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A Prince's Desire	By : nimeme Category: -Multi-Age > General Views: 1625 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: No!!! I have not abandoned the story! I�ve been having difficulty focusing lately,
and falling in love with my story (which is what you need to do to make it
good). But now I am back on track and
hopefully I won�t have anymore horribly long droughts like that again. Once again, very very
very sorry!!! Please, review? Thanks for reading, I love you!!

Elrohir could hear Legolas
agizegize to his brother. Elladan had
longed for his own forgiveness but he was not able to even think in terms of
forgiveness. His teeth grinded in frustration and his
arm shot out to strike the wall.
However, his palm did not find its target but rather was
captured in a much larger, stronger hand.
The dark twin turned quickly to find his fist�s captor.
�Son,
please, these walls have not been your enemies,� Elrond faced him, still
holding his son�s fist with gentle pressure.
Elrohir�s
eyes flashed in surprise and then in horror, �Please, fa-� the words became
lost in his throat.
�Elrohir,
please, I am your father. You should be
able to speak to me with the greatest ease,� Elrond felt his son�s fist grow
weak and almost melt in his hand.
Elrohir lowered
his eyes and shook his head, signaling a �no.�
He looked in the direction he had been walking in, he could almost see
Haldir�s door. It was so close.
�You have
become a stranger to me and all of us in your own home save your brother and
Haldir. And now, as I watch you fight
with your brother with rage in your eyes, I fear you shall become a stranger to
him as well. What is left then,
Elrohir? Haldir? Fine, but what if you become a stranger to
him as well? One by onou hou have
eliminated almost all of us from your affection. I worry every night about this perhaps
inevitable dilemma. What will become of
you then?�
While his
father spoke, Elrohir was only thinking of how to evade his grasp. As his father tried to delve deep into his
inner turmoil and emotions, he was able to free his hand. Without a second glance he continued on his
way.
He found
his keys quickly and opened the door without asking for entry. Haldir was dressed in his usual training
outfit and was now braiding his hair.
�Do I find
you well?� Elrohir asked coyly.
�You find
me, do you not? There for, I must be
well,� Haldir tied off the braid and sat on a large elegant chair by the
fire. �And what of you?� The older blonde looked the tired elf over
and knit his brow in concern. �You look
ill.�
Elrohir
laughed cynically and proceeded to kneel next to Haldir�s chair. The elder took the moment to admire his
lover�s fine features. His icy grey eyes
were shaded by his long curled eyelashes.
His skin was an icy white as well and even though the elf was fairly
young, small wrinkles began to develop in his otherwise flawless
features-undoubtedly an unfortunate result of many nights spent in full
consciousness, hours of unnecessary tears, and years of letting a frown be the
principle countenance of his face.
Despite his tired face, his body was in peak physical condition and his
muscles were not built in excess either.
It were these subtle but apparent differences that revealed that he was,
indeed, Elrohir Peredhil, son of Elrond, and not his twin brother. He stood a sturdy six foot four inches- which
was slightly above the average height of most males in that realm.
�According to your pessimistic diagnoses,
I always appear ill,� Elrohir ran his hands up Haldir�s thighs and squinted his
eyes coyly. �But no matter how ill I am,
I can always count on you for certain things.�
Haldir laid
his hands atop the dark twin�s, �By the way, I drew up some new battle strategies
I wanted you to take a second glance at.
I plan to give them to Prince Legolas; hopefully they will prove to be
helpful in Mirkwood�s dire situation.�
Elrohir
hissed in careful annoyance, �Haldir, do not be such a killjoy.� The mentioned took the dark elf�s hands and
held them to his face to kiss his fingertips.
As they passed over his nose, his eyes perked in disappointment.
�Have you
been in a scuff with your brother?� Haldir took notice of the scent again
before Elrohir pulled the guilty hands away.
�His sweat lies on your fingertips.�
�It�s none
of your concern, Haldir,� Elrohir wrapped his hands behind his back and again
leant in to kiss his mate. The other�s
strong hands rested behind the youth�s back and softly pushed towards himself
to hasten the contact of their lips. But
once the contact occurred, Elrohir tasted something familiar on his lover�s
lips that should have been entirely foreign.
He immediately pulled back from the offending taste and spat on the
floor.
Haldir, not
realizing the reason of his mate�s actions, attempted to pull the youngest twin
back into the kiss, �Do not stop!�
Elrohir
pushed away again, his hands digging into Haldir�s chest, �Please, let
go!� Tears began to drip from his dark
long lashes as he tried to throw punches at his captor. He shook his head in disbelief at his
discovery and tried to repel again, but Haldir�s touch became stronger and
tighter. Elrohir screamed in alarm and
found his screams quickly quelled by Haldir�s hand. Haldir held his hips snugly between his legs,
not allowing for any movement.
After
several moments, the young twin fell still and Haldir pulled him close once
again, �Please, I�m only trying to calm you down!�
Elrohir was
gasping for air and languidly looked into his eyes, �You, too.�
�What are
you talking about?�
Elrohir
licked Haldir�s lips again to confirm what he already knew, �The prince has you
under his spell as well?�
�What makes
you say that?�
�I can taste him on your lips! Do not lie to me, Haldir! I am not a stupid imp!� with that Elrohir
was finally successful in repelling him and ran to the door. Haldir did not follow and for this, Elrohir
was thankful. He left after saying:
�First, my only beloved brother and now my only beloved lover. He will have much regret for his offenses.�

