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Note: Thanks for the reviews. Here is the feast in Edoras, so let's begin. Aragorn is kind of drunk in this chapter and his personality is a little bit darker and he can be more outgoing. If it bothers you, let me know.
Aragorn held the cup to his lips, hesitating slightly to toast to the death. He was raised to belief when people died it was there destiny to do so and he always mourned losses not celebrated their sacrifice with a feast held in their honour. He did not do so in the wild when one of his men died and to do so now would be strange but he did so all the same, to honour the people who died under his command.
He looked around the room, trying to find Legolas. He soon found the elf standing beside Gimli and Eomer, apparently drinking ale. At this Aragorn closed his eyes and reopened them, making sure he was correct in what he saw. Yes, it was true, Legolas was drinking ale. Further inquiry proved that a drinking contest was held between all of them.
Aragorn suppressed a chuckle, it was not to hard to think who would win this. He found his gaze drawn to the Legolas when he found the elf looking back at him. A smile crossed the pale face and he winked, before turning his attention back to the thing at hand, Aragorn could not help but his mind made up images of what most of the people would be doing after the feast, what he wished to do with Legolas.
He could already feel his body respond to the waves of heat to spread to his veins, hoping that his face did not show the distress he felt as his lust for the blond elf growing. He started when Eowyn appeared next to him, holding a cup out for him to take. "For you, Aragorn, so that you may find the strength to continue and a loving wife when you take the throne."
Aragorn did not drink, but he did not say anything either, before his manners had him mutter. "I thank you, Eowyn, for your kindness." He then drank deeply, feeling the alcohol fuming the inner fire that had spread through him moments before. He could feel Eowyn's gaze upon him, hoping she might claim him in marriage and in a single fleeting moment it became clear to her if he took her tonight, she would be his forever but she would not understand any of his love for Legolas, while Arwen, Arwen would.
Placing a hand on her arm, he said. "And may you find a good man who might make you happy, Eowyn. A better man then me who can love you with his whole heart and not simply stay with you because duty demands it." He could see tears spring to her eyes while she choked out. "Who is this woman then that has captured your heart so, so that you shall not choice a human queen? You said she sailed, am I not a likely and good partner then? Am I not of enough for you to accept, Aragorn?"
He took her hand and kissed it, saying. "If she has truly sailed, Eowyn, which I do not doubt, I still cannot give you this position. I would be betraying my heart twice, already when I marry Arwen and I would rather die then do so once again. You do not understand, not because you are not bright enough but because you have been raised not to understand. I know you shall find somebody who shall be loyal to you and shall be a worthy mate for you. One that matches your fierce spirit, my lady."
"But I want no other then you..." She cried out. He shushed her with a stern look and said. "I tried to be gentle, Eowyn but I see I cannot be. You shall diminish if you stay with me and I shall be truly unhappy. What you love is an illusion, I am none the man you think I am." He then walked off, lingering with one last look when she spoke to Théoden and then he was gone.
Taking brisk steps towards one of the doors leading outside, he stepped outside in the cold breeze, welcoming it as it cooled off his desires as well. He fingered his pipe when he saw Legolas staring off into the East. His hood was drawn up and Aragorn stopped beside him and the elf said. "Evil stirs in the East. His eye still seeks the Ring, yet he does not know we send it to him, thinking we do not have the courage to do such a thing."
"I should have gone in Frodo's place. He should never have carried this burden alone."
"But he is not alone. His friend is with him and the strength of friendship should not be underestimated." Legolas's tone was harsher but it reached the man and Aragorn nodded, lightning his pipe at the moment Legolas cried, looking him directly in the eye. "He is here."
They both scurried inside, only to find Pippin rolling on the floor holding Saruman's palantir. Aragorn attacked upon instinct and grabbed hold of the Palantir, not knowing what it would do to him.
The weight was crucial and he fell to his knees, struggling to hold onto the ball of fire and make sense of the images that whirled around his mind. He felt two strong hands support him from behind while he continued to hold on. It did not last and soon he fell to his left side, dropping the ball from his hands, not seeing Gandalf rush past him to cover the ball up again, all he knew was the weariness that crashed down upon him as he found himself standing in front of a grave, which grave he did not know but he saw elves grief around him, grief for the name he could not read.
