Never without you
Chapter 5: Thranduil, the King of Mirkwood
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir
Disclaimer: I own nothing so I get nothing
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships, if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
Notes: I would like to thank all of you for the encouraging reviews as well as for the five star rating ^_~ Also, I would like to wish everyone a 'Happy Thanksgiving'! Again, this is not beta-read. So, please excuse any and all typos and mistakes.
~Lady of Legolas: Don't worry about Haldir and Legolas, our main concern is Thranduil. As you and everyone else will find out in this chapter.
/ Thoughts /
{{ Elvish }} still learning. Most with be in English.
:: Mind speak/Telepathy ::
Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
The dinner had ended with twenty and counting marriage proposals and offerings. Legolas sighed again as he was stopped by another maiden. Obviously, his father was taking extreme delight at his suffering. As he was leaving the banquet Thranduil stopped him in the hallway just outside the doors of the Great Hall.
"You do not look happy my son, tell me what is the matter," he asked concern was clearly in his bright blue eyes.
"We need to talk about this, Ada," Legolas said. Praying to the Valar to give him strength to face his father.
"What is there to talk about? As Prince it is your duty to marry and secure our kingdom's future with heirs. I will not always be around my son."
"I have no desire to be bound to someone when my heart belongs to another all ready," Legolas admitted.
Thranduil was surprised by his son's confession then he smiled this was certainly unexpected but most welcomed. He just hoped that it wasn't who he was thinking of, so he phrased his next question carefully. "Why didn't you something before?"
Legolas was starting to pull on his braid. That action alone was enough to warn Thranduil that this was going to give him heart failure.
"You would not have approved my choice, Ada," Legolas lowered his voice.
Thranduil's throat felt dry all of a sudden. "Tell me who the lucky She-Elf is?" he asked dreading the answer.
Legolas cringed but Thranduil didn't notice. "It is Haldir," the prince whispered.
The smiled disappeared from the royal's lips. He looked dazed as the color drained from his youthful face. Even though his son spoke in a hushed tone, Thranduil still heard. "I'm sorry Legolas but I could have sworn that you said, 'Haldir'."
The prince fiddled with his braid. He didn't know what to do with his hands and he definitely didn't want to drawn attention any lower than his face. "Aye, I did."
~*~*~
The guests were mingling about, chattering away about the recent engagement of the Evenstar to the King of Men as well as the Prince of Mirkwood upcoming betrothal.
The Lord and Lady danced with each other ignoring every thing around them. Galadriel's face took on a stern look when her mate bent to kiss her. He knew that familiar look then he and everyone else heard,
"HAALLDDIRRR!!!"
The hall went still. A few tense moments went by when the Marchwarden did not response to his name being called. The double doors swung opened with a bang revealing a very angry Elf lord followed by his sullen son.
Thranduil walked up to Galadriel and Celeborn. They didn't know who looked worse off – Thranduil (who was flustered and turning purple from the lack of air) or Legolas (who looked as if he was going to his funeral.)
::He knows my love:: Galadriel spoke to her husband.
Celeborn forced a smile and acted as if nothing was wrong. Thranduil stood by them waiting to be acknowledged.
The Lord of the Golden wood passionately kiss his wife then address the other royal. "What can we do you Thranduil?" Celeborn asked.
The king spoke ignoring all the eyes that were upon them. "I want to see the Marchwarden immediately."
"Our Captain is on duty and will not be back until the following Monday, Thranduil. Perhaps we can help you," Celeborn said giving his wife a long sided glance.
Galadriel smiled. Lust and desire was swirling in her husband's vivid blue eyes.
"Your *trusted* Marchwarden has been perusing my son and I will not have him interfering with the state of affairs concerning Legolas' future!"
"Maybe we should continue this in. . .private," Celeborn offered.
With a swirl of his emerald robes, Thranduil left with Celeborn on his heels. Galadriel was walking with the Prince. "You told him."
"Aye."
"Don't fret. Haldir will not abandon you. However, it may take some time for your father to realize that you two are destined to be together." Galadriel assured him by giving his hand a comforting squeeze.
"I know but I feel in my heart that Ada will make things difficult."
The Lady sensed his fear yet said nothing. Once inside Celeborn's setting room, Thranduil didn't bother to sit. He paced the floor.
"Please, Thranduil I don't think that the situation cause for you to be upset," Celeborn said after a strained silence.
