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Chapter 48

Thranduil POV

He was livered. Who dare interrupt his private time?

He let the anger show on his face after he had to let go of his pregnant wife's hand to deal with the disturber of the peace.

He strides were quick and he pulled the door open before stepping through.

"What is the meaning of this? Is my wife, your Queen, not entitled to her rest?"

The dark haired elf seemed to recoil slightly at the icy tone of his King, but did not step away or stutter when he spoke.

"I'm sorry to disturb you and the Queen, My King, truly, but there seems to be something wrong with the prisoners."

"Why isn't Eldrin taking care of it? It is his job as the prison warden, is it not?"

"Ahhh yes, My King. However, it also appears that Lord Galion has called a council meeting to discuss the particulars behind Lord Neldor's arrest."

"Captain Feren did not adequately explain the situation?"

"On the contrary, he went into great detail, but his lordship was not convinced. He has called a meeting to be held immediately due to the extraneous circumstances and Captain Feren has been asked to step in Lord Neldor's place as councilman."

This was the very last thing Thranduil wanted to do. He wanted to stay with his wife and care for her. Tuck her small body into his and make her feel safe and protected as her body recovered. Look her In the eye and assure her that yes, he was happy about the baby.

But that would have to wait. But by the valar he would make it known that he wasn't pleased with this decision.

Without a word, he took off down the hallway to the prison first and then to the council room where he hoped to wrap this whole debacle up within the hour.

…

Unfortunately the mess took longer to deal with than expected, however he had to admit that having Mithrandir in the meeting had been beneficial to his cause, having been a key witness to Neldor's confession.

He was tired and all he wanted was to curl up with his wife and sleep undisturbed. Opening the door to the private room in the healing halls, he was surprised to find it empty and unslept in.

Where was she?

He had just retreated out of the door when he heard a female elf call out to him.

"She isn't there My King."

He turned to the head healer that seemed to have a magical touch, who jumped in before he could respond.

"If you venture to your son's room, I believe you'll also find your wife."

Of course. With Legolas. If she couldn't be with him, and she didn't want to be alone, he was the other elf she would naturally look for.

"Thank you Melui."

With that he turned back towards the royal wing of the Palace, grateful that there were no other elves wandering the corridors.

It did not take long for him to find himself face to face with the cream and gold door that belonged to his son's chamber. Taking a step forward, he eased the door open, stepped through and shut it quietly behind him.

He padded silently into the bedroom and the image before him made his heart melt just a little.

Both lying on their side and faces to him, Evie's body was curled protectively around Legolas', their chest rising and falling evenly as they slept.

His family. Whole and safe once more.

Removing his outer garments and his boots, the King shifted the bed covers to slide in behind the red head and breathed in the lavender scent that rose from her now clean skin.

He let all the troubles fade away and enjoyed the moment, as he too, gave in to let his body rest.

Evie POV

A blissful dreamless sleep had Evie feeling restored, but her growling belly made her flick open her bright green eyes. When was the last time she had eaten a proper meal? Days ago.

Her first sight was of the platinum haired elfling she had curled up with in the middle of the night. She smiled at the memory of him waking to find her in his bed. He had been overjoyed to see her, hugging her with all his strength and making her promise never to go away again, for things had been dreadfully dull without her and hid Ada.

She then became aware of the weight of a male arm draped over her waist, curled to draw her closer to the warm chest behind her. She inhaled the scent and knew exactly who it was. Thranduil. He had found her afterall.

As much as she wanted to stay nestled between her two favourite elves, her impatient stomach had other plans and made another loud demand to be filled.

The sound must have woken up the little elfling because she heard a distinctly childish giggle coming from the bed covers. She did realise quite how much she had missed that sound, so full of delight.

She reached out and proceeded to tickle the little body, resulting in a little elf that wriggled desperately to get away and couldn't stop laughing.

She gave Legolas a moment reprieve and wasn't surprised when he quickly darted off the bed in a fit of giggles.

Evie tried to get up and follow him, but that male arm secured her tighter against it's owner, who had evidently been woken by the noise.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To capture your son. It's a tickle war Thranduil."

"Hmmm I think I'd rather you stay right here."

"Convince me to stay then?"

She felt his large hand brush her wild curls away from the back of her neck and place soft kisses there in response and she felt her resolve fading. She was unashamed that she had miss him and the intimacy the shared together.

They were interrupted by a knock on the outer chamber door that they heard Legolas go and answer.

"Good Morning My Prince."

"Morning Amos. What are you doing here?"

"I heard a rumour that our beloved Queen had returned and I'm under orders to deliver breakfast."

"Your timing is good, for Naneth's tummy has been growling all morning."

"Well, we must fix that. May I bring the food in?"

"Yes."

Hearing the voice of one of her closest friends in the elven kingdom made Evie smile, so she left a kiss on her husband's hand and then slipped out of his hold, donned her robe from the night before and went to enter the main room.

She was greeted by a wide smile from the head chef and engulfed in warm hug that made her feel loved. When the dark haired elf let go, he took her hand drew her towards an armchair.

"Sit, my beautiful Queen, so I have prepared a magnificent feast for you. Oats, muffins, toast, eggs, tea and your favourite, strawberry tarts."

