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Princes Three: The Beginning	By : nuwing Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 19708 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

"Hurry up!," Elrohir hissed quietly. "�Dan! �Las! If you two do not hasten, we will be discovered, and all our planning will be in vain."
Struggling with the heavy-laden baskets they bore, Elladan and Legolas glared at the elf-knight in exasperation. "We are not beasts of burden, t�ren ," the elder twin said. "More loads made lighter would have better served us, I wager."
"Aye, they would have, indeed," Glorfindel agreed heartily, stopping to get a better grip on the crates of vintage wine he carried. "And more strong backs would have aided us, also."
"Too much risk," the elf-knight replied, shaking his head firmly. "The more times we must venture to the clearing, the more likely it becomes that Ada will take notice of our activities. Even Erestor can manufacture only so much distraction. And I do not wish to share our plans with any others �til all is prepared."
As Elrohir finished speaking, the weary elves emerged from the tree-lined path into a large hollow. Surrounded on all sides by towering evergreens, it seemed an outdoor room, open to the sky, the floor of smooth -shorn grass. A small creek ran at one edge of the space, the murmur of its flow lending a restful air to the hollow. In the center of the clearing a huge bonfire had been laid, waiting only to be lit.
Legolas and Elladan gratefully laid down their burdens, stretching tight muscles in relief. "Not one of us will be able to move by feast time, �less we take a hot bath soon," the woodland prince predicted, wincing as he rolled his tired shoulders. "I have oft� been less exhausted by orch-raids than by your picnic preparations, rohir n�n."
Throwing down his own light but bulky cargo of ground-cloths and pillows, Elrohir grinned at the archer, then said teasingly, "Mayhap you are losing your strength from too much soft living, �Las. We shall have to take you back into the wilds to recondition, hmm?"
"Brave words, gwadoren," Legolas returned with a snort. "I wager I could take you down even now, though I have lugged many stone-weight of foodstuffs, while you carried but a pile of woven goods."
"But I have carried the weight of my plan, anor n�n," the younger twin countered good-naturedly. "Let us prepare our site, then we should all have time for the needed soaking ere the evening begins."
"Aye," Elladan agreed, nudging the reclining balrog slayer with the toe of his boot. "Let us get started, before we lose Glorfindel to reverie."
"I am merely gathering my strength, pen neth," the elder elf said with a grin, rising easily to his feet. "I will anchor the wine crates in the stream to cool. Bring the crocks of meats and cheeses, also."
Obediently following Glorfindel, the three younger elves unpacked the overflowing baskets, separating the contents according to type. The perishables they plunged into the icy stream to keep cool. The other food was recovered carefully, and the baskets hung on the surrounding trees.
Legolas shook his head in amazement. "I can not quite take in the idea of leaving food unattended in a tree. In Taur-na-Fuin, it would be spider-prize in mere minutes."
Glorfindel nodded understandingly. " Taur-na-Fuin is a great and wild place, ernilen," he said. "This is a glade well within the bounds of Imladris. No evil comes here."
"Aye, that is so," Elladan said, stretching up to hang the last of the baskets. "But many wild things call this tree stand home, thus we must hang and cover it all, �less our feast be lost to rabbits, deer and squirrels."
Elrohir looked around the glade, assuring himself that all was prepared. Frowning thoughtfully, he mused, "We may have need of light other than the center fire, I deem."
"What excellent luck, then, that your party includes a wood-elf," Legolas teased. "I shall find you some torches straight way." Striding to the edge of the surrounding tree band, the prince carefully chose six fallen branches. Taking a small knife from his boot, he quickly fashioned the torches, expertly cutting the top of each piece into a fringe of strips, which stood like a waterspout from the end of the length of wood. As the others watched, awed by the transformation from limb to light source, he finished each torch with a sharp spike, to allow it to be pushed easily into the ground.
"I told you he would come in handy, �Dan," the elf-knight said with a smirk. "And you thought he was just fair to see."
"I still think he is fair to see, t�ren ," Elladan answered, dropping a kiss on the archer�s head as he finished the torches. "But I have to agree, he has other skills."
"Wood-elves have many skills," Legolas declared with a wicked grin, his eyes sparkling. "We live so close to nature, you know�ruled by primal instinct, following our barbaric urges��tis a wonder you feel safe enough to rest, with me around."
"Mayhap we should look into these primal instincts, anor n�n," the elder twin purred, slipping his arms around the prince�s waist, nuzzling the ivory neck. " �Twould be a shame to let such an opportunity for cultural sharing go by unused�"
"Elladan," Glorfindel interrupted wryly, "You have done enough cultural sharing in your two millennia for an elf many times your years. Just now we need to get back to the manor, pen neth, ere Elrond notices our absence."
"Aye, " Elrohir agreed with a grin, "We do at that. Tough luck, �Dan. We will need to make haste to assure time for our soak. Will you join us in the pools by the falls, Glorfindel?"
Looking critically at the three princes, Glorfindel said, "Only if you vow to keep your hands to yourself, youngling. I am far too old to blush, but it is disconcerting to watch an elf whose diaper you changed indulge himself with his lovers."