"Upset?! Celeborn your Marchwarden has turned my son from selecting a decent mate – a female mate. Furthermore, it is prohibited for Mirkwood males to engage in such non-beneficial relationships."
"I don't see anything wrong with Legolas' choice for a potential mate," Celeborn answered.
"Haldir is. . ." Thranduil didn't know how to phrase what he wanted to say without upsetting his friends.
"Haldir is more than an acceptable mate for Legolas," Galadriel said.
Legolas bit his lip. "Ada, perhaps-"
"Not now my son," Thranduil interrupted giving his full attention the Galadhrims totally dismissing what was said. "When Haldir returns from his duties I wish to *discuss* some things with him."
The Elven lord left without allowing Celeborn to comment. Legolas put his head in his trembling hands. The food was not settling well after his father's initial blow up. His stomach lurched as he tried to fight the nausea that been haunting him for the past two months.
Galadriel took charge of her 'son'. She guided him to a softer resting bench where he could lay down. She placed more pillows under his head and covered him with a blanket. Afterwards she summoned a servant to clean the floor and bring some water and fruit to calm his shattered nerves.
Celeborn sat down near them wondering what was going with the prince. The young Elf looked so frightened, and Celeborn would do anything to protect him and just like his wife he considers Legolas as his son as well.
"Legolas?" Galadriel called as she knelt next to him.
"I'm pregnant," he blurted out. "I'm scared. I don't know what to do. Ada will not be pleased when he finds out about this."
"But Legolas you and Haldir have been married for quite awhile, a few centuries if I'm not mistaken. Maybe you should just tell him," Celeborn said.
Legolas shook his head. "Nay, he will not honor our bond."
"Why?" Galadriel asked. Wondering why Thranduil would be this pigheaded.
"He feels that Haldir is not good enough for me."
The Lady cursed to herself. /That damn fool! Status is not always everything. / "Don't worry about your father. Let us handle him. For now I want you to get some rest and I'll get Lord Elrond," Galadriel said as she mothered him.
Legolas' watered eyes widen. "Please I don't want any else to know."
"It's okay. He will not tell anyone about your condition."
Neither royal said anything else. Right now no words could sooth the draught Elven prince. The vision that Galadriel had seen in the mirror has began.
~*~*~
An hour later Lord Elrond was speaking to Galadriel and Celeborn about the prince's pregnancy.
"Legolas is endangering of miscarrying if he remains under constant stress," Elrond explained.
"And what of the child?" Galadriel asked.
"Children."
"Twins?" Celeborn sighed. This was more serious than they had originally thought.
"Yes. Since he and Haldir are together it should be no problem for Legolas to draw strength from him, but you must gave Haldir time off to be with him. I noticed that he is extremely tired when he comes back from patrol."
"We've noticed that as well. Legolas is probably zapping all of Haldir's energy without realizing it," Celeborn replied. Another reason why it took Haldir so long to recover from his injuries that he received at Helm's Deep.
"Legolas needs him close. More than likely his misses Haldir when he's on duty," Elrond offered.
"That would only make sense. What will happen if Thranduil leave taking Legolas with him?" Galadriel asked.
Elrond hesitated. "Haldir will get weak from the separation because of Legolas' need of wanting him close. Should they stay parted for any length of time Haldir will fall unconscious."
The half-Elf stopped there. He didn't need to finish for they knew what would happen if the couple were not brought back together before the birth. Legolas and Haldir would die from their grief of being separated.
"How far along is he?" Galadriel inquired.
"He's all ready showing at just two months," he answered. " "That's why he's wearing his traditional robes."
Elrond simply nodded his head. "Then we must make sure that they stay together," Galadriel said with conviction. She wants to ensure the safety of her 'son's' children. They all ready lost two 'grandchildren' and they are not about to loose any more.
~oOo@oOo~
Four days later, Haldir found himself standing in the middle of the royal guest room. His Lady briefly explained what had transpired in his absence with the Mirkwood king. She did not tell him about his husband's condition. That was for Legolas to tell.
Thranduil had his back toward the Marchwarden. He was looking out the window admiring the Mallorn trees that Caras Galadhon was famous for.
"I don't care what type of lifestyle you led just as long as you do not involve my son," he spoke after making Haldir wait ten minutes.
