Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes
After the prince had been gone
for a few, Thranduil cleared his throat “Haldir, worry not, I can honestly say
that most believe Legolas to be older then he is. He is quite mature for his
age, I believe it due to his sightlessness and how he has to cope differently
then others”. Haldir rubbed his temples “Hannon le my lord, yet I hurt him when
I said I would not…though it sheds some light on his reactions earlier”
Thranduil cocked his head “Reactions?” “Nai my lord, when I was…kissing him in
the hallway, I stopped due to thoughts of my station. I began to speak of this
being folly… he is a prince and I am just a march warden…well, he was becoming
hysterical and assumed I was using him and…well, it just makes sense now…he is
only 48…he is just awakening and does not know how to handle the feelings I was
putting him thru”.
Genderel leaned forward “Hear
me march warden, he will be fine. He is frightened that he will not find a mate
due to his difference, just last night he asked me if he was attractive…” the
adviser shook his head “…he has no idea how disturbingly beautiful he is”.
Everyone silently nodded in agreement and Thranduil sighed “And as far as your
station is concerned…those things matter not to me…as long as Legolas finds
someone who truly loves and cares for him, I would be happy”.
A short time later, one of the
servants burst thru the door “My lord! The prince of Mirkwood has been
injured!” Thranduil blanched and looked to Elrond. Everyone quickly followed
the servant out to the courtyard and saw Legolas struggling with 6 sentries as
they attempted to hold him down. Upon closer inspection, Elrond noticed a long
gash from the prince’s right elbow to his wrist. Legolas continued to thrash
“Get off me!” Thranduil rushed to his son “Legolas daro!” The prince instantly
went limp and called out shakily “a…aadaa?”
The guards released him and
Elrond watched as Legolas took his blood soaked hand and trailed it over his
fathers face and yelled “Ada!” and wrapped his arms around his neck. “Shh
ion-nin, they were only holding you down because you were hurt” “I…I know, I
think I fell off a balcony or ledge or…I just remember falling, I was just…I’m
all right now”. Elrond stepped forward “Udun’s arse you’re alright, Thran,
carry him to the healing wing…Elrohir, go fetch him some clean clothes and
Elladan…go prep my trey for stitches”. Legolas swallowed hard “Stitches?”
Arriving at the healing wing,
Thranduil watched as Elladan prepared the trey for his father. Elrond took off
his outer robes and put on one for a healer. Elrohir suddenly whisked thru the
door with a new bundle of the princes clothes, set them aside and began to fill
several bowls with fresh water, then gathered towels.
Legolas took a deep breath and
tried to focus on who was in the room. “Lord Elrond? Who is in the room?”
“Myself, both my sons and your Adar, try to relax…Elrohir, remove the princes
clothes”. Legolas almost choked “Ada? I…” Thranduil looked pleadingly at Elrond
“Old friend, is that truly necessary?” “Nai Thran he is covered in blood, he
must be clean, worry not, my sons are excellent healers, I taught them myself”.
Elrohir leaned into the prince’s ear “Relax Legolas, my brother and I may
flirt, but this is a totally different situation…you are hurt, let us help you”
“Adar, will you please leave?” Thranduil blinked “Ion, I think…” “Nay Adar
saes, I am embarrassed enough”. The Mirkwood king stroked his sons face
“Alright ion-nin…Elrond? I am leaving my only child in your capable hands” then
shot an evil glare to the twins.
As Thranduil left the room and
closed the door, Elladan laughed “My my brother, one would think he did not
like us” Elrohir replied just as sarcastically “Why I do believe you are right
brother”. Elrond frowned “Boys!” The twins returned to there duties as Elrond
turned his focus to a cup. “Legolas, drink this, it will ease the pain and make
you not as tense” Legolas bit his lip “What is it?” “It is an herb, the Eden
smoke it, but I find that with elves, it works well as a tea, not as strong,
but good for relaxing patents”. Legolas downed the herbal draft “Uhgh”. The 3
Peredhils laughed “Legolas? Its Elrohir, my tasks are done, Adar and Elladan
will care for you now. I must go and clean up your Adar”.
Elrohir left the room with a
bowel of water and several small towels. When he entered the hall, he was
rushed upon by the Mirkwood king “Which one are you! Is Legolas all right? Does
he seem frightened?” The younger twin looked to Glorfindel and suddenly
Thranduil was pulled backwards and shoved down on a stone bench. Kneeling in
front of him, the twin smiled “I am Elrohir, nai he will be alright and nay I
think he is far from frightened right now, actually he was giggling when I left
to tend to you”. Elrohir wet the cloth and begun to clean the king of his sons
blood. Thranduil snatched the towel from the twin and proceeded in cleaning
himself “Giggling?” “Nai, the herbal draft my Adar gave him has some side
effects like that, but it is excellent for calming and helping the patient not
focus on the injury or pain”.