"Amos, they aren't for breakfast!"

"Who said we can't change the rules? I certainly think you deserve them. Anyway, I must be off, the food will not cook itself and I can't leave it to the other fools in the kitchen. Glad to have you back and if you want anything, just let me know. Good day My Prince"

With that, Amos gave her and Legolas a formal bow with a cheeky smile on his face and then left.

Evie didn't waste time digging into the delicious food and pouring herself a cup of steaming tea. She encouraged Legolas to help her eat it and it wasn't long before they were by the Elvenking himself too and between all of them they managed to polish off all the food.

She had delighted in the relaxed atmosphere over breakfast with Thranduil and Legolas, both of them relaxed and happy to altogether again, sharing stories of their time apart. It made the red headed woman realise that there would come a time that she would also have to share her story with everyone. Telling Thranduil was fine, but it was the thought of everyone else that made her nervous.

Stretching her body out, Evie stood and went to cuddle Legolas and pepper kisses on his head.

"I'm going to bathe and dress for the day. I promise we can spend the day together, what do you think?"

"Yes please Naneth. Ada too?"

They both looked at the Elf King focused on them then and were pleased with his answer.

"Yes. A day together is just what we need."

"It's settled then."

With one last kiss for the elfling, Evie rose to her feet and made for the door, only to be stopped when a tall male elf stepped in her path, taking her hand gently and placing a kiss on the back of it like her had done so many times before.

"I'll escort you, My Queen."

"Why thank you, My King."

And so the two left the Prince to dress and plan their family activities and strolled towards their own chamber.

They dis not speak, but rather enjoyed the comfortable silence, each focused on their own thoughts, and as they were in the royal wing, they did not come across any elven courtiers to detain them.

Evie was glad when they reached their chamber, her cheeks growing hot when she heard Thranduil instruct the guards that they were not to be disturbed, for she could feel his growing desire. Though, she knew he would never push her for something she wasn't willing to give.

Walking into the bathing room, she let the water run, pouring scented oils into the pool and letting their fragrance drift up with the steam.

She moved to undo the tie on the robe around her waist, but was stopped when Thranduil stepped up behind her and un did the tie with his own hands, then brushing the material from her shoulders so it pooled at their bare feet.

Only when the lace chemise dropped to the ground did she feel the full effect of his perfectly toned naked body against her own, his hands leaving hot trails over her body as they reacquainted themselves.

She turned to face him and stretched on her tippy toes to kiss him, his arms immediately folding around her body to support her.

When the broke apart, she looked up and into his bright blue eyes, a tear leaving her eyes and leaving it's mark down her cheek.

"I have so much to tell you…"

His large warm hands cupped her face and brushed away the tears with gentleness.

"Shhh. There is time to speak of that later. Right now, you are the only thing that matters to me."

She couldn't speak but nodded her head, letting him lead their private dance in a passionate kiss that took her breath away.

He did not break the kiss when he lifted her, her legs automatically wrapping around his hips, and stepped into the warm water waiting for them.

She sighed into the kiss, having missed his warmth and the love that always radiated from their shared bond.

Evie straddled his legs when he sat on the ledge in the large pool, her hands tangling in his silky hair, while his moved to caress her breasts, her body heating up when he brushed over the hardened nipples.

He kissed her deeply and then moved to trail kisses over her neck and other piece of creamy skim he could reach with his lips. Her legs spread wider when she felt one of his hands venture south, at first just teasing her sensitive nub with light touches, but a loud gasp coming out of her mouth when he inserted a finger into her already wet core.

All thoughts were now thoroughly dispersed from her mind expect his magical hands and the way they made her body come alive.

She ground her pelvis into his hand, desperate to find the friction she was craving. He responded to this behaviour by removing his hands momentarily, relishing in the disappointed mewling come from her so much that he chuckled.

"Patience my love. The best is yet to come."

"Screw that. I want you now."

"As you wish."

And with that he promptly lifted her body so that she could then lower herself slowly on his hard cock, both of them hissing in pleasure at the feeling of him filling her completely, the position also allowing her to take him deeper.

His hands held on to her hips as she gently rocked up and down the length of him, building pleasure every minute that went by.

When Evie's pace began to quicken, she felt her beloved elf gently resume teasing her nub once more, the sensations enough to make her let go and ride the wave of sexual pleasure, her internal wall convulsions causing Thranduil to quickly follow her.

Once both had come back down from the high, Evie kissed her elf once more and then rested her forehead against his.

I love you.

His response was instant.

You are the most precious jewel life could ever offer me. And I am ever so grateful that you carry our child.

In that moment, she could feel their bond renewed by their lovemaking and she loved him more than ever. Thanking her lucky stars for finding him.

The bliss of being reunited stayed with them all day as they later joined Legolas for some frivolous fun.

All the duties and responsibilities could wait until tomorrow.

A/N: Say it with me "AWWWWWWWWWW"

Seriously Thranduil & Evie are such a fun couple to write. So much love between them. This is a side of him only she gets to see.

So the questions is: What happens next? Probs need to deal with the prisoners next. Trials? yes or no? or just sentencing? i think an elf will kick up a fuss about Neldor because he is, or was, a senior member of the elven council. But Luke is interesting. I don't think they can both have the same fate.