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Elladan
began to cough violently and suddenly he felt his stomach turn.
Legolas reached out to support him,
�What happened?�
�No,� Elladan succeeded in
suppressing the next cough. �Nothing,
please, don�t worry about me.� He tried
to smile to convince Legolas that he was telling the truth. The worried elf smiled back and led the dark
elf to a comfortable chaise lounge. With
much care he allowed Elladan to lounge easily.
Legolas too lied on the lounge so he could look in his friend�s
eyes.
�Why can�t I worry about you?�
�You have enough to worry about,�
Elladan sighed.
�I can tell
by the lines in your face that you are worried for your brother.�
�I�m sorry
for his actions.�
�I�m sorry
you had to fight him at all. I feel
horrible that I made you two fight,� Legolas cupped Elladan�s cheek in his
hand. �I must admit, you fought well.�
Elladan
laughed and shook his head, �Surely, you are in jest, my friend. Elrohir has grown far stronger than I. He was about to best me right before he
stopped. I could feel the blow
approaching but he did not��
�Why not?�
�Because,
he was so angry, did you see the passion in his eyes? He was about to deliver me a blow that may
have well ended my life,� Elladan let his eyes lose focus in the distance. �I guess he was reminded why he was
fighting.�
�Does he
always get so horribly angry?�
Elladan�s
eyes opened in realization, �No, I do not think that I have even seen him so
angry.�
�For a
diplomat, that was very uncharacteristic of him,� Legolas said innocently, not
realizing the surprise in Elladan�s eyes.
Elladan had
to make effort to keep his retort to himself, But, he�s not a diplomat anymore!
He hasn�t been for some time and he may never be again! Don�t you know that? He was reminded with surprise again, No, Legolas, you don�t: I only told you about what he�s supposed to
be, I never mentioned the change.
Legolas
looked over Elladan�s features with question, �You don�t think so?�
�Yes!�
Elladan said with an inappropriate nay.
�I mean, yes, I agree that it is uncharacteristic of a diplomat.�
�I can�t
imagine how he became the successful man you have told me he is. I would expect more of such an elf with great
learning at his disposal,� Legolas quaffed.
�I can�t imagine it.�
Elladan
swallowed hard, �Yes, well� he can be quite the anomaly at times.�
�Strange,�
Legolas said softly as he began to fool with Elladan�s hair.
The dark elf
was scared of the prince�s seemingly off-hand remark, �What�s strange?�
�How two
people who shared the same space in their mother�s womb and who have shared
their entire lives together can be so strikingly different,� Legolas closed his
eyes and leant in to kiss Elladan�s lips.
But Elladan
gently avoided the contact and rose from the chaise lounge, �Oh, Legolas��
The
slightly offended prince retorted, �Yes?�
�You have
said it yourself�� the dark elf gripped the threshold of the door and clenched
his fists in frustration. �We share our
entire lives.�
�That
doesn�t mean that you two share everything?�
�Or does
it?� Elladan asked himself that question.
With much haste, he left the room.

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