Never let go
Chapter 2: The aftermath
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships. If you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
Notes: Wow, thank you all for the positive reviews. Aniviel Freespirit: I don't know about you but I cried when that scene came up and I was not expecting it to happen. Needless to say I was very pissed off about it. . .So, from that I came up with this fic.
Also, my updates will be spreaded out since I'm working on 'Can the make a difference?' but not to worry I have everything written for next five chapters.
Oh, also I forgot to mention that the Elves of Middle-earth did not depart for the Undying Land. That part too was sad for me as well.
Now enough of my chattering on with the story. Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
The War against Sauron ended with the destruction of the One Ring, but not without some casualties along the way.
Boromir died protecting Pippin and Merry.
Frodo perished by casting himself into the fiery chasm of Mount Doom thus destroying the Ring.
The Hobbits went back to the Shire grief stricken about their friend but they knew that it was Frodo's choice. Before Frodo preformed his last act of bravery he willed all of his possessions including Bag End to Sam (under the condition that he married Rosie).
Aragorn was crowned king of Gondor and appointed Faramir as the new Steward. Faramir's father, Denethor, was riddled with grief about Boromir's death that he could no longer continue with his duties.
Gandalf, well he went and finished what he started with Saruman. The other white wizard had decimated Isegard and Gandalf wanted to rebuild the once glorious forest.
Legolas returned home to Mirkwood to start his active duties as Prince, but did not stay long for he and Gimli had decided to travel Middle-earth for some peace away from the fighting and bloodshed. In the end his travels his wandering soul brought him back to Lothlórien. This was the place where most of his troubles will begin.
~oOo@oOo~
It had been two months since Legolas and Gimli had arrived in Caras Galadhon. Legolas divided his time on the archery field and his friends. The prince and the dwarf were seen on walks or outings in the Golden forest, other times Legolas kept to himself except at night when he sought the company of his beloved.
However, the Marchwarden's duties took up most of his time but it did not stop him from coming home to spend the evening with his lover.
One night as they lay in bed Legolas was not acting quite like himself.
"What is the matter my love?"
"'Tis nothing. I haven't been feeling well that's all," he answered sleepily.
"Maybe you should have one of the Healers check you over just to make sure that it is nothing serious," Haldir replied pulling the smaller elf closer in his embrace.
"Nay, I will be all right."
Haldir looked down at Legolas. He could see that his prince was worried about something. Legolas have a perpetual habit of pulling on his right side braid when he was got in such a state, which was what he was doing now. "You are not telling me the truth."
Legolas heaved a heavy sigh. "I could never put anything pass you, could I?"
Haldir merely shook his head. Some of his platinum hair fell in his face. Legolas reached up and tucked the loose strains behind his pointed ears.
"I must return home. Galadriel has informed me that my Father has accepted the invitation for the celebration."
"Well, that's wonderful right?" Haldir couldn't understand why Legolas was feeling downcast about going back home then it hit him. "You will miss me?"
"Aye, we have been separated for so long and I thought that I had lost you, Haldir. I nearly died. I don't want that to happen ever again," Legolas said as tears gathered in his brilliant blue eyes.
"It will only be for a little while. Besides, my Lady has a mission for me and it requires that I leave Lothórien."
Legolas began alarmed. The guardian felt the prince tense up in his arms. "Do not worry my love. I will be back in time for the celebration."
Legolas relaxed somewhat, but that didn't put to rest the uneasy feeling that was gnawing at the back of his mind.
For the rest of the night they pleased each other with their bodies. Declaring their love for one another and making their bond stronger than before.
~oOo@oOo~
-At Galadriel's mirror-
"They have much to live for," the high elf Lord said.
"Aye, but Thranduil will bring it down," his mate replied.
"Not if they are strong." Celeborn turned to his wife. "Thranduil will be the undoing of their relationship."
"Not if we can help it. I will not see my trusted guard without his mate again and I will not see the prince heartbroken either," Galadriel said.
Celeborn silently agreed with his mate. Legolas and Haldir deserve to be happy for once in this century.
