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Note: Thanks for all the reviews. Okay and here it is the long awaited reunion between Legolas and Nienna, an angry reunion maybe but it is one none the less. I am just saying that Arwen and Aragorn will make up so they will not be included in this story unless it concerns Nienna and Legolas for it is a story about them. Let's begin. Some sex in this chapter.
Grass is green, that colour will grass always have unless it burns or because of a long time without rain it turns yellow. In the winter it whither away only to return next spring. For the Elves, their spring, summer and fall is nearly over. Their winter is upon them and it is in the age of Men that hope must be placed. No matter how much its hurts the firstborn, they must sail away to make way for new Kingdoms, new technology and new people.
To sail to the West, or remain in their forest or mate with lesser races, such a Men. Such an example is King Elesar, raised by Elves, taught by Elves and Elvish in everything but blood, including in his marriage to the fair evenstar, he once again married an Elf. Those sacrifices are what the firstborn make to make way for the world of Men.
Nienna watched the grass rustled in the wind, speaking of the anger of one of the firstborn. The anger that she was responsible for. She looked behind her at the one tent that still stood there, her own. With all her stuff in there, there was not much room but for one person to sleep in. Something she had not done since Aragorn and his soldiers left, going back to Minas Tirith.
She could still fee the Man's gaze upon her face, his touch burning her skin. She had used her powers to make them all forget, to make Aragorn return to Arwen for surely out of shame and perhaps some cruel form of love, he would have stayed with her. Arwen would forgive him, she was sure of it.
Yet for love, that was what she was here for and that was why she remained when all she wanted to do was lay down her head and wait until death claimed her. True she could see well enough now but was it truly enough when the one she had given herself to would turn her down?
She could hear the hoof beats long before the horse would come into view. There was only one rider, Legolas. Come to either kill her or take her back. She bent and retrieved the sword at her feet, strapping it around her waist.
She only turned when the horse stopped behind her and she could hear the rider dismount, murmuring soft words of thanks to the horse. She could feel the earth vibrating ever so slightly underneath his feet and his anger.
Legolas looked upon the form of his wife, his anger only grew when she did not turn, yet he did not say anything, waiting of her to do the talking. "I know you are here, Legolas. I would beg for you forgiveness if I thought it was worth anything." Then she turned.
Legolas could not help but gasp as he saw her. She looked so pale and it was a striking contrast with her dark clothing and brown hair. Then his fist clenched and he answered in a firm tone. "Do you think so little of our love? Do you think so little of the bond you and I share? To think that words of forgiveness might make me forgive you?"
"No, Legolas, for I know you. You demand and deserve more then half meant words. What I think of our love does not matter, if is to you to make the choice to forgive me and take me back." She softly answered, taking a few steps forward.
"Why, Nienna? Why did you do it?" That was the one question he really needed to know the answer for. Nienna looked at him and with a gasp Legolas realized she could see again. This news filled him with happiness that Nienna looked at him while she said. "Well the answer to that question was that the battle filled me with such intoxication of the battle and the power for the first time I was not thinking. The second time, I imagined it was you, how I wanted it to be you. Aragorn is an easy person to love really, he does not ask for much in return but in the long run, no, we do not have the love that he and Arwen share." She finished, cocking her head to the side.
"And what about the love that you and I share?" Legolas felt a twist of venerability seep into his voice. "It is stronger then that and it terrifies me. You really are a very terrifying person, Legolas Greenleaf, not because you are scary but you can wield so much power, you have so much power. More power then I shall ever have. So I guess this is goodbye then, you have answers to all the questions you came with. Goodbye, Legolas, I hope life treats your better then I have." She turned with those words but a cry from Legolas stopped her.
"When Moriethel died, I wanted to be with you so badly. When I found out that you slept with Aragorn, I wanted to be with you and strangle you and now I am here, standing before you and I do not want you to leave." Legolas softly answered, he waited until he had her attention again and continued. "I still love you, as I always will. You are my life, my heart, my everything. I want to sail into the West with you and share this life with you, no matter what the future might bring. If we can overcome this, we can overcome anything. My life has never been smooth, why did I expect that my love life would be? Will you be the princess that you were meant to be, with me by your side? I cannot ask for anything more but the biggest sacrifice that you can give to me."
Nienna could see the nervous glint in his eyes and then felt the babe within her move, reaching out towards her father. If she would not do it for herself, then for Legolas and the baby within her. If that what she was fighting for, then how could she deny her own baby the same right? To grow up with at least somebody who loved her, her father.
She felt an unfamiliar emotion stir in her heart. Something that was more powerful then all the doubt that was still present in her mind, and replace all the darkness still within her soul, making her pure.
She bowed and sank down on her knees, answering. "You have my word as heir of Galadriel, my lord." Legolas walked over and while helping her up, answered. "I do not need your word, Nienna, I need your heart."
She smiled and answered. "Then you have it, my lord." The Elf did not smile instead he shook his head and answered. "No need to call me that. You are off the same rank as me."
"No, Legolas, I am not. You are a prince and I am… well I am not sure what I am. Our child shall have access to that throne and that is what matters." Nienna cut in urgently. Legolas did not smile any longer and then he pulled the silver ring from his finger, the ring he wore to prove he was the prince of Eryn Lasgalen and he said in a firm tone while he held the ring between his thumb and index finger. "I shall throw this away and give my throne up if that is what it takes. If that it is what it takes for you to stay with me? I thought I was marrying you out of duty for the child that I have sired and that my father wanted me to get married so he could secure the throne and any heirs to it. Now my only heir has died and the child you carry is still too young, nor would I wish for him or her to take the throne. Now I see that I truly love you. I never thought you would be my soul mate, but Valar, Nienna, you are. Just say the words and I shall throw it away and lay my claim to the throne down and become your husband and live a simple life. There is something else I need to tell you."
