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Obedience to a king	By : lovinghimonly Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 4832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Thranduil's body tensed when he heard the knock on his door. He allowed Camaenor to enter his chamber. As the king had expected, Lhinniel had come along. Thranduil's face darkened and he ignored her. While Camaenor spread his unfinished work on the king's desk, Galion observed the situation. He had immediately noticed the response of the king and wondered about its reason. Had the king expect someone else? Thranduil approached his desk and ran his fingers over the unfinished robe. It felt very soft and would serve him well during the winter. His thoughts journeyed to Baineth and he wished to give her a similar robe. He was sure that she did not have such kind of winter clothes. After all it had been made for a king. The winters in his kingdom could be very cold. Severe snowstorms could make all roads in the forest impassable for traders. But the snow also transformed his kingdom into a fairy-tale forest. Thranduil mused that he would walk with Baineth under the snowy treetops. He would show her the world in a light in which she had certainly never seen it before. Thranduil frowned. No, they would not take walks through his forest. Their relationship would remain a secret and Baineth would continue to visit the palace gardens. The King sighed deeply. He would in any case need a robe for Baineth. But how could he explain that to Camaenor? He knew nothing of the relationship of the king and it would stay that way. But Galion could possibly take care of Baineth's robe. Thranduil looked over to his attendant and noticed his attentive glance. The king followed Galion's gaze and looked at Lhinniel. He caught her as she glanced at him with interest and Thranduil turned his attention back to the unfinished robe. He was annoyed by her behavior. Her desire was expressed all too obvious. It was rather uncommon amongst elves to approach a ellon in such obvious way. No elleth would receive an ellon's respect in this way, and never would she win his heart.
Galion had watched the king closely and his impression had been that Thranduil thought of Baineth. The king's attention was absent and when Thranduil touched the unfinished robe he did it with a kind of affection which was unmistakably. Camaenor waited patiently for his king's judgment, but Lhinniel seemed excited. The way the elleth watched the hand of the king, as his fingers stroked over the unfinished robe said it all. Galion frowned and wondered whether Camaenor saw the same. But the ellon had not noticed Lhinniel's behavior. He awaited the king's comment. Galion was sure that Lhinniel longed for the touch of the king. It was very obvious. But had the king not noticed her longing? Galion shook his head and noticed the thoughtful glance of the king.
"My king, do you like the robe"? Thranduil pulled his hand back before he looked at Camaenor. He nodded "Yes, it is perfect. Absolutely perfect." Camaenor smiled in relief and pointed out some details to the king. Lhinniel leaned across the desk and pretended as if she would listen attentively. Galion stepped closer to the elves in order to have a better view of the scene. It was absolutely clear. The elleth was trying to approach the King. But he was cold and distant towards her. How could his reaction be different? The King's fëa was already bound to Baineth's fëa. Galion was concerned about this new realization regarding Lhinniel's interest in the king. Rivalry amongst elleth was even in the elven world a relatively often seen problem. Thranduil sighed and turned away from them "I'm very pleased with your work. When will the robe be finished"? The king knew that if he wanted to have the same robe for Baineth before the winter began, he had to make arrangements soon. "Two months." Thranduil nodded and sent the two elves out of his chamber. He did not pay attention to Lhinniel, who looked at him expectantly until the doors had finally closed. Thranduil sighed annoyed. Lhinniel's presence had been tolerated by him because he had needed her as a distraction. But now she was useless. The king had noticed that Galion had been very interested in Lhinniel's behavior. Probably Galion knew her desire. But Thranduil did not think it necessary to explain Galion why the elleth behaved in such way. She was of no importance.
The king went to a chest which was standing near his balcony and knelt down. He opened it and took out a dress, or more precisely what was left of it. He stood up and turned to Galion to "Malfinnor had this dress tailored for his daughter." Galion eyed the dress surprised "My king, the dress is torn". Thranduil arched a brow at him "I am aware. I was the culprit." Galion looked at his king puzzled. Thranduil inhaled sharply "I want to replace the dress, and you'll take care of it. Find someone we can trust. I want this done as soon as possible". Galion nodded "That should not be a problem". He took the dress from Thranduil's hand and wrapped it together into a bundle "My king, is there anything else what you need"? Thranduil thought for a moment "I need some nightgowns for Baineth". Galion watched as Thranduil removed two nightgowns from the chest. They looked very simple and had been torn as well. Thranduil looked at them for some time and seemed to reminisce. He handed them to Galion "They are very simple, but currently I can not give her better ones. Otherwise, their parents would become suspicious." Galion's expression was understanding but he was disappointed that his king was apparently planning to continue to keep his relationship a secret. He wrapped all the dresses into a simple cloth and held the bundle under his arm. The King stood for some time lost in thought and Galion waited patiently for further instructions. After some time Thranduil looked at Galion seriously "Malfinnor wants to arrange his daughter's marriage as soon as possible. I want you to find out what he plans. Inform me about every little change! I want to know what he is planning to avoid unnecessary stress for Baineth. If Malfinnor selects a groom, you will immediately inform me who he is".
