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Obedience to a king	By : lovinghimonly Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 4835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own LotR, The Hobbit, or any other Tolkien world. The story is meant only for entertainment purposes, not money. English is not my native tongue. Please excuse errors. Constructive criticism is most welcome.

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The king sat motionless in his chair. Only his chest raised slightly by his shallow breathing. Thranduil's eyes wandered to his son's, which looked at him questioningly. Elrond noticed the king's reaction and straightened his posture "Now tell me, what are you planning to do about the situation with Erebor"? Thranduil's eyes rushed back to Elrond's and the king's expression was confused. Elrond clarified his previous words because the king seemed confused "The dwarfs! The constant problem at your doorstep"? Thranduil drew a deep breath and released his tensed body from its pressure. Elrond had spoken about the dwarfs! He had thought that he knew about his relationship with Baineth. Thranduil leaned back in his chair and took his goblet, cooling his heated body with a large gulp of wine "Nothing". The flat and cold reply of the king caused Elrond to lift his brows "Why have you not informed me about the trouble between the citizens of Dale and the dwarfs"? Thranduil arched a brow at him "Why should I? This is non of our concern". Elrond was greatly surprised by the king's reaction "It's non of our concern? Perhaps not mine, but it is definitely yours. You have an allegiance with Dale's citizens and they will call upon your help soon, if you will not go there now". Thranduil rolled his eyes in annoyance "I don't care about them". Elrond leaned back and watched the king with concern "You have changed again. And not for the better". The king stared daggers into Elrond, but that did not matter to him. "We will have to ride to Dale to make sure that peace will continue. And when I say we, that means you and I". Thranduil poured himself more wine and thought about the situation. He knew that he had to ride to Dale. In fact he should have done so weeks ago. But he was reluctant to leave Baineth behind, now more than ever. The fact that he could not have her under his personal supervision all day long, disturbed him greatly. Could he leave her behind for a few days? Or maybe even for an entire week? The stubbornness of the dwarfs was well known to the king and he feared that he would be absent from his kingdom for far longer than he expected. However Elrond was right. The allegiance existed and was important to both equally, the citizens of Dale and the elves of Mirkwood. Elrond eyed the king intently. He tried to read his mind but failed. What had happened that the king had changed his mind? Why was he trying to avoid to ride to Dale? Thranduil looked different than when he had seen him the last time. Elrond wondered about the possible reasons while he awaited the king's reply.
Thranduil set his goblet on the desk and sighed "Very well then, I agree that my son rides to Dale with you. He is more than capable to handle such kind of situation". Legolas eyes widened and Elrond leaned forward, eyeing the king with concern "Legolas is your son, he should rather supervise your kingdom during your absence. You are the king and the people of Dale will expect you more than anyone else to come to their aid". Thranduil rolled his eyes in annoyance. There was no way out of this mess and he knew it. He had to ride to Dale. At least he had given it a try. He should have foreseen Elrond reply. The king had in fact expected him to reject his idea. Thranduil drank a large gulp of wine and let out a long sigh "Very well then, I will ride with you to Dale". The Lord of Imladris smiled satisfied but deep in his mind he wondered what had happened to the king. He watched him closely during the lengthy conversation which followed and came to the conclusion that even though the king's external appearance was disinterested and cold, he had changed on the inside. There was a major change taking place in the king. And it was visible to Elrond that whichever change was in progress, it was not complete yet. It was decided that they would ride to Dale the very next morning and Thranduil sent Legolas to start the necessary preparations.