~TBC~
A/N: Can anyone tell me why Galadriel is worried about the Prince and the Marchwarden? Tell me your comments and suggestions ^_~
Chapter 2: The aftermath
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships. If you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
Notes: Wow, thank you all for the positive reviews. Aniviel Freespirit: I don't know about you but I cried when that scene came up and I was not expecting it to happen. Needless to say I was very pissed off about it. . .So, from that I came up with this fic.
Also, my updates will be spreaded out since I'm working on 'Can the make a difference?' but not to worry I have everything written for next five chapters.
Oh, also I forgot to mention that the Elves of Middle-earth did not depart for the Undying Land. That part too was sad for me as well.
Now enough of my chattering on with the story. Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
The War against Sauron ended with the destruction of the One Ring, but not without some casualties along the way.
Boromir died protecting Pippin and Merry.
Frodo perished by casting himself into the fiery chasm of Mount Doom thus destroying the Ring.
The Hobbits went back to the Shire grief stricken about their friend but they knew that it was Frodo's choice. Before Frodo preformed his last act of bravery he willed all of his possessions including Bag End to Sam (under the condition that he married Rosie).
Aragorn was crowned king of Gondor and appointed Faramir as the new Steward. Faramir's father, Denethor, was riddled with grief about Boromir's death that he could no longer continue with his duties.
Gandalf, well he went and finished what he started with Saruman. The other white wizard had decimated Isegard and Gandalf wanted to rebuild the once glorious forest.
Legolas returned home to Mirkwood to start his active duties as Prince, but did not stay long for he and Gimli had decided to travel Middle-earth for some peace away from the fighting and bloodshed. In the end his travels his wandering soul brought him back to Lothlórien. This was the place where most of his troubles will begin.
~oOo@oOo~
It had been two months since Legolas and Gimli had arrived in Caras Galadhon. Legolas divided his time on the archery field and his friends. The prince and the dwarf were seen on walks or outings in the Golden forest, other times Legolas kept to himself except at night when he sought the company of his beloved.
However, the Marchwarden's duties took up most of his time but it did not stop him from coming home to spend the evening with his lover.
One night as they lay in bed Legolas was not acting quite like himself.
"What is the matter my love?"
"'Tis nothing. I haven't been feeling well that's all," he answered sleepily.
"Maybe you should have one of the Healers check you over just to make sure that it is nothing serious," Haldir replied pulling the smaller elf closer in his embrace.
"Nay, I will be all right."
Haldir looked down at Legolas. He could see that his prince was worried about something. Legolas have a perpetual habit of pulling on his right side braid when he was got in such a state, which was what he was doing now. "You are not telling me the truth."
Legolas heaved a heavy sigh. "I could never put anything pass you, could I?"
Haldir merely shook his head. Some of his platinum hair fell in his face. Legolas reached up and tucked the loose strains behind his pointed ears.
"I must return home. Galadriel has informed me that my Father has accepted the invitation for the celebration."
"Well, that's wonderful right?" Haldir couldn't understand why Legolas was feeling downcast about going back home then it hit him. "You will miss me?"
"Aye, we have been separated for so long and I thought that I had lost you, Haldir. I nearly died. I don't want that to happen ever again," Legolas said as tears gathered in his brilliant blue eyes.
"It will only be for a little while. Besides, my Lady has a mission for me and it requires that I leave Lothórien."
Legolas began alarmed. The guardian felt the prince tense up in his arms. "Do not worry my love. I will be back in time for the celebration."
Legolas relaxed somewhat, but that didn't put to rest the uneasy feeling that was gnawing at the back of his mind.
For the rest of the night they pleased each other with their bodies. Declaring their love for one another and making their bond stronger than before.
~oOo@oOo~
-At Galadriel's mirror-
"They have much to live for," the high elf Lord said.
"Aye, but Thranduil will bring it down," his mate replied.
"Not if they are strong." Celeborn turned to his wife. "Thranduil will be the undoing of their relationship."
"Not if we can help it. I will not see my trusted guard without his mate again and I will not see the prince heartbroken either," Galadriel said.
Celeborn silently agreed with his mate. Legolas and Haldir deserve to be happy for once in this century.
~TBC~
A/N: Can anyone tell me why Galadriel is worried about the Prince and the Marchwarden? Tell me your comments and suggestions ^_~