Elladan opened his mouth, an evil gleam in his eye, and was promptly silenced by the balrog slayer, whose face was unusually stern. "Do not even amuse yourself with the thought of saying it, ernil neth. You are not yet old enough to bandy that kind of joke with me."
Legolas looked at the elder in surprise, wondering what could have drawn such a response from the usually affable seneschal.
Chastened, the elder twin replied humbly, "Aye, I know. I am sorry, mellonen. I was playing, but even in mirth�please, forgive me."
"�Tis alright, " the golden elder responded warmly, squeezing the younger elf�s arm. "And I believe I will indeed bathe with you, if Erestor is willing to join us."
"That is a wonderful idea, Glorfindel," Elrohir said suddenly. "Perchance Ada will come, also. We could send the kitchen staff to begin the roasting of the meats while we soak. Let us go invite them both."
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Leaning back in the warm water gratefully, Elrond let out a satisfied sigh. "This was an excellent idea, Elrohir," he said, turning his gaze to the younger twin. "It has been long since we all found time to visit these pools together."
"Indeed it has, Ada," the elf-knight replied, his eyes twinkling. "When I last bathed here, in fact, the pools were nearly empty," he continued innocently, his amused glance straying to Legolas, who sat beside him.
The woodland prince flushed becomingly, then buried his hot face in Elladan�s neck, wishing heartily that the ebony hair were free of its braid, so he could hide more effectively. Annoyed with himself, he wondered exactly how old Glorfindel had been, anyway, when he became too old to blush.
The elder twin turned a frown on his brother, then placed a protective arm around Legolas. Elrohir gave a sheepish shrug, and patted the archer�s shoulder. Smothering a smile, Elrond watched his sons unobtrusively. It appeared that Elladan was the peacemaker-protector of the triad�much as he himself had been with Elros. Shaking his head to dispel the wave of sadness that overcame him at the thought of his lost twin, the Peredhel lord turned to Erestor and Glorfindel, who were also watching the three younger elves with amusement.
"It is a good match, h�ren ," Erestor said softly, his indigo eyes glowing in the filtered sunlight. "He will be good for both of them."
"Aye, he will," Elrond agreed in a low voice. "I fear Thranduil may feel they are not good for him, however. Not everyone understands the nuances of a twin-bond."
"Thranduil will accept it if Legolas is happy, meldir," Glorfindel said with conviction. Glancing at the princes, he grinned widely and went on, "And I don�t think that is in question just now."
Following the seneschal�s gaze, Elrond and Erestor snickered in amusement. Legolas had Elrohir held fast, the raven-dark braid wrapped around the archer�s right hand. With his other hand he tickled the elf-knight mercilessly, until the dark elf was sputtering with laughter, tears streaming. "Enough!", he gasped helplessly. "I give! I give! I am sorry."
"Now that was not so difficult, was it �Roh?", Legolas asked sweetly, releasing the other�s hair. "I forgive you."
Regaining his breath, Elrohir turned a mock glare on Elladan. "Just whose side are you on, t�ren ?", he queried. "I could have done with your aid."
The elder twin grinned cheekily and replied, "I am on the side of truth and justice, rohir n�n. Where you are seldom found."
Chuckling, Glorfindel stretched and said, "As enjoyable as this is, �tis time to think of dressing. If we go now, we will have time for a walk before dinner."
With a covert wink at the twins, Erestor chimed in, "That is an excellent idea, meleth-nin. We could go for a stroll through the trees. The exercise will relax you, Elrond."
"It may, at that," the Imladrian lord agreed, to the surprise of all present. "Will you join us?", he asked the three princes as he rose gracefully from the pool.
"Nay, I think not Ada," Elladan answered. "We have already had our exercise for the day, and then some. We will dress shortly, and see you at dinner."
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By the time the trio dressed and hurried back to the clearing, it had been transformed. The sun was sinking below the horizon, and the hollow was aflicker with its last golden rays. The center bonfire had been lit, and the delicious aroma of roasting meats filled the air. The torches stood ready, evenly place around the glade. Great platters of cheese, breads and fruits were spread on makeshift tables. Wine stood ready to be poured, and the wealth of ground-cloths and soft pillows had been spread in luxurious piles around the clearing. A small but efficient party of servants sped about, putting on last minute touches.
"Very nice, rohir n�n," Elladan said fondly, giving his twin a quick hug. "Ada will be pleased, I wager."
"Aye, he will," Legolas agreed. "�Tis perfect. Absolutely perfect."
Reassured, Elrohir squeezed both his lovers tightly. "I hope so. I hope he is pleased enough to forget I deceived him, and told the servants to ignore his instructions." Then, breaking into a grin, he said "The real perfection here is the three of us, of course. Are we not incredible tonight?"
Elladan chuckled, then replied, "Though my well-known modesty prevents me from pronouncing myself �incredible�, �Roh, I will agree that, taken as a package, we are far more than passing fair tonight."
Legolas snorted rudely. "Your well-known modesty, �Dan? I will grant you that some of your more spectacular traits are discussed all over Elvendom, but I have yet to find �modesty� on the list."