Baineth had heard of the arrival of Legolas and Elrond. She suspected that this had been the reason why the king had called her to his chamber during the morning. The night had been quiet and pleasant, and Baineth had found time to rest her mind and thoughts amongst the starlight. Since their relationship had changed, she longed for the stillness of the night, which she now spent at his side. In the early morning hours Thranduil visited her briefly in her chamber. Her surprised expression was soon replaced by concern because he eyed her sternly "I will ride to Dale. I should have gone there some weeks ago, but I did not want to leave you unattended. The present situation forces me to go instantly". He stepped closer to her and inhaled her scent deeply "I must leave you unattended. I warn you to obey my orders strictly. If you fail, you will be punished severely". Baineth nodded and he handed her a bag full of herbs "You must eat these every night, Just as you have done in the last week. Do not forget about that. I can tell if your womb is fertile or not". He grabbed between her legs, causing her to jump slightly. His hand rested on her womanhood, before he placed it on her lower abdomen. "Do not test my patience. You'll notice that I have none. If you just look upon another ellon, and I hear of it, you'll get to feel my anger on my return". Baineth nodded and looked up at him with worried eyes. Thranduil breathed in her scent once again, before he began to step backwards. He turned around and approached the hidden door. "My king"! Baineth watched him as he turned around again. Thranduil eyed her with an indefinable expression "What else is there to say"? Baineth felt a bit intimidated by his coldness and shook her head slowly "Nothing". The king's expression was angered and he was about to leave when Baineth walked up to him "But I only wished to... ahm... " She ran her hand over his black tunic and felt his heartbeat under her fingers. Baineth placed her hand gently behind his neck and pulled him down to her. She gave him a kiss and awaited his reciprocation, but there was none. He just stared at her coldly before he stepped backwards and left her chamber again. Baineth let out a frustrated sigh and shook her head sadly. Any other reaction for her side would have been unnatural. But she had hoped that he would reciprocate to her feelings and return her kiss. It was the king's coldness which caused a storm in her heart. He had told her before that he would not change and she had tried to accept it. But it was very hard for her. Now he rode to Dale and she had no idea when he might return to her. Despite of his coldness she would miss him dearly. But would he miss her? Were the words spoken by him true? Doubt began to gnaw on her heart yet again and she feared that her time by the king's side would be a difficult one, and maybe shorter than she had hoped.
The king and Elrond had departed with a large amount of elves shortly after he had visited Baineth. After breakfast Baineth returned obedient to her chamber. Because no service had been assigned to her she was still grounded. She sat down on a small stool in front of her mirror and combed her long hair when her father walked into her chamber. His expression was strangely unknown to her and she furrowed her brows. Malfinnor eyed his daughter from head to toe and smiled with satisfaction. Baineth felt her face heat up and her heart began to race. Worry clasped around her young heart, fearing that her father might know something about her and the king. She swallowed hard and tried her best not to think of it. This could be disastrous. Her mother walked into her chamber and appeared somewhat sad. Baineth fäe was thickly covered with fear by now. Something was going on. Her father was happy and her mother sad. That was very strange indeed. Úllothel placed her hand on her daughter's shoulder and took the brush from her hand. She combed Baineth's long hair for a few minutes. All the while she looked at her daughter through sad eyes. Baineth returned her glance and her heart felt heavier at each breath which she took. Malfinnor sounded impatient "How much longer are you going to brush her hair"? Úllothel let out an conspicuously long sigh before she placed the brush on the dresser "Come with me my dear". She took Baineth's hand and pulled her along. Together they walked towards her parents chamber. Baineth was surprised when she saw a few elves standing in the chamber. They eyed her with expectation. She recognized one of them immediately. It was Lindir, who had come together with Lord Elrond from Imladris. He had visited the king's halls on several occasions before when he had accompanied Lord Elrond on his journeys. During his last visit he had told Baineth very extensively about Imladris. Her father approached them and smiled "This is my daughter Baineth". He hugged her before he pushed her towards the elves. A sudden dread enveloped her heart, as a suspicion took shape in her mind. A storm broke loose in her heart. Baineth heart was rebellious, and it naturally began to defend the feelings which she had begun to develop for the king. She swallowed hard and began to feel light headed. Baineth prayed that this