Galion nodded and was ready to leave the chamber of his king when Thranduil spoke again "There's something else. I want Camaenor to make the same winter robe for Baineth as he does for me. Now go and take care of this". Galion's eyes widened and he shook his head "But my king, this is impossible. Camaenor will become immediately suspicious. This robe is for a king, and if I request him to make another robe for ..."
Thranduil's voice was as angry as facial expression when he interrupted Galion "Impossible? Then make it possible! Whatever I want to give her, you'll arrange it! I said take care of this, and do it now! I do not care how you will explain Camaenor why I need another robe. That's your thing. But I warn you. If anyone should know about my relationship with Baineth, I'm going to blame you"! The angry king pointed his finger at his large doors "Go and do what I told you"!
Galion left the King immediately and went to his own chamber where his wife was awaiting him. He put the bundle down on a table and sat down in his chair with a heavy sigh. His wife Celaireth approached him and sensed her husband's turbulent emotions. She massaged his shoulders to calm him down. She had known the king all her long life and knew that it was often not easy to serve him. Celaireth had not seen her husband so worried in a relatively long time. But she decided not to question him. He would speak to her when he was ready. Galion leaned back and tried to relax.
His king tried to make the impossible possible. He would not be able to keep his relationship with Baineth a secret very long. This was an impossible task. Why could the king not understand this fact? Galion could understand Thranduil partially. Ellon's tended to become easily possessive over their bride, especially in the beginning of their relationship. And Thranduil had been living his endless life for alone for far too long. He was no young ellon, but an old elf. And he was a king, what made the situation worse. Galion knew that there might be lots of trouble ahead of them. Despite of his understanding Galion worried about the king's stubbornness. Secrecy was out of place in this situation. The king's ideas did not make sense. Thranduil did not want to cause Baineth stress? Galion sighed and shook his head. Thranduil's own decisions and deeds would cause her stress sooner or later. Galion had no doubt. Every elf in this kingdom knew Malfinnor, and if he was looking for a husband for his daughter, then he would find one very soon. Now Galion had to spy on Baineth's father. And the robe which Thranduil wanted for Baineth? Galion sighed heavily. It was good that the King had bonded with her. But now he was more unrealistic than ever. Galion had never witnessed such kind of madness in his king. It worried him. Galion only saw lots of problems in the king's command amd was enormously stressed. Camaenor was personally responsible for the clothes of the king. That had been his service in this kingdom for thousands of years. If Galion would now order a robe for Baineth which equaled the one for the king, then Camaenor would know that the king had a relationship with a elleth. And not only him, but any elleth which collaborated with Camaenor. Soon the whole kingdom would know about it. Galion felt a chill run down his spine when Lhinniel came to his mind. Whatever it was, he had a bad feeling about that elleth. It would be better if she would not hear of Baineth. And she helped Camaenor with his service. Lhinniel would be one of the first to know about the second robe - and about the king's relationship with an elleth.
Galion felt lost. He pitied Baineth. She deserved to be treated differently. To send her at night through the dark corridors was highly irresponsible. She belonged to the king's side. What did the king was irresponsible but no one would dare tell him. Nobody except Legolas. Galion sighed heavily. How would the prince react if he learned of the relationship of his father? Galion groaned and rubbed his forehead with his hands while various dramas played in his head. Luckily Legolas had no idea what his father was doing. The prince would not appreciate his father's behavior. Galion was worried. Never before had a task which had been given to him by his king placed him in front of so many problems. He had no idea how he could fulfill the wishes of his king. Should he speak to him? Galion doubted. The wrath of his king was one of the few things in middle earth which Galion feared. He decided to say nothing, unless a suitable situation would arise. Galion would wait for the next morning. The quiet hours before sunrise had always been the best time of day for him to think and to make decisions.