Looking down at his own clothing, he sighed. "I am not sure this is a good idea. 'Tis tantamount to proclaiming our relationship from the rooftops."
"Does that bother you, anor n�n?", Elrohir asked seriously. "Are you ashamed of us?
"Of course not, melethen," the woodland prince insisted, pressing a kiss to the elf-knight�s cheek. "'Tis just that�well, I feel awkward announcing it so strongly. Public display is not the norm in the Wood."
"But you are ours, anor n�n," Elladan said quietly, "And we are yours. I would have that made abundantly clear to everyone here, and in the other realms, as well."
"Well, we have certainly done that in Imladris these past days, at any rate, el n�n, " Legolas teased with a smile, brushing a chaste kiss on the elder twin�s neck. "I am anxious regarding the reaction of your adar to our garments. Mayhap he does not wish for a set of three."
"Nay, he will be pleased," Elrohir reassured the prince. "Glorfindel and Erestor, also. They are very fond of you, �Las."
"�Dan," Legolas said, his thoughts diverted by the mention of the seneschal, "What happened with Glorfindel earlier, when we were arranging the supplies? I have never seen him so stern with one of you."
Looking uncomfortable, Elladan replied, "I was set to make an inappropriate jest, melethen, and he foresaw my intent. �Twas but a whisper of Glorfindel�s temper aroused. He is not to be toyed with, or defied."
"But what quip could be so base as to cause such a reaction as that?" the prince probed curiously. "He was ominous to behold."
Glancing uncertainly at Elrohir, the elder twin received a slight nod, and felt a reassuring touch in his mind.

�Tis alright, t�ren . Tell him. Glorfindel will not be angered at his knowing.