Thranduil furrowed his brow
“Your not talking about that ugly weed the mortals smoke are you?” Elrohir
nodded “Nai, it works well in situations like this”. Thranduil shook his head,
threw his arm over Genderel’s shoulder and sighed “Wonderful”.
Elrond kept the prince lightly
drugged, placing him in a healing sleep for 2 days. When Legolas woke, he
listened carefully. Assured that he was alone, he slowly began to feel his
body. Finding himself in a loincloth, he flung the sheet off and felt his arm.
Finding no evidence of injury, the young prince stood, found the wall and came
upon a light robe. Putting it on, he continued along the wall in search of the
door. Once found, he opened it and made to leave when he walked directly into a
body. Startled, he reached up and felt. “Lord Glorfindel?” The Elven lord
grabbed the prince and picked him up. “Wha…put me down! …Lord Glorfindel! Saes
where…” “To midday meal. Forgive my carrying you but it is faster then me
dragging you, and you should not walk too much right now. Besides, it makes me
feel good to be carrying about such a fair young elf in my arms”. Legolas
relented and wrapped his arms around the Belrog slayers neck for support and
thought “Valar…lord Glorfindel is huge!”
As they entered the gathering
hall, Genderel gasped and ran over “Mir-nin!” Glorfindel transferred the prince
to the arms of the waiting adviser. Legolas cuddled close and murmured “Mmm
Naneth Atar”. Genderel rolled his eyes as he placed the prince in the chair
next to his father “Well, he is back to normal I see”.
A week had passed and the
Lorien party departed. Haldir conveyed his apologies to the young prince and
they parted as friends.
Elrond, Glorfindel, Thranduil
and Genderel walked slowly thru the gardens, followed a few yard back by
Legolas. The prince tilted his head and sniffed “Lord Elrond?” “Nai prince
Legolas?” “I can smell that we are close to the stables, would you please point
me in there direction? I wish to visit Randir”. Elrond smiled, took the prince
by the shoulders and turned him about. “Go about 25 steps back, then turn left
and you will come upon the stables. Careful though, there are steps and such”
“Hannon le, you are very kind. I am glad my Adar has renewed his friendship
with you”. Elrond took the princes hand and patted it “As am I Legolas, and
with that renewed friendship, I made 2 more, you and Genderel”. Legolas smiled
“But you already knew Atar from before” “Nai, but only professionally…now go
and visit Randir, I am sure she misses you”.
Elrond rejoined the others and
smiled “You do have a remarkable son Thran. I examined him when he was under, I
could find no flaws in him. His sightlessness is a mystery, even to me…but the
Valar must have their reasons”. A short time later, the stable master ran up
“My lord? I am sorry for disturbing you but…” Elrond nodded “Nai Lirduin?” “My
Lord, the Mirkwood prince…” Thranduil turned “What about my son?” The stable
master bowed, “My lord he just rode off on his horse, I know he is sightless
and was…well, I thought I should inform you”. Thranduil nodded and the elf
nervously left.
Genderel squeezed the kings
hand “Thran, this is not Mirkwood, Randir will be unfamiliar with her
surroundings” “True, let us give them till evening meal, if they have not returned,
we will send Sirith out to find him again”. Elrond smiled “Again?” Thranduil
rolled his eyes and relayed the incident with Eomer. Glorfindel burst out
laughing, “His first kiss was from Eomer? Oh Thran you must have been overly
thrilled!” he chuckled sarcastically. Thranduil narrowed his eyes “You sound as
though you know this adan” “Nai, since he was a young boy. I have had to
interact with many from Rohan, he always seemed to find me when I was there,
even as an adult”. Thranduil scowled “Well he touched Legolas’s ears, had he
known what kind of effect that would have on him?” Glorfindel snorted “Oh Nai,
he knows a great deal about elves, he would listen to my tales about our kind
for hours…he never tired of them. But worry not Thran, Eomer is an honorable
adan, he would never have hurt Legolas”.
The prince could feel Randir
slow a bit and put her into a walk. “Sorry Randir, when you come upon a restful
area with water just stop alright?” After a few, Legolas could here water and
smiled as Randir stopped. Dismounting, the prince found a tree, sat, leaned
back and listened to the birds singing, the trees whispering welcome and Randir
stomping around in the water. A short time later, Legolas sat bolt-upright
“Ahh! Nay!” The prince stood and whimpered “Oh…Adar is going to kill me,
Randir?” His loving horse walked up beside him “Why did you not wake me…it is
night is it not?” Randir lurched her head “Do…do you remember the way back?”
The mare swayed her head side to side. Legolas slumped his head forward, shook
it and groaned “Adar will never let me out alone again”.
TBC……………….
Translations:
Adan/Edain--------------------Man/Men
Mir-nin------------------------My
jewel
Peredhil-----------------------Half-elven
Nai----------------------------Yes
Saes---------------------------Please
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