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Aragorn grinned when Eldarion's shout of glee caused Elladan to put his hands against his ears. The elf flashed a returning grin his way before he said. "I think your son is having fun. Elrohir was always good with children." Aragorn looked at the elf. "I named him Eldarion, Elladan."

Elladan smiled at him before he answered. "Son of the Eldar. It fits him. I hope he will enjoy Imladris. The elves still residing there know it is Arwen's son and he will be treated with respect. He shall hear many stories about his mother, Aragorn. Stories you do not even know." Aragorn was once again reminded off how much he did not know about Arwen. "I am sure he does."

Aragorn had dreaded going to Rivendell, too scared for the pain that was sure to be there. The sorrow of the elves was still felt keenly and he regretted being the source of it. The man breathed in deeply when the rode through the courtyard and stopped in front of the steps and he dismounted. He looked around, finding Rivendell has not decayed in all of the years since Elrond had left. He felt Eldarion's hand on his legs as the shyness got the best of the boy.

"And so the lost son returns. It was about time you showed up and presented your son for all of us to see." A bemused voice sounded from the doorway. Aragorn looked up to see Glorfindel leaning against the doorway off the double doors that led inside. The golden elf smiled at him before he walked downstairs to claps each other on the shoulder. They exchanged formalities before Glorfindel drew Aragorn in his embrace roughly. "It is so great to see you returned once more, Estel."

"You did not pass over the sea with Elrond?" Aragorn asked, whispering in the elf's ear. "No, I wish to wait a few more years to make sure everything is secure here. You know how the twins are." Glorfindel pulled away only to crouch down so he could look Eldarion in the eye. "Hello, little one." The golden haired warrior smiled. Eldarion gulped and hid himself behind Aragorn's legs, not used to the intense gazes of the elves.

Aragorn smiled before he gently pushed Eldarion forward and answered. "Ion Nin, meet Lord Glorfindel, he is a good friend of your Ada. Glorfindel, meet Eldarion, my son." The elf smiled once more and extended his hand to the small child. Eldarion did not move and Glorfindel cocked his head. "Perhaps we should try it once more when he is settled in." He rose before he led the way inside.

Aragorn easily lifted Eldarion in his arms and proceeded inside. A smile graced his lips when he found himself in the immense halls once more. It truly felt like home once again. His breathing hitched when he found a painting of Arwen and Elrond hanging in the hallway for all to see. He walked towards it before he softly said to Eldarion, pointing at Arwen as he spoke. "Look, my son. That beautiful lady over there is your mother, Arwen Undomiel."

The boy stared at the painting before he asked. "She small?" Aragorn looked at Eldarion uncomprehendingly before looking back at the painting. He grinned and answered. "Nay, Eldarion. She was about as tall as me." The boy shuddered but did not say any more but his dark eyes continued to study both of the paintings before him. "Who other elf?" He finally asked.

"That is your grandfather, Elrond. He was once lord of this house but he left to pass over the sea some time ago. He took your mother's body with him to the undying lands." Aragorn made sure his voice was even. The reaction Elrond had to his relationship with Legolas still hurt too much. "Many elves passed over the sea while some should have stayed here to enjoy the company of their friends." Glorfindel explained. "Some elves those were very dear to your father."

The stunned king met the seneschal's eyes and found a knowing glance. "I no like them." Eldarion's angry voice startled them both. "Whatever do you mean, ion nin?" Aragorn asked Eldarion. "They went away." The child declared firmly before wiggling free of his father's arms. He then looked at his father and finished. "You go away too. I no like you." Before Aragorn could react Eldarion had rushed away as fast as his little legs could carry him.

The man made a move to go after him but Glorfindel's hand kept him firmly in place. "Do not. Elrohir will calm him down." Aragorn looked once more to the painting. He felt anger well up inside of him before he hissed, releasing himself from Glorfindel's grip. "I try so hard. I try to take care of him in the only way I know how and this is what I get. I should have never come here, I should…"

"What should you, Estel? Try to pass the sea all by yourself in idle hopes of reaching Valinor? To kill yourself and leave not only your son in ruin but also your land? I understand the grief and the pain, I truly do but you know as well as I that no such thing can be done, at least not now." Glorfindel shot back. The Balrog slayer crossed his arms over his chest and stared hard at the younger man before him.

"Why does Eldarion act like this? I thought he would understand. He has too, I cannot be judged by him as well." Aragorn blinked rapidly, trying to blink away the tears. "Estel, we all know the loss was felt more keenly for you, for losing Legolas. The decision Elrond made was not made by his heart. Grief clouded his mind, much like it clouds yours right now. Eldarion knows your heart does not reside here. The light is gone from your face and eyes. They light up when you see your son, but if not for him, what is keeping you here?"

"I do not know. Perhaps I am afraid of what I might find." Aragorn whispered softly. Glorfindel took his hand and guided him to the hall of fire. He pushed Aragorn down in the chair before pouring the man a glass of wine and handed it to him. "Are you afraid that Legolas might not love you any longer? For I can tell you, he will. He will not turn from you or the bond you share with him."