"You recall that he made a jest about changing our diapers?", Elladan asked, watching Legolas closely. When the prince nodded, he continued, "Glorfindel did much for us, gwadoren. He was our tutor in many things�archery, sword-play�bed-play." Touching the left side of his own chest, the dark elf smiled slightly at the dawning amazement in the archer�s eyes. "This ring is for him, �Las. Glorfindel was our first."
"Together?", Legolas practically squeaked. "You had your majority rites together? With Glorfindel?"
Drawing a calming breath, the prince grinned. "I wish I could have been a spider on that wall, mellynen."
Elrohir snickered. "You were but a thought in Thranduil�s fevered brain then, meleth dithen." Becoming serious, he said, "Our initiation is not a matter for mirth to Glorfindel, not yet. To one who has lived through the ages, it was not so long ago. He was reluctant, I think, but adar chose him, because he had experience with a triad, though not a twin-bond."
Sensing the question in the prince�s mind, Elladan shook his head. "Nay, he did not see us together, anor n�n. Ada told us what to expect, but felt none should watch our fusing lest we willed it. Glorfindel was vastly relieved, I deem."
"He would be aghast if he knew what�", Legolas began, but was interrupted by a breathless servant, who bowed respectfully to all three, before turning to the younger twin. "Pardon me, Prince Elrohir, but the Lord Elrond approaches."
The twins, moving quickly- and pulling a reluctant Legolas with them- went to stand near the hollow�s entrance. As Elrond approached with Glorfindel and Erestor, he could be heard fretting over the smell of smoke. As the three elder elves emerged into the clearing, the Lord of Imladris stopped abruptly, his words forgotten, his eyes wide in amazement. The bonfire burned cheerfully in the center of the glade, the smell of roasting meats enticing. A modest group of his household and favorite guests milled about, entranced by the beauty of the clearing. The stream bubbled merrily, its sound a soothing backdrop to the informal gathering.
His gaze settled on his sons, who stood by smiling brilliantly, their prince tucked securely between them. "This is your doing, I assume?", Elrond asked with a smile, pulling each in turn into a warm embrace, ending with a flustered Legolas.
"�Twas �Roh�s idea, Ada," Elladan answered, grinning at his beaming brother.
Glorfindel chuckled. "Aye, �twas Elrohir�s idea, but our backs, hmm, Prince Legolas? The three of you seem to have recovered nicely, though." Turning to Elrond, he said, "They are all especially presentable tonight, don�t you agree, mellonen?"
Elrond stepped back and looked the trio over intently, taking in all the nuances of their costumes. His sons were dressed identically in black, the starkness relieved only by the glow of emerald green under-tunics. A single oak leaf, worked in strands of mithril and gold thread, shone at neck of each silky shirt. Their midnight-dark hair was bound in side braids, glinting with beads of mithril or blue.
The Prince of Taur-na-Fuin also wore black leggings, but his tunic was of deep emerald green, and his under-tunic was of a brilliant royal blue, embroidered at the neck with a six-point star in strands of mithril thread. His pale golden hair was pulled into side braids, each decorated with beads of mithril and lapis lazuli.
"Aye, they look very fine indeed, Glorfindel," the Peredhel lord answered with a smile. "A matched set of sorts, would you say?"
Erestor smiled kindly at Legolas, then turned a teasing grin on the twins. "You are all very easy on the eye. But �tis a good thing you can exchange clothes, or the effect would have been harder to manage, I wager."
Elrohir grinned and replied, "We did take that into account before falling for him, didn�t we �Dan?"
"Of course," Elladan teased, slipping an arm around the woodland prince. "Why settle for just a lover, when you can have a new wardrobe, too?"
"You will notice that I acquired at least one-and-a-half wardrobes, and two lovers, so I clearly won," Legolas said, arching a golden eyebrow, "Even though there are a lot of duplicates, I fear. Mayhap I should weed them out."