"Aragorn!" A voice pierces his thoughts, willing him back to reality. He relinquishes the hold he had on his thoughts without an added thought and allowed the voice to lead him back to the real world. He slowly became back in his body but did not open his eyes.
He heard many voices calling him, but willed himself to respond to none until a music voice filled with grief pierced the wall he had build, calling him one name he knew he could respond to. "Estel, my Aragorn, wake please, wake up and allow me once more to see your eyes."
Yet what the others did not hear was what Legolas was saying in his mind, were the words that reached Aragorn and eventually roused him. "Estel, my love, wake so that I may see your eyes sparkle with love. Do not forsake this mortal life as of yet, meleth, our time has not yet come and I wish for you to be there and share this with me."
He opened his eyes and found himself staring into the concerned blue eyes of Legolas as the elf shifted to allow Gandalf to take a look at him. The next few moments he allowed the wizard to probe him but withstood his questions and assaults in his mind. He frowned when Gandalf concurred up an image of Arwen in his mind to sooth him and he nearly snarled at the wizard, watching as Gandalf's eyes twinkled underneath his bushy eyebrows before the wizard changed it into one of Legolas and actually grin at him, much like Glorfindel had done when he was a child.
"Is he alright, Gandalf?" Legolas's voice was calm but Aragorn could detect a small form of anguish in it. "Yes, he is fine. Perhaps a bit grumpy, but perhaps you can cure that." Legolas's eyes narrowed, calculating how much the wizard knew.
"Yes, of course, we shall see you all tomorrow then." Legolas gave up on Gandalf, instead hauling Aragorn to his feet and while supporting his friend, he took him with him into the corridor. "Oh, I nearly forgot Legolas, he may be a bit drunk, do not mind him if he is a little bit strange." Gandalf called after them and Legolas nodded smiling when Aragorn growled in protest.
He brushed the door on his way into the room and while settling Aragorn on the bed, he turned to close the door. The man in the mean time had turned to the bed, feeling anger well up within him for a reason he did not know. "Estel…" Legolas began and placed a hand upon Aragorn's arm.
The elf was not prepared for this when Aragorn turned and pushed his lips upon those of Legolas. His legs holding Legolas in place and for one glorious moment the man felt his desires peak before he was pushed on the bed, landing squarely on his back. The next thing he withered underneath Legolas's booted foot upon his chest while the elf spat. "I do not mind a kiss, Aragorn but do not think to take advantage of me, even if you are in a state of arousal."
The man growled and Legolas put more pressure upon his chest, causing Aragorn to exhale loudly. "I do not know what you have been drinking, but I do like that current mood of yours. You can sleep in the hallway as well if you like, or should I put a rope around your neck in fear you might go after one of the females at the feast tonight? Who has given this to you anyway?"
"Eowyn." Aragorn's voice was gruff and Legolas shook his head and continued. "If I remove my foot, you will behave?" Aragorn nodded and Legolas removed his foot, sitting down on the bed and watching the man sit up. Aragorn stared at his hands for a moment before he said. "I wish to apologize, Legolas, I did not mean to this. I did not know what came over me I never had this kind of a reaction to a strong drink before."
"You do not need to apologize, but take cautions. Eowyn does not seem to be the kind of woman to do such a thing but she might have hoped you came to her. I suppose in reality it was a good thing that you desired me and not her. This and holding the palantir has a strange affect on you, Mellon Nin. Do you wish to sleep now? It will clear your mind." Legolas offered light hearted.
Aragorn looked the elf in the face, noticing the slightly bruised lips and he asked. "Did I hurt you, Legolas?" The elf raised his eyebrows but a gentle smile crossed his lips and he answered. "Nay, Aragorn, you have not. Do not worry about me."
"But I do, I wish to return the favour of everything you have done for me. Name anything and I shall do so."