"Were you here when Elrond brought Legolas back with him?" Aragorn asked in a small voice, watching as the elf nodded and took the chair opposed him "Yes, I was. He did not allow Elrond to tend him and the first change he got, he took a horse and left. Elrond caught him and had guards bring him in. I demanded an answer, which I got. I got Elrond's version of course and so I spoke to Elrohir, I set out to find as much information as possible even when Legolas left for Eryn Lasgalen to visit his father."

"Were you there when they brought him back?" Aragorn was enraged but did not utter a word besides the question. "Yes, I was one of the people who found him. He was weakened greatly and the only words he spoke were your name. By the next night he had slipped deep inside himself and could not endure any touch save mine and the twins. Not even Elrond was allowed close to him. When Galadriel arrived it was decided that they would take him over the sea, Elrond held firm in his decision that no word should be send to you. And the rest you know."

"Then why did he do it?" Aragorn asked, tears standing in his eyes. "I do not know, perhaps some kind of revenge for he held your responsible for his daughter's dead. He would have held anybody responsible for her death, it would not have mattered who had stolen her heart, Aragorn and I know that she has been reborn as she shall live happily with another male. I belief it is a father's thing." Glorfindel smiled.

"Why have you never married, Glorfindel?" Aragorn wiped the tears away from his eyes. The elf's eyes sparkled with amusement before he answered. "Elrond never once mentioned for me not to get married, Estel. Or have children on my own but I never wished for a mate. Or ever found anybody who held my heart more then Elrond's family do. A family you are still part of, Estel."

Aragorn had not noticed Elladan had come in. The elf sat down beside him and covered the man's knee with his hand. "Eldarion is well, Estel. He is in the care of Elrohir." The elf spoke quietly before he added. "Perhaps we should discuss this. He said you were leaving him?"

Aragorn looked down at the floor; he still found the bright elven eyes unnerving. "Yes, he did. I do not know why he would say such a thing."

"Perhaps he knew your heart better then you do gwador (brother)." Elladan continued gently, a tender smile crossing his face when Aragorn looked at him with a confused face. "He knows what you truly want, Aragorn. You shall not remain here, he knows this." Aragorn stared at him incomprehensively and the elf sighed before turning himself slightly and saying. "Close your eyes."

Aragorn did as he was asked and he felt Elladan place his own hand over his heart. "What is the first thing that comes to mind?"

"Eldarion." The man answered.

"Good. What is the first place that comes to mind?"

"The undying lands." Aragorn frowned but played along. He could hear chuckles before the elf spoke again. "Where would you rather be now, in the undying lands or with Eldarion?"

"With Eldarion." The man found himself saying without thinking. "Open your eyes. When you tell a lie, your heartbeat will quicken. Now I shall guide you as you repeat the answers but first I shall show you what it means to tell a lie. Place your hand over my heart."

Aragorn did as he as told. "Alright, first I shall tell the truth. I miss Arwen, Adar and Naneth terribly." Aragorn paid close attention to his brother's heartbeat. "And?"

"Nothing." Aragorn answered softly. "Then I shall lie now. Pay attention, it only quickens slightly. "I hate you, Estel and I wish you were not my brother. Or that you had ever met my sister." Aragorn held his breath while his brother's heartbeat quickened ever so slightly. He smiled suddenly, for the truth of Elladan's words made him joyous.

"Then why did you lie to me, Estel?" Elladan asked gently, covering the man's hand with his own. "I did not lie to you, Dan. You know I did not." Aragorn shook his head, not remembering what the elf meant. He could feel the cushions shifting slightly when Glorfindel sat beside him and the seneschal said. "I think what Elladan means, young one, is in reference to what he just taught you. You might not be aware of your lies but your body is."

Aragorn turned to him and asked in a sad voice. "You mean I do not wish to be with Eldarion at all." Glorfindel shook his head and answered. "Nay, I did not say that. You do but there is a place you would rather be, or should I say a person."

"Legolas!" Aragorn breathed, amazed he had not realized sooner. "And that is what Eldarion realized. He knows you want to be here or need to be here but it is not where you wish to be, and that is what matters." Elladan explained. "And I think he wished to apologize." Elrohir's voice sounded from the doorway and the two elves allowed Aragorn to get up.

The man walked with steadier steps then he felt to his son and accepted him from Elrohir's arms. "I am sorry I did not realize sooner, ion nin. I do not love you any less for it. It is just, my heart no longer resides here and I miss Legolas terribly and everyday I wish he was by my side but it is not fair to you, but I try, Eldarion, I truly do." Aragorn chocked the words out, feeling hands all along side his back.

"Ada, I sorry." Eldarion squirmed until he could look his father in the eye. Aragorn smiled and answered. "And I am sorry too, little one. I wish for so many things to be different." He hugged the boy close to his chest. Eldarion in turn wrapped his arms around his father's neck. "I love you." The man was surprised at the full sentence that escaped the boy and he pulled Eldarion away to look the boy in the face. "As I love you, my son."

"As we love all of you." The elves that surrounded them answered and Aragorn felt relief flash through him. He knew he was surrounded in love and he could now return it in kind and this made the young king smile.

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