Glorfindel burst into laughter as the twins turned astonished glances on the prince. "I think you have chosen well, indeed," the balrog slayer said with a smirk. "�Tis not just anyone who can render the two of you speechless."
With that, the three elder elves moved on into the clearing to mingle with the guests in the informal atmosphere. Breathing a sigh of relief at Elrond�s pleased reaction to the surprise picnic, Elrohir turned to his lovers. "Come, let us find three glasses of wine, ere all the best is gone."
"I snatched us a bottle, t�ren , of the best Glorfindel brought out. I decided as the party originators, we were entitled to it," Elladan said with a smile. "Go find us three glasses, and �Las and I will claim a blanket."
"I will," the elf-knight replied with a grin, "But remember, this is a public event. Be so kind as to remain upright on our blanket."
"But of course, rohir n�n," the elder twin answered innocently, his eyes wide. As Elrohir walked away in search of glasses, Elladan lowered his voice and teased, "There is much to be said for an upright position, eh, anor n�n? Why just last night you�"
"�Dan," Legolas whispered warningly, "Don�t you dare! I do not wish to spend the evening with my face flaming." Heading for a blanket, the prince dropped gracefully to the ground, and held out his hand, a grin on his fair face. "You may sit beside me, however�if you are good."
Lowering himself to the ground, Elladan laughed softly, then leaned over and nipped a sensitive ear, causing Legolas to shudder. "I am always quite good, as you well know, melethen," he purred wickedly, flicking his tongue over the pointed tip.
Elrohir cleared his throat loudly, catching the attention of several nearby guests. "Here are our glasses. I see we have found a blanket that is suitable, hmm?"
Elladan looked up at his twin, grey eyes sparkling. "Aye, �Roh, this spot is very suitable indeed. Join us, t�ren ." As the elf-knight dropped to the ground, his twin went on, "The evening could use a little wine, I think. �Las is very tense."
"I am not tense," Legolas hissed quietly, "But I will be lonely tonight, with the two of you locked out of the bed-chamber, if you do not STOP RIGHT NOW!"
"That is a threat I take seriously indeed, as we have only three more nights �til the feasting ends, anor n�n," Elladan gasped, hand over his chest in mock horror. "I will cease my cruel ways�for a kiss."
"And what of me, anor n�n?", Elrohir asked pitifully, trying to hand the prince a filled wineglass. "I have done nothing. Do I not get a kiss for my good behavior?"
"Hold these," the archer ordered, pressing his own glass back at Elrohir, then snatching the elder twin's wine, handing it to the surprised elf-knight, also. Without warning Legolas moved astride Elladan�s thighs, and captured the surprised elf�s mouth in a fierce kiss, pushing his tongue into the slick warmth, nibbling gently on the eagerly responding lips. Audible murmurs arose from surrounding revelers, but were quickly quelled by a dark glance from Elrohir.
When need for air forced then apart, the prince smiled sweetly, and said "Now, el n�n, you have had your kiss. You are to be on your best behavior for the rest of the evening, hmm? And maybe there will be more?"
Transferring the three glasses of wine to the panting elf�s hands, Legolas repeated his ministrations on Elrohir, who looked at him in amazement. "Now you want me to be behave? After what you just did to me? You are a vicious elf, Legolas. A very vicious elf."
"Aye, I am," the woodland prince replied with a smirk. "Finish your wine, and let us find your ada and eat with him, hmm?"
Picking up the precious bottle of wine, Elladan stood. "We will take this with us," he said with a smile. "The sooner we eat, the sooner we can leave."
Legolas grinned wickedly at the eldest twin. "My thoughts, exactly, melethen."
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Elvish Translations:

t�ren - my brother

orch - orc

anor n�n - my sun

rohir n�n - my knight

pen neth - young one

Taur-na-Fuin - Mirkwood (wood of nightshade)

ernilen - my prince

ernil neth - young prince

mellonen - my friend

Ada, Adar - Dad, Father

h�ren - my lord

meldir - male friend

gwadoren - my sworn brother

meleth dithen � little love

peredhel - half elven

el n�n - my star

melethen - my love

mellynen � my friends
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