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Lhinniel sat in the sewing chamber and tried to concentrate on their work what was very difficult. The king had been very cold towards her today. He had shown disinterest and she was annoyed that she had not been given the possibility to serve her king directly. He had not called for her for a few days now and Lhinniel wondered whether Baineth was the reason. Maybe she had begun to serve the king again? Lhinniel growled softly. But then it came to my mind that Baineth remained in her chamber and was not allowed to leave it. Her cousin had been watching Baineth for a long time and Lhinniel was informed in great detail about Baineth's situation. Lhinniel believed that the King had other motives why he currently didn't need her services. Camaneor approached her and she worked with more enthusiasm on the robe of the king. She would find a way to win the king's favor.
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Thranduil walked up and down on his balcony. He knew that he had overstrained Galion with his demands. Still it had not deterred him to express his wishes. He felt the need to give something to her. Baineth gave him so much in their relationship that sometimes Thranduil felt guilty. He did not know how she had done it, but she had managed to change him. No, that was not right. She had created the desire in him that he wanted to change himself - for her. A more serious point which at times appeared threatening to Thranduil. But Baineth had never shown signs to want to control him consciously. In addition she had given him her trust and what he had given her for that? He used every opportunity he had to enjoy with her. And he did it to the fullest. It was very difficult to control himself for his desire for physical union after such a long time was boundless. Her beauty made him crazy, and her remaining innocence was more then the king could tolerate. But ultimately it was her being that had made his fëa fall under the spell. His fëa had become entangled in the game of love. And Thranduil had to admit finally that he did not mind. He knew that it would never end. Galion's words came back to his mind and Thranduil shook his head. He wanted her for himself. He saw no need to confess his relationship with her publicly. At least not now. But he was well aware that he would have to do that one day. But all in good time. Thranduil grabbed the railing and looked over the forest out into the distance. His gaze was serious but his mood calm. At least he had begun to rein his anger. That was his greatest achievement in this relationship so far. Thranduil was glad that he had kept her torn clothes. Because Galion knew of his relationship with Baineth, he could help him to replace them. Thranduil wished to dress her differently, but this time had not yet come. His body yearned for her sensual embrace and his fëa longed for the presence of her fëa. His mind was restless when he was not in her presence and his thoughts lingered with her at all times. The King sighed heavily and looked out over the forest. One day he would take out there and partake in her joy for nature. But this day was still far away. He would keep their relationship secret, no matter what it cost.
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Thranduil sat on his chair at the desk. His fingers combed through Baineth's hair which fell open over her shoulders. He had brought her tonight in his chamber. They had spent their time talking to each other and Thranduil had told Baineth some stories about middle earth. She had been completely fascinated by them. It was hard for him to not seek for what he longed for. Instead he wanted to build their relationship slowly. They were physically close, but now he wanted to harmonize their fëas. They sat in silence, he on his chair and Baineth on his lap. All they could hear was their breaths, their heartbeats and the night sounds of the forest. Everything was peaceful. Thranduil rubbed his nose against Baineth's head and she looked up at him. He kissed her temple and leaned to kiss her when suddenly there was a knock at his door. Baineth was frightened and tried to get up but Thranduil pulled her back into his lap. The king looked very angry and kept Baineth firmly in his grasp. Thranduil could ignore the knocking, but he knew that it was Galion who had come. The doors of his room opened and his attendant stepped inside. Galion was startled for a moment when he saw his king and Baineth together. Galion guessed that this was a really bad time. The enraged voice of the king confirmed this "Why do you disturb me so late, now that you know with whom I spend my time? Galion took a step back and took a deep breath before speaking "My king, please forgive the error. But the council members have asked for an urgent meeting with you". Thranduil's eyes widened and his nostrils flared. Baineth felt his body tense up. She suddenly felt uncomfortable in his presence and watched the King nervously from the side. His touch was suddenly unpleasant and she leaned back to create a physical distance to him. Thranduil was seething "Why do they wish a meeting at this time? The day is long enough! Why do they have to do this at night"? Galion shrugged "Probably they classify it as important". Galion would have done better to say nothing because the body of the King was now trembling with rage and his voice was venomous as he spoke through gritted teeth "Did anything important happen that they have to disturb my tranquility"? Galion shook his head and Thranduil stood up abruptly so the Baineth fell from his lap. She groaned in pain when her hip hit the desk. Thranduil was so angry that he had not even noticed his mistake. He walked slowly toward his attendant. Baineth scrambled to his feet and watched as Thranduil walked toward Galion, who already leaned with his back against the large doors. Without hesitation Baineth ran to the king and touched his arm gently. He in turn pushed her hand away and did not pay any attention to her. He was submerged in his wrath. Baineth did not give up and stepped in front of the king and placed her two hands flat on his chest. Thranduil grabbed her by the upper arms and pushed her aside. This time Baineth fell to the floor. Baineth was angry and stood up resolutely. She approached him and grabbed Thranduil also roughly by the arm before she turned him over to her "You've hurt me twice"! Her eyes were sad and her expression desperate but her voice was reproachful "Stop that! You can not treat me like that! I'm not one of your servants! And even if I were, your behavior would still not be acceptable"! Thranduil grabbed her wrist and removed her hand which still held him by his arm. His voice was cold and humiliating "Who told you that you were anything other than my servant"?