"With all due respect Your Majesty but that should be Legolas' decision not yours," Haldir retorted not giving into his anger.
Thranduil turned and advance the guardian. "You are a servant to the Lord and Lady. What could you offer my son? Certainly not heirs. You are nothing more than a stress relief for him. Do you honestly think that he would want you as a mate?"
"That is not the point Your Majesty-"
"Yes it is! Legolas will marry as soon as it can be arranged. From this day forward I wan you to reframe yourself from further contact with him."
Haldir opened his mouth to say something else but Thranduil went back to the window rudely dismissing him. Haldir was beyond mad, had he had his bow and quiver he probably would have shot the Elven lord – the bastard!
Haldir didn't feel like dealing with this. He didn't know how he was going to inform his mate of his father's decision. He needed to speak with his Lord and Lady maybe she could help. For now Haldir went home intending to get some much need sleep.
~oOo@oOo~
"He's gong to be stubborn about this," Celeborn said as he looked-up from the sacred water.
"Not if Legolas tells him about the child."
"Nay, my love. Thranduil must accept Haldir without the knowledge of their baby and his up bringing."
Galadriel turned away from the mirror. "Then all is lost."
~ TBC ~
A/N: Well, Legolas told his father about Haldir and Thranduil didn't take the news too well. Do you think that Haldir will listen and stay away from his prince? Now, to complicate matters Legolas is pregnant. Is that a good or bad thing? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out. Tell me your thoughts and comments. Suggestions are greatly appreciated.
Nemesis ^_~
~oOo@oOo~
Teaser Chapter 6: Confessions are sometimes good for the soul
"I provided an heir. My duty has been fulfilled. You and Arwen can give Ada the grandchildren that I couldn't," Elladan replied. He walked away from his brother trying to keep his tears in check.
The younger twin stared at the retreating figure. "Oh, my brother, what will it take for you love again?"
Elrohir followed his brother thinking. Maybe when they returned to Rivendell that he could ask Erestor or Glorfindel for help. Now as he thought about it where was Glorfindel? He hadn't seen the Balrog slayer since they had arrived. Just as well, he's probably on patrol with the guardians. Elrohir shrugged his shoulders running to catch-up to his twin.
Chapter 5: Thranduil, the King of Mirkwood
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir
Disclaimer: I own nothing so I get nothing
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships, if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
Notes: I would like to thank all of you for the encouraging reviews as well as for the five star rating ^_~ Also, I would like to wish everyone a 'Happy Thanksgiving'! Again, this is not beta-read. So, please excuse any and all typos and mistakes.
~Lady of Legolas: Don't worry about Haldir and Legolas, our main concern is Thranduil. As you and everyone else will find out in this chapter.
/ Thoughts /
{{ Elvish }} still learning. Most with be in English.
:: Mind speak/Telepathy ::
Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
The dinner had ended with twenty and counting marriage proposals and offerings. Legolas sighed again as he was stopped by another maiden. Obviously, his father was taking extreme delight at his suffering. As he was leaving the banquet Thranduil stopped him in the hallway just outside the doors of the Great Hall.
"You do not look happy my son, tell me what is the matter," he asked concern was clearly in his bright blue eyes.
"We need to talk about this, Ada," Legolas said. Praying to the Valar to give him strength to face his father.
"What is there to talk about? As Prince it is your duty to marry and secure our kingdom's future with heirs. I will not always be around my son."
"I have no desire to be bound to someone when my heart belongs to another all ready," Legolas admitted.
Thranduil was surprised by his son's confession then he smiled this was certainly unexpected but most welcomed. He just hoped that it wasn't who he was thinking of, so he phrased his next question carefully. "Why didn't you something before?"
Legolas was starting to pull on his braid. That action alone was enough to warn Thranduil that this was going to give him heart failure.
"You would not have approved my choice, Ada," Legolas lowered his voice.
Thranduil's throat felt dry all of a sudden. "Tell me who the lucky She-Elf is?" he asked dreading the answer.
Legolas cringed but Thranduil didn't notice. "It is Haldir," the prince whispered.
The smiled disappeared from the royal's lips. He looked dazed as the color drained from his youthful face. Even though his son spoke in a hushed tone, Thranduil still heard. "I'm sorry Legolas but I could have sworn that you said, 'Haldir'."