was something else than that what she feared. Malfinnor stood next to her "My dear daughter, I wish to introduce to you Lindir. You have met him before. He is Lord Elrond's right hand. Baineth bowed to him and Malfinnor pushed her closer "And this here is his good wife Nethril. She is a healer. They have come all the way from Imladris to meet you". Baineth smiled weakly and bowed slightly, dreading her father's next words. "And this over here is Amdiron, their handsome son. Baineth smile disappeared and she bowed to him stiffly. "Your mother and myself have been in contact with Lindir's family for some time now, because we believe that Amdiron would be a fine husband for you. If you two compile, we want to send you with them back to Imladris when Lord Elrond will ride home. There you would live with them until your wedding, for which you would return here". Wedding??? Baineth turned pale and her blood froze in her veins. For a second everything went black and she believed that she could not breath. She felt dizzy and her hands began to shake. She grabbed onto the backrest of a chair which stood nearby to support her shaking body. All the while she tried to keep her composure, what was hard to achieve. In her mind she saw Amdiron lying all bloody and death, somewhere in a dark place, killed by the hands of the vengeful and cruel king, in his madness which had been caused by his untamed jealously and possessiveness. Baineth forced a smile upon her lips. This was the worst. Her insides screamed in panic while she tried to keep a calm appearance. Úllothel had noticed her daughter's reaction immediately and pity claimed her heart. Why had her husband not spoken to their daughter before? Her small elfling was afraid and there was nothing she could do for her now. She had to let her go. Something every mother had to do some day. But every mother dreaded this day. Malfinnor seemed to be unaware of his daughter's suffering and continued to talk to Lindir and his family about her.
Baineth day went differently than she had imagined it. She spend every minute with Lindir and his family. They were kind elves, but Baineth felt hesitant to open herself to them. It was not done intentionally by her. I was rather a natural reflex of her fäe which had bonded with the king already. It was a part of an elves nature, designed to prevent confusion and problems. But even if she had a natural reluctance which protected her, she had to play along. At least to a certain degree. She was dragged through the kingdom like a toddler, visiting places which she had never before. And of course she had to speak to Lindir and his family. Her father expected it. In the late afternoon she felt terribly exhausted and sat down on a bench in the palace garden. Her heart longed for the king's presence at all times, but now in these circumstances it literally screamed out for him. What was she supposed to do? What would happen, if the king would not come home before her betrothal? Her father had made up his mind to arrange her marriage with Amdiron and she had no choice but to obey to his desire. At least for now. Lindir's family believed that she had a choice, but there was none. She had been unprepared and she had been taken by surprise.
"May I sit next to you"? Baineth was startled and looked up at Amdiron with fear. He smiled lovingly at her and sat down next to her "Please forgive me. I did not mean to startle you". Baineth shook her head and opened her mouth but nothing came out. Amdiron looked at her compassionately "I understand your reaction. But please believe me when I say that there is nothing to fear. Many elves have married by arrangement, and today they live happy. Your and my parents are in fact some of them". Baineth looked over at her parents and saw that her mother watched them. She looked somewhat sad and worried. Baineth understood now that this had been her father's idea, and his alone.
Anger stirred deeply in her heart as she watched her father from afar. She tried to, but Baineth did not manage to look into Amdiron's eyes. Instead she stared down at the grass and at her feet "I feel tired and wish to retire to my chamber". Her body twitched involuntarily when she felt his hand touch her arm. "If you need to rest, I will walk you back to your chamber". Amdiron rose to his feet and took hold of her hand. Baineth followed him and was angered. He knew already where she was staying. Who knew what else her father had told him about her already? Amdiron was oblivious to her feeling "I have heard that you are still learning to become a healer. Once you will live with me in Imladris, you will have the privilege to learn from Lord Elrond himself. He is the greatest healer in middle earth. I am sure your skills will flourish under his guidance". Baineth nodded and counted the steps to her door. When they finally arrived she opened the door and was ready to disappear in her chamber. But she was held back by Amdiron's strong hand. He closed the distance between them. Baineth felt his breath on her face and her hands began to tremble. Her fäe disliked his touch. Amdiron saw it as nothing more than an elleth's innocent reaction to the touch of an ellon. He kissed her brow before he left her.
