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Chapter 3- The Leave

After finding himself pregnant, Legolas decided to take exceptional care of his body. Tirnen was always by his love's side, helping him through everything. He was even with him to help him cope with the morning sickness that Legolas was plagued with.

"How do you feel today?" Tirnen asked, handing Legolas a cup of green herbal tea.

"Better." Legolas smiled slightly and took the offered tea from the young elf's elegant hand. "Thank you." He took a sip of the tea and made a disgusted face.

"I tried to sweeten it with honey, but it did not seem to help…"

"That is alright." Legolas took another sip and paused before draining the cup briskly, almost gagging on the vile liquid. He handed the cup back to Tirnen and nodded his thanks.

Setting the cup on a near-by marble top table, Tirnen sat down and wrapped his long arms around the prince's still slender waist.

Legolas quickly stood up and rushed to the bathroom with his hand covering his mouth. He shut the door with a slam. Tirnen could faintly hear him retching into the stone basin.

The bathroom door opened a while later and a groggy, shaken elf walked out. Legolas trudged over to where Tirnen sat and dropped down beside him.

"Better now?" The dark-haired elf asked, putting his hand on Legolas' strapping shoulder.

"Yes, I feel better." Legolas responded while resting his golden head on Tirnen's shoulder in complete exhaustion.

"You will feel better in time. The sickness will lessen as you advance in your pregnancy." Tirnen said, trying his best to give comfort to his sickly friend. "But for now you can drink the herbal tea that I bring you."

"How wonderful…" Legolas said, sarcasm playing in his voice.

"If you do not want to drink it, then you can feel sick. It is your choice." Tirnen said jokingly.

"No… I will drink it. It is better than retching every moment, I suppose."

"Good. I brewed some more for you just earlier. Would you like another cup?"

Legolas thought for a short while then nodded. The young elf stood and left quietly.

Once alone, Legolas placed his hand on his stomach. "I can tell that you are going to make this year a living nightmare for me… but no matter what happens, I will always love you." He smiled and awaited the return of Tirnen.

The tall elf appeared moments later, carrying another cup of piping hot tea. "Here you are." He handed the silver cup to Legolas who did not take it eagerly.

Looking down into his distorted reflection, Legolas could see the sadness that was etched into his eyes. "Tirnen, I have been thinking…"

The young elf looked up at his friend, "Yes?"

"Well," Legolas began, circling the cup's rim with his finger, "What if I die during child birth?"

"Legolas, I have delivered many children and only seldom do the woman ever die." Tirnen tried to put his lover's fears to rest.

"I know… but they were all females. I am a male. And males are not supposed to give birth! What if our child develops a deformity?"

"Did you develop a deformity? Did your adar die?" Tirnen consulted, "You and our child will be fine. I promise."

Nodding slightly, Legolas put the cup of tea to his lips. He quickly emptied the silver cup and set it down on the table sitting near him.

A dull knock was sounded upon the wooden door. Both of the elves looked up to the doorway.

"Come in." Legolas called.

The door opened and Thranduil appeared. "Ion, I have been giving your… condition some consideration." He sat down beside his son. "I think that you should go to Rivendell and stay there for a year. Lord Elrond will know what to do. Then no one here will actually see you pregnant. I will say that you needed to stay for a year for study in herbal lore."

"And Tirnen can come too?"

"I do not see why he could not accompany you."

Legolas smiled and nodded, "I should leave soon, then."

"Yes, as soon as you are able." Thranduil said, rising to his feet.

"I am able now. Are you, love?"

"Yes, I am ready to leave."

"I will not send guards with you… is that alright? I do not want attention to be drawn towards you. I think that your combined skills will be enough. Please do not prove me wrong."

"We will not, ada." Legolas said, rising to his feet. "Tirnen and I will reach Imladris safely."

The king smiled and left the two elves to get their possessions packed.

Once both of the elves had their possessions packed, they silently walked down to the stables and unhitched two horses. They led the steeds outside and mounted them. Guiding the shimmering horses to the main gate, they unlatched the lock and walked out into Mirkwood's dense forest.

Tbc…

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