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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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Legolas dropped his bow once again and picked up her sleeve from the floor. He wrapped it carefully around her arm and made a tight knot, trying to stop the wound temporarily from bleeding. Thranduil watched his son silently. He had felt Baineth's sudden fear before a sharp pain had entered his body and fëa. He knew that something bad had happened to her. His son's words interrupted his train of thoughts. The princes expression was anxious "Ada, let us go with her to the healers ward. Her wound must be cleaned and stitched". The king shook his head, his voice was agitated "No! Not the healers ward". Legolas eyes widened as he was shocked by his father's words "Ada, the elleth's wound has to be healed"! Thranduil shook his head vigorously "I myself will take care of that". The prince stared at his father silently for a moment before he nodded "What do you need"?
Legoals stepped over the dead orc and hurried upwards towards his father's chamber. He opened the door and did not pay attention to Galion who still stood in the chamber awaiting his king's return. Galion's mind had been clouded with fear and worries after the king had left the chamber armed with his sword. He was unsure what he had to expect when the king returned. The princes visit had been the last thing Galion had expected. Legoals approached the chest near the balcony doors and opened it. He rummaged through it with haste. Galion approached him and questioned himself what was going on.He wondered whether the prince had found out about the relationship his father. Was the king in denial, and Legolas was trying to find a proof? Galion knew that Thranduil had stored Baineth's dresses in this chest. What was it, what the prince knew? Legolas pulled a small bag from the chest which closed with a loud thud. Then he rushed over the the large doors and motioned Galion to follow him. Together they hurried along the long and dark corridors. Galion did not understand what was going on and became nervous when they neared Baineth's