She stepped into her chamber and locked the door. Baineth rushed into her bathroom where she washed her brow feverishly in her desperation. She rubbed it so strongly that her skin began to redden. But she could not get rid of the awful feeling that she had been touched by someone else than the king. The subtle touch of Amdiron's lips still lingered on her brow. She groaned out in frustration and bathed, hoping that it would cleanse her. To her dismay nothing what she had tried had caused her to feel better. As night fell over the king's realm Baineth had managed to skip the supper successfully and lay now on her bed. Fear and anger raged within her heart and heated her skin. What was she supposed to do? Without the king's presence she felt helpless. If she had knowledge how to open the hidden door, she could escape to the small chamber. There she would remain until the return of the king. But he had not taught her how to open it from the inside. And he would never do so because he did not trust her. Baineth's heart was filled with utter frustration and she sighed heavily. She was in trouble and saw no way out. Every possible escape route which came to her mind would remain closed to her. Despair seized her heart and Baineth felt lost. Even if they could get out of this situation, it would only be for a short time. There was something else that made her worry even more. When the king would return he would know that she had been touched by another ellon. He had even kissed her. And that happened after only a few hours after they had met for the first time! Who could tell how many more times he would kiss her until the king's return? The king would be more than furious once he came back. Baineth heart tensed and fear entered it. At least she had a few days to decide how to deal with the king once he returned. Deep in her heart she hoped that he would return immediately and that her hopeless situation would end. "Please come back to me! Please come back to me now"! Baineth rubbed her forehead with her hands and sighed in frustration. Of course the king would not come back now. He had just left. Baineth shook her head and closed her eyes. Now she had to decide what she could do to stop her betrothal and to keep Amdiron at bay.
It was in the middle of the night and Baineth looked up in surprise. Fear ripped violently through her heart when she saw the king standing at her bed side. He had returned! But how? His glance wandered over her face and then body, his posture stiffened and she noticed that he had clenched his hands to fists. His strong body seemed to tremble. Thranduil saw the marks of another ellon on her body. On her forehead, her arms, waist..... a deep and fiery wrath raced through his veins and he tried all in his power to restrain himself. He opened his mouth and spoke. To her surprise his voice was ice cold "Someone has touched you" His glance was murderous, his face stiff and frozen from his attempt to control his fury. Wrath rose within him like lava, which rises in a volcano when it is about to erupt, ready to unleash its fatal power. Baineth sat up slowly. She felt almost paralyzed by fear which seemed to devour her. She could not speak but nodded her head. Within a second he towered over her and pushed her back onto the mattress. Thranduil grabbed her chin rudely, forcing her to look into his fiery eyes "I was gone for less than a day and someone has already touched you!? Speak! Who has dared to touch what is mine"? Baineth breath was fast and her body trembled when she spoke "Please listen to me. It is not his fault". Thranduil's eyes widened in rage and his grip tightened "It is not his fault? You dare to defend him? If you try to protect him from my wrath, know that it is a fruitless endeavor". The intensity of his glance increased and she tried to shake her head "No, please listen to me". Her pleading eyes did not soften his heart which was now dominated by jealousy. He continued to push her down. Her words had driven him almost to incandescence, and he fought against the desire to silence her - maybe for good. Her fearful voice broke through the walls of wrath and hate "It is my father's wish that I get married to him".Thranduil's wrathful expression was now mixed with disgust "You told me that this is not the truth. You told me that he was not looking for a husband for you! You told me that you had lied to me"! His touch was hurting her and tears welled up in her eyes "Today I speak the truth! I knew nothing about the plan of my father. Please, please believe me. I knew nothing". Thranduil knew that he was causing her pain. But he had no intention to relief her of the pain. He pondered over the thought to hurt her even more. Evil had crept into his heart and controlled his actions. Baineth closed her eyes and tried to endure his harsh treatment. The king himself closed his eyes and tried to find himself amidst the wrath, jealousy and hatred which raged in him.