He paused to take breath and then continued. "I am leaving Eryn Lasgalen. I a moving to Ithilien, Aragorn asked me to purify the woods there and at first I wanted to decline but now… I think it is best we both go. …" A shudder ran through him and he turned away while he said the next words. "Everything reminds me of Moriethel in my father's hall. The healing rooms smell like her, my own room where we first beheld sight of her. I cannot do this, it is destroying me. Please say you shall come with me. We can start anew there, built another life with our new child. Please, Nienna, we can take it slow, start again, and let our love flourish while there are no exportations. Please say something?" His tone was pleading but he did not look at her.
Nienna placed her hand on top of his arm and softly said. "That is the best hope for the future I had in a long time, Legolas. Just promise me one thing..."
He took her hand and said. "Anything, if it is within my power to grant." Nienna gently smiled and said. "Keep the ring, your father will murder me if you give up your right to the throne."
Legolas took the Ring and slipped it back around his finger and answered. "Very well then, you shall come to Ithilien with me?"
"To Ithilien and beyond, Legolas, if it pleases you." She answered.
"Do not do it for my pleasure, is this what you want?" The Elf took her hands once again in his own and Nienna was silent for a moment, closing her eyes to think better and then she gently smiled and answered. "Yes, it is what I want. It is what I truly desire."
"As I truly desire you." Legolas softly added, not catching his thoughts in time. Nienna blushed deeply and murmured. "My, my, Lord Legolas, this hardly seems like the appropriate time to think such thoughts, least of all when you wife is with child."
"But it is because of me and this that my wife is with child." Legolas purred, coming closer to her. His hot breathing felt so good against her ear, very different from Aragorn's. "True, very true indeed." Nienna agreed but she exclaimed. "Legolas, put me down this instance, you do not have permission of touching me anywhere, I might add."
Legolas did not listen and carried her off towards the tent, clacking his tongue in played annoyance at the small space in the tent. "Well, well, look what we have got here. You seem to be very messy for a princess, my dear. It appears that whenever I leave you, you get into trouble. There is not enough time to sleep with two; I should just sleep on top of you then."
He dumped her onceromiously on the bed and she fled to the far side of the bed, tugging the blankets with her. Legolas sat down on the bed with his back towards her and removed his boots before he sat cross-legged facing her. His gaze was tender at her and she felt herself relax while Legolas held out his hand to her. She grabbed it and was pulled to his side while he brushed his lips over hers.
He pulled back and smiled to see the disappointment in her eyes. He then leaned in once again and brushed his lips over hers but Nienna parted her mouth slightly and he felt her tongue slip into his mouth. He allowed her to have this moment while he had come here with the idea of not touching her but it proved to be in vain and soon his hands grew bolder.
Nienna gasped softly when Legolas slid the oversize tunic she was wearing of her shoulder to bear it, he pulled away from her and while his eyes never left hers, he started kissing her bare shoulder. Nienna noticed with a dull mind that Legolas's touch was different then before.
She lay back on the bed and kept staring up at the ceiling while Legolas was busy working off the tunic. Soon he had it ripped off and it landed on a heap on the floor. She looked at him when after a pause he still did not say nor did anything.
She found him looking at her stomach. "Legolas?" She tried gently. The Elf's head snapped back to her own and he slowly placed his hand on her stomach and answered. "He touched you there too. But the child responds to me as is your body. I tried to do it without thinking, but I cannot. I love you to much, Nienna. Damn this, I do not want this drawn out love making, that shall be for another time. I need to feel your move against me, do you mind?"
There was a look in his eyes that made Nienna reluctant to say no, Legolas noticed her hesitation and said. "You can say no, Nienna, I can live with that."
Nienna shook her head and answered. "No, go ahead, it is the least I can do." Legolas gripped her chin and forced her to look into his eyes while he hissed. "Do not say that. We start from a clean slate tonight, do you understand?" She only nodded and soon she felt Legolas take off her leggings while he removed his own pants.
She whimpered when he entered her but soon his mouth covered hers, drowning out the pain and leaving only ecstasy behind. His trusting became swifter while he reached deeper into her and with a gasp and a cry of her name, Legolas climaxed.
The Elf placed both his hands on her stomach and smiled when he felt the little one respond to his touch. He rolled beside her and Nienna looked at him, still grasped in the throes of pleasure, he grinned and while his hand slid down, he entered her with 2 fingers and he had her whiter underneath his skilful and blissful ministrations.
She moaned and unsuccessfully tried to get away from him but it didn't work and soon she gave into the pleasure while Legolas murmured unhelpful aroused suggestions in her ear. This was something he had never felt before, just simply helping Nienna find her release by actually lying beside her.
After a couple of seconds her moans of pleasure became louder and Legolas knew that soon she would peak. He began to move harder, Nienna buckled her hips and arched her back to help him move. With a fierce war like cry she peaked, lying panting and gasping for breath next to Legolas.
The Elf smiled at her and while he leaned over, he whispered. "I am quite sure that whatever Aragorn did was not that good." Nienna grinned and while taking the Elf by his hair, she gently pulled him closer and answered. "No, he had some very helpful suggestions; I shall show them to you later. Perhaps we should take some rest; it is going to be a long day full of travelling tomorrow." She smiled as Legolas curled up to her, his hand upon her stomach and a blanket covering them both.
Hope you like it and it was a good apology. I hope the first part did not put you off. Leave a review.