Galion had followed the spectacle with full attention and was absolutely horrified by the words of the King. But Baineth could not so easily be beaten "You yourself have told me that. And several times"! His words hit her hard "I lied". She was not sure which was worse, the words which he had spoken, or his cold and distant voice. Baineth freed her wrist from his grip and stepped back from him. Thranduil stared at her horrified. Before Baineth could speak the king drew her into his arms. Thranduil was torn between his anger about the renewed nocturnal disturbance, and the compassion that he felt for Baineth. But the repentance of his words outweighed his anger quickly. What had he just said to her? Had he really hurt her? Thranduil held her in his arms which he had wrapped around her petite body and tried to understand what had just happened. His wrath had controlled him once again. He felt how her body trembled and pulled her even closer towards his. Thranduil felt her heartbeat and the warm wetness of her tears which were quickly absorbed by his tunic. It was absolutely silent for a moment until the king spoke. His voice was now deep and calm "I'm sorry".
Galion was amazed by the fact that the king had calmed apparently, and then also apologized to Baineth. But Baineth was not impressed. She felt hurt and rejected by him. Her voice was trembling when she spoke "I want to be alone. Let me go. I want to return to my chamber". Thranduil held her for a moment longer in his arms before he reluctantly let her go. He nodded and took her to the secret door. He would talk to Baineth, but first he had to accept her request and let her go. Thranduil opened the door and Baineth disappeared into the darkness of the tunnel.
Galion watched Baineth leaving the king's chamber and decided to talk to his king. This was definitely the opportune moment. After the king had locked the door again Galion spoke "My king, please forgive me for interfering, Baineth is brave and courageous, but she is also fragile". Thranduil looked at him angrily "I do not need your advice!" Upon seeing the king's anger Galion took a step backwards and nodded "Then I'll leave now." He turned around and wanted to open the door as the king spoke "Wait!" Thranduil was torn which was clearly visible in his expression "I know that you're right. But ....... I find it very difficult to stay calm. Once I get angry, I can not control myself". Galion nodded sympathetically and sighed. His king had to go one step further. But who should tell him that? Galion eyed his king doubtfully and decided to speak up "I know that more than everyone else in this kingdom. But you did hurt her. Not only physically, you have also wounded her heart with your words. That was totally unnecessary. And why? Just because your council members request a meeting. That's why you hurt her. Because you can not control your anger. You have to admit that it will hurt both of you if you continue to keep this relationship secret. If you marry her, then you will no longer be so often bothered with minor issues. At least not at night. For a few thousand years everyone could disturb you at all times. No one will understand why this has changed suddenly. Since months you are irritated every time I come before you. And thy wrath upon those kind of disturbances began when you started the relationship with her. Am I right"? Thranduil did not answer. "Your relationship can not remain secret forever and when your subjects should find out what is happening here, then they will lose their trust in you as their king. I do not have to explain these things. This secrecy will make everything worse from this point forward. The time has come to openly declare your love for her. Let your subjects know that you want to marry. This would give Baineth more security. In my opinion this is a sign from your side which she needs to receive urgently".