"Anything?" The elf seemed momentarily stunned but then answered. "Fine, just rub my back for me then, if you wish and perhaps it is a wise idea to coax the fire to life, for you shall need its warmth." The elf tossed the man an old crumbled dry piece of paper that Aragorn might use for building up the fire.
Grumbling darkly underneath his breath, Aragorn did as he was asked. Breathing a small sign of relief when the warmth washed over him. He found Legolas look at him with hooded eyes, shielding his thoughts away but something made Aragorn ignore it and he slowly rose, taking small steps towards Legolas who eased himself on the floor before the bed.
Sitting down behind the elf, he hesitated to touch the elf. He started slowly moving his hands around, feeling the firm muscles underneath his hands relax slightly. He frowned and began to move more swiftly, keeping a firm pressure on Legolas's shoulder. Whether by a command that Legolas gave or simply because the elf did not wish to relax, Aragorn did not know.
All he knew was that the drink he had tonight, including the ales and wine he had consumed made him think differently and with a sudden purpose his hands moved down. Legolas did not say anything so Aragorn's hand slid down another notch. When Aragorn allowed his hands to gentle tug at Legolas's tunic, a warning tone entered the elf's voice while he said. "Aragorn…!"
The man grinned and the next thing he had slid himself in Legolas's lap, holding the elf's hands in place with his legs while his own arms slipped around Legolas's neck. The elf cocked his head to the side, asking. "Aragorn, mind if I ask what you are doing?"
"Given into desires that you and I both share." Aragorn's voice slurred slightly, his hands were still wrapped tightly around the elf's neck. The elf raised his eyebrow but Aragorn held a finger to Legolas's lips saying. "Say no more, my dear. Let our lips do the talking."
He lowered his mouth to Legolas, knowing the elf wished to say something but he did not give him the change. Before his lips touched Legolas's, the elf pushed him away, saying. "Aragorn, you are drunk. I smell it on your breath. Come let us go to bed, you need to sleep, my friend before you wake up with a massive headache in the morning that not even Lord Elrond will be able to cure."
When Aragorn did not move Legolas became concerned. "Aragorn?"
"I think I am going to be sick." With those words, the pale looking human dashed to the corner of the room, hanging over the bucket retching while Legolas crawled to his feet and walked over, shaking his head as he went. He placed his hand on Aragorn's back and rubbed slowly, helping the human gain control.
After a while Aragorn sat up and the man slowly said. "I shall never drink again, this I know now. What was in that drink?" His forehead was sweaty and Legolas slowly helped him gain his footing. "I think you have to go to bed, Aragorn, rest shall do you well."
He eased Aragorn down on the bed before removing the man's boots. Aragorn curled himself up with a groan while Legolas dropped a blanket over him. Lying down on the bed next to Aragorn, Legolas turned on his back, trying to find a position he was comfortable in. He cast a look at the human, finding the man lying stiff and rigid with his back facing the elf. He noticed Aragorn had shifted to the far side of the bed and his breathing told him Aragorn was far too exited to be asleep.
"Aragorn?" He whispered.
"Yes?"
"Come and share the rest of the bed with me." Legolas knew that Aragorn was right, desires and lust were one thing but he knew what combined them both, love which they shared for one another and duty that kept them apart, perhaps there was a time when the two could be mingled into one but for now, a another quick look at Aragorn had him confirm his thoughts, sometimes duty could be ignored in a time like this.
Grateful Legolas had suggested it; Aragorn shifted back, his back soon pressed against the elf's chest. He felt an arm encircle his waist as Legolas pulled his back even further, a hand slipped underneath his shirt to rest upon his stomach. "Goodnight, Legolas." Aragorn murmured as weariness overcame him.
Legolas only smiled when Aragorn relaxed in his arms with a content smile. "Arwen might have him for the rest of eternity but for this night he sleeps in my arms and that is something I will always remember."
The next morning found both of them waking up after an easy rest. Aragorn with a groan as the light filtered into the room and Legolas with a smile while the elf leaned over and brushed his lips over those of Aragorn, dipping his tongue into the human's mouth before leaving the room, leaving only a slightly stunned but hopeful Aragorn in his wake.
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