The prince fiddled with his braid. He didn't know what to do with his hands and he definitely didn't want to drawn attention any lower than his face. "Aye, I did."
~*~*~
The guests were mingling about, chattering away about the recent engagement of the Evenstar to the King of Men as well as the Prince of Mirkwood upcoming betrothal.
The Lord and Lady danced with each other ignoring every thing around them. Galadriel's face took on a stern look when her mate bent to kiss her. He knew that familiar look then he and everyone else heard,
"HAALLDDIRRR!!!"
The hall went still. A few tense moments went by when the Marchwarden did not response to his name being called. The double doors swung opened with a bang revealing a very angry Elf lord followed by his sullen son.
Thranduil walked up to Galadriel and Celeborn. They didn't know who looked worse off – Thranduil (who was flustered and turning purple from the lack of air) or Legolas (who looked as if he was going to his funeral.)
::He knows my love:: Galadriel spoke to her husband.
Celeborn forced a smile and acted as if nothing was wrong. Thranduil stood by them waiting to be acknowledged.
The Lord of the Golden wood passionately kiss his wife then address the other royal. "What can we do you Thranduil?" Celeborn asked.
The king spoke ignoring all the eyes that were upon them. "I want to see the Marchwarden immediately."
"Our Captain is on duty and will not be back until the following Monday, Thranduil. Perhaps we can help you," Celeborn said giving his wife a long sided glance.
Galadriel smiled. Lust and desire was swirling in her husband's vivid blue eyes.
"Your *trusted* Marchwarden has been perusing my son and I will not have him interfering with the state of affairs concerning Legolas' future!"
"Maybe we should continue this in. . .private," Celeborn offered.
With a swirl of his emerald robes, Thranduil left with Celeborn on his heels. Galadriel was walking with the Prince. "You told him."
"Aye."
"Don't fret. Haldir will not abandon you. However, it may take some time for your father to realize that you two are destined to be together." Galadriel assured him by giving his hand a comforting squeeze.
"I know but I feel in my heart that Ada will make things difficult."
The Lady sensed his fear yet said nothing. Once inside Celeborn's setting room, Thranduil didn't bother to sit. He paced the floor.
"Please, Thranduil I don't think that the situation cause for you to be upset," Celeborn said after a strained silence.
"Upset?! Celeborn your Marchwarden has turned my son from selecting a decent mate – a female mate. Furthermore, it is prohibited for Mirkwood males to engage in such non-beneficial relationships."
"I don't see anything wrong with Legolas' choice for a potential mate," Celeborn answered.
"Haldir is. . ." Thranduil didn't know how to phrase what he wanted to say without upsetting his friends.
"Haldir is more than an acceptable mate for Legolas," Galadriel said.
Legolas bit his lip. "Ada, perhaps-"
"Not now my son," Thranduil interrupted giving his full attention the Galadhrims totally dismissing what was said. "When Haldir returns from his duties I wish to *discuss* some things with him."
The Elven lord left without allowing Celeborn to comment. Legolas put his head in his trembling hands. The food was not settling well after his father's initial blow up. His stomach lurched as he tried to fight the nausea that been haunting him for the past two months.
Galadriel took charge of her 'son'. She guided him to a softer resting bench where he could lay down. She placed more pillows under his head and covered him with a blanket. Afterwards she summoned a servant to clean the floor and bring some water and fruit to calm his shattered nerves.
Celeborn sat down near them wondering what was going with the prince. The young Elf looked so frightened, and Celeborn would do anything to protect him and just like his wife he considers Legolas as his son as well.
"Legolas?" Galadriel called as she knelt next to him.
"I'm pregnant," he blurted out. "I'm scared. I don't know what to do. Ada will not be pleased when he finds out about this."
"But Legolas you and Haldir have been married for quite awhile, a few centuries if I'm not mistaken. Maybe you should just tell him," Celeborn said.
Legolas shook his head. "Nay, he will not honor our bond."
"Why?" Galadriel asked. Wondering why Thranduil would be this pigheaded.
"He feels that Haldir is not good enough for me."
The Lady cursed to herself. /That damn fool! Status is not always everything. / "Don't worry about your father. Let us handle him. For now I want you to get some rest and I'll get Lord Elrond," Galadriel said as she mothered him.
Legolas' watered eyes widen. "Please I don't want any else to know."
"It's okay. He will not tell anyone about your condition."
Neither royal said anything else. Right now no words could sooth the draught Elven prince. The vision that Galadriel had seen in the mirror has began.
~*~*~
An hour later Lord Elrond was speaking to Galadriel and Celeborn about the prince's pregnancy.
"Legolas is endangering of miscarrying if he remains under constant stress," Elrond explained.
"And what of the child?" Galadriel asked.
"Children."
"Twins?" Celeborn sighed. This was more serious than they had originally thought.
"Yes. Since he and Haldir are together it should be no problem for Legolas to draw strength from him, but you must gave Haldir time off to be with him. I noticed that he is extremely tired when he comes back from patrol."
"We've noticed that as well. Legolas is probably zapping all of Haldir's energy without realizing it," Celeborn replied. Another reason why it took Haldir so long to recover from his injuries that he received at Helm's Deep.
"Legolas needs him close. More than likely his misses Haldir when he's on duty," Elrond offered.
"That would only make sense. What will happen if Thranduil leave taking Legolas with him?" Galadriel asked.
Elrond hesitated. "Haldir will get weak from the separation because of Legolas' need of wanting him close. Should they stay parted for any length of time Haldir will fall unconscious."
The half-Elf stopped there. He didn't need to finish for they knew what would happen if the couple were not brought back together before the birth. Legolas and Haldir would die from their grief of being separated.
"How far along is he?" Galadriel inquired.
"He's all ready showing at just two months," he answered. " "That's why he's wearing his traditional robes."
Elrond simply nodded his head. "Then we must make sure that they stay together," Galadriel said with conviction. She wants to ensure the safety of her 'son's' children. They all ready lost two 'grandchildren' and they are not about to loose any more.
~oOo@oOo~
Four days later, Haldir found himself standing in the middle of the royal guest room. His Lady briefly explained what had transpired in his absence with the Mirkwood king. She did not tell him about his husband's condition. That was for Legolas to tell.
Thranduil had his back toward the Marchwarden. He was looking out the window admiring the Mallorn trees that Caras Galadhon was famous for.
"I don't care what type of lifestyle you led just as long as you do not involve my son," he spoke after making Haldir wait ten minutes.
"With all due respect Your Majesty but that should be Legolas' decision not yours," Haldir retorted not giving into his anger.
Thranduil turned and advance the guardian. "You are a servant to the Lord and Lady. What could you offer my son? Certainly not heirs. You are nothing more than a stress relief for him. Do you honestly think that he would want you as a mate?"
"That is not the point Your Majesty-"
"Yes it is! Legolas will marry as soon as it can be arranged. From this day forward I wan you to reframe yourself from further contact with him."
Haldir opened his mouth to say something else but Thranduil went back to the window rudely dismissing him. Haldir was beyond mad, had he had his bow and quiver he probably would have shot the Elven lord – the bastard!
Haldir didn't feel like dealing with this. He didn't know how he was going to inform his mate of his father's decision. He needed to speak with his Lord and Lady maybe she could help. For now Haldir went home intending to get some much need sleep.
~oOo@oOo~
"He's gong to be stubborn about this," Celeborn said as he looked-up from the sacred water.
"Not if Legolas tells him about the child."
"Nay, my love. Thranduil must accept Haldir without the knowledge of their baby and his up bringing."
Galadriel turned away from the mirror. "Then all is lost."
~ TBC ~
A/N: Well, Legolas told his father about Haldir and Thranduil didn't take the news too well. Do you think that Haldir will listen and stay away from his prince? Now, to complicate matters Legolas is pregnant. Is that a good or bad thing? Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out. Tell me your thoughts and comments. Suggestions are greatly appreciated.
Nemesis ^_~
~oOo@oOo~
Teaser Chapter 6: Confessions are sometimes good for the soul
"I provided an heir. My duty has been fulfilled. You and Arwen can give Ada the grandchildren that I couldn't," Elladan replied. He walked away from his brother trying to keep his tears in check.
The younger twin stared at the retreating figure. "Oh, my brother, what will it take for you love again?"
Elrohir followed his brother thinking. Maybe when they returned to Rivendell that he could ask Erestor or Glorfindel for help. Now as he thought about it where was Glorfindel? He hadn't seen the Balrog slayer since they had arrived. Just as well, he's probably on patrol with the guardians. Elrohir shrugged his shoulders running to catch-up to his twin.