It was not possible and he opened his eyes again. He saw large tears rolling down her cheeks and the sight of her suffering finally softened his heart. The suffering which he caused her extinguished his anger a little, making it less deadly and more reasonable. He drew air through his gritted teeth "And do you want to marry him"? Baineth shook her head and opened her eyes "I am yours". Her answer was honest. He could see it in her eyes. Thranduil sat up. Baineth was liberated from his merciless grasp and sat up quickly. His expression was still fierce and the fact that he had let go of her did not mean that his wrath had been extinguished. She pushed him down onto her bed and opened his belt buckle. Thranduil watched her and he was surprised by her behavior. Baineth freed his shaft which apparently had been erect when he had come for her. She touched it with her hands and eyed the king carefully before she began to massage his shaft, making his erection return. He lifted his upper body off of the bed, but she quickly took him into her hot mouth and played with the tip of his hardening shaft. Thranduil leaned back on his elbows and watched her. He longed for her touch greatly. He had been under the ever watchful eyes of Elrond, and Thranduil had not allowed his memories to return to her. All his need and lust came to surface when she sucked him hard. His need for her was overpowering his anger momentarily. His lips parted and he moaned as she rubbed his balls, while her tongue played with the tip of his length again. Her lips closed firmly around his pulsing shaft, and she began to bob her head up and down. The king grabbed onto the bed sheet and surrendered to his lust and lay back. He felt his length in her hot mouth, which was being stimulated by her soft lips and dancing tongue. Thranduil began to push his hips up, making her increase her pace, as he desperately longed for his release. It would hopefully ease his tension. A growl escaped his lips and he sat up. Thranduil grabbed her hair with his strong hands and pumped her up and down his shaft with urgency. His climax came hard and wild and his seed spilled down her throat, making him almost insane with lust. He continued to bob her head up and down his shaft until it was erect again. Then he pulled her off of his hard length and pushed her onto her bed before he ripped her dress open. He revealed her plump breasts and soft nipples. The king claimed one nipple with his lips and sucked on it, while he continued to rip her dress open until she lay naked under him. Then he sat back and spread her legs and within a second he pumped into her hard. Baineth moaned out and embraced him. She clung onto his body which moved fast. He was driven by his passion and need for her.
Thranduil's body convulsed as he was almost there. He pumped into her with urgency and forgot everything around him. He concentrated only on their sensual connection which drove his senses over the edge. He grunted and his thrusts were hard and forceful as he climaxed. He let himself fall onto her body and remained there. The feeling of her inner heat around his shaft, and the warmth and softness of her skin calmed him a little. Baineth had not found much pleasure in it, but her main aim had been to make the king calm down, by giving herself to him willingly. She hoped that it had been a success. Once his breath was steady again he sat up and eyed her with anger "What does this mean, your father wants you to marry him? What did you tell him"? Baineth sighed. The king's anger had not subsided, but at least it had reduced considerably "I did not say anything. I spend all day with them and in the end the ellon touched me". The king's expression was wrathful "If your father will continue to pursue his goal, I will stop him myself". His deadly expression worried Baineth "What would you do to stop him"? The king seethed with anger "Should he take away what is mine, I will kill him"! Baineth gaped at him in shock. She crawled over to him and her hands caressed up and down his muscular arms. She tried to calm his wrath. Thranduil's expression changed and he leaned his head to the side, while he eyed her "You have allowed him to touch you". The hot anger returned to his face and she sighed heavily "What was I supposed to do"? He shook his head agitatedly "You have allowed him to touch you! There is no excuse"! Thranduil grabbed her by the arm and pushed her away from him while he raised his other hand. Baineth closed her eyes in fear and awaited his slap which never came. She carefully opened her eyes and saw the king. He had closed his eyes. The hand which he had raised to strike her was now clenched to a fist and he pressed it against his trembling lips. His expression was different, somewhat concerned but still angry. Baineth was not sure what was happening to him and opened herself carefully to him to perceive his feelings. A turmoil broke out in her and she beheld the many ugly and dark emotions which raced through him. It made her feel sick. But there also beautiful emotions, bright and kind, emotions which he felt for her. She freed her arm from his grip. He was emotionally in a chaotic state and she would try to help him. But she had no idea how. She recalled how he had reacted very rude when she had touched him the night when he had felt vulnerable. This now was a much more sensitive situation. Baineth gathered her courage and her trembling hands moved towards him. She hesitated but then she placed them on his chest "We will find a way. Together".
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