When Galion had started to speak the King had begun to shake his head vigorously but now he nodded but his voice was still annoyed "I know you're right. But I don't want to do this right now. I had planned this differently". Galion smiled "Matters of the heart can not be controlled. Not even the Valar can influence them. They reach deeper than we can grasp. And once our fëa becomes bonded with that of another, it is irreversible. It will never stop. Give her the place in your life which she truly deserves. Believe me when I say that there will be less interference in your private life when your subjects will know that they will soon have a queen. They will respect your desire to be with her". Thranduil was visibly annoyed at Galion's bold words, but he said nothing. His attendant was right "I will take your words into consideration. If I will decide to change the course of my relationship with Baineth you will be the first to know. Apart of that ...." Thranduil broke the sentence abruptly and his eyes widened. A twitch went through his body and he turned abruptly and took his sword before he left his chamber through the secret door.
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Baineth had left the king's chamber to return to hers. She felt desperate and utterly miserable. He was a difficult elf to say the least. She would accept his apology, but now all she wanted was to be alone. She needed distance. Had she felt the king's anger coming? Had this been the reason for the feeling of foreboding? The night breeze blew through the passage and Baineth stopped suddenly. Her legs would not carry her any further. Her body literally shook from an unknown perception. The feeling of foreboding which she had had, spread through her entire being and seemed to paralyze her. She knew that whatever was meant to happen, would happen now. The cold and bony fingers of fear held her heart in a merciless grip. And then she smelled it. Stench! A disgusting stench! Foul air entered her nostrils causing her to feel ill. Her senses were covered by nausea and a thick layer of fear. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. She heard loud and heavy foot steps which approached her rapidly - and then she saw a shadow - a moving shadow in the darkness of the passageway. Baineth's eyes beheld the most ugly creature she had ever seen. She opened her mouth and screamed out, while the black creature lifted its blade, ready to strike her down. Baineth's heart seemed to explode from fear and she closed her eyes and ducked, awaiting the impact of the blade. A sharp pain entered her arm as she crouched down for cover. She cried out in pain before she heard air hiss above her head. A loud shriek followed which echoed far through the passages. Then a thud. Fear caused Baineth body to shake violently and she felt paralyzed. Her arm hurt terribly and she felt a warm liquid running down her skin. Baineth smelled blood.
Footsteps..... Baineth heard someone walk past her. A blade was unsheathed, and a last gurgle escaped the beasts wretched throat and then - silence. A deep silence. Baineth heard her heart pounding rapidly within her chest. The footsteps approached her and Baineth crouched further down to the ground.
Legolas grabbed her by her healthy arm "Get up! Hurry"! He helped her back to her feet. Baineth felt dizzy and the prince supported her weight. He headed in direction of her chamber because it was the nearest door. He opened it and pushed her inside. After he had taken a last look into the passageway Legolas closed the door and turned around to Baineth. She cowered on the floor and wept. Her arm bleed profusely and the blood began to drop on the floor. Legolas walked up to her to inspect the wound. Baineth wept and her body swayed back and forth, while she held her injured arm pressed against her chest. Fear still had a tight grip on her heart, blinding her still racing senses. Her body trembled uncontrolled from shock and she seemed to be disorientated. Legolas placed his bow on the floor and ripped her sleeve off to take a closer look at her wound. It was nasty, very deep and long. It would need to be stitched. A almost unnoticeable sound from behind startled the prince and within the blink of an eye he had stood up and turned around, his bow and arrow ready in his hands for a deadly strike. He held in and gaped in confusion at his own father who stood in the doorway. He was holding his sword ready in his hand. The king lowered his gaze and saw Baineth on the floor, bleeding and weeping. He closed the door and walked past his confused son who now lowered his bow. Legolas eyes followed his father, who knelt down on the floor next to the elleth.
Thranduil took a good look at her wound and wrapped his arms around her, stopping her swaying by pulling her against his chest. His voice was deep and low when he spoke "Shhh. Everything will be alright. You are safe now". He kissed her temple and Baineth buried her face in his tunic and continued to weep while he held her close. Legolas leaned his head to the side and watched their reciprocation silently, while his mind was flooded with thoughts. He had caught this elleth before. It had happened during the time of the stars. She appeared to come from ...... what had seemed his father's..... chamber? Legolas frowned. What he saw was unmistakable. She had indeed met her lover when he had caught her in the passage. Her lover.... his own father....... Legolas expression darkened once he realized what he was looking at.
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