolas, "My wife came along and distracted me before I could find out." Sky smiled and kissed him again. Legolas' hand began to pull the silk robe up, exposing some of Sky's skin. He gently ran his hand up and down her leg. The sound of someone clearing their throat made them turn around. A maid was stood there, trying to look anywhere but at the newlyweds. "What is it?" asked Legolas. The maid's eyes briefly flicked towards Legolas and Sky. Sky knew she looked long enough to see Legolas' partially exposed chest and Sky's legs. "Err, news has reached us from Gondor," said the maid, "King Elessar and Queen Arwen have announced that they are expecting their first child." Legolas smiled and looked at Sky as the maid left. Legolas began to kiss her neck and his teeth gently nipped her skin. Sky moved so she was kneeling and kissed Legolas' lips. With him sitting down, she was slightly taller than him. His lips moved to her neck as his hands moved down her legs and pulled her closer to him. He trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts. He gently took one in his mouth and teased it with his tongue. Sky's hand wove its way into his hair, holding his head in place. Legolas' hands began to undo the belt of the robe she was wearing. Once the belt was gone, the robe fell open and Legolas' hands wove their way inside, touching and caressing Sky's skin. Sky began to moan. Legolas moved to switch their positions and sent both of them crashing to the floor. Legolas' mouth continued to tease Sky as he moved lower down her body. Sky began to cry out as Legolas pressed his lips against her most intimate place. Her hands felt for the belt of his robe and found it as he moved back up her body. She pulled it away and opened his robe. Legolas pulled out of the kiss and looked down at Sky. Her eyes were on his arousal. "Sky," said Legolas. Her eyes flicked back to Legolas' face. It was then that she stopped to truly admire his face. Her hand reached up and traced one side of it. Her hand traced over his brow and past the eyes that brought such comfort. It passed over his cheeks, his cheekbones razor sharp, ultimately making him more attractive than he already was. Her fingertips traced his lips that had planted kisses on her during their journey to Mirkwood and over the last night as they lay together in their marital bed. Legolas in turn looked down on her face. Her black hair was a curly mess and he liked it that way. He was tired of seeing she-elves who were immaculate all the time. Her eyes reminded him of the sky on a clear summer day, he half expected to see a bird fly across them. He planted a kiss on her lips. Those soft lips that Suiadan had forced to remain shut in fear, for Sky's voice never to sound. But just thinking that reminded Legolas about all the things Suiadan had done to Sky. In every sense of the word, Suiadan had raped Sky. He had raped her and forced her to do terrible things. Legolas pulled out the kiss and looked away from her. Sky tried to pull him back down for another kiss. Legolas got up from the floor and fastened his robe. Sky sat up in confusion. Had she done something wrong? If so, what had she done that was so wrong to make Legolas reject her? She silently begged that they were not arguing already in their marriage. She could remember her parents arguing when she was younger. Sky didn't want to be like her mother and walk out on Legolas. She got up and fastened her robe. Legolas was stood on the balcony and Sky followed him. "Legolas?" she said softly, "Why are you angry? What did I do?"
"It's not you," said Legolas quietly, his hands balled into fists so tight his knuckles were going white, "It's Suiadan."
"You said not to talk about him," said Sky.
"I think we need to talk about it," said Legolas, "I looked at you earlier and all I could think about was what Suiadan has done to you," he looked at Sky, "He raped you. He took you by force." Sky looked down and began to cry. She had hoped that Legolas would be her savior from Suiadan. That he would help her forget Suiadan. She felt Legolas' arms encircle her. He led her from the balcony where they could be overheard. He moved her into their bedchamber. He lifted her up and lay her down on the bed. He lay down next to her and covered them with the bedspread. He held her as she cried. He kissed her head and whispered to her. When she stopped, she looked up at him. "I'm ready to talk about it now," she whispered. Legolas nodded. He moved so he was face to face with her. "Whenever Suiadan used to force me to…" she said, unable to say what she meant but knew that Legolas understood, "I felt so… dirty and worthless. And in you, I saw hope. You were, are, a prince and you spoke to me. You didn't ignore me and dismiss me as the worthless, pathetic thing I thought I was. Then there was the time you kissed me. And I began to realize Suiadan was wrong. I was worth something to someone. I meant something to you." Legolas smiled and stroked her cheek.
"You always did," he said, "From the moment I set eyes on you. It felt like my heart stopped for a moment, like I was in the presence of one of the Valar." Sky laughed.
"You shouldn't say such things," said Sky.
"Have you forgotten everything I told you, about your beauty?" said Legolas, "I meant it, all of it, and only our daughters will have the same beauty as you. Why did you marry me Sky? Was it just for my title or to get away from Suiadan?"
"What? No!" said Sky in shock, "I married you because I love you. For who you are as a person, not as a prince." Legolas smiled. He kissed her nose. Sky frowned.
"What? Is my mouth not as pleasurable?" she said. Legolas smiled and kissed her mouth. Hoping he would never have to force her to relive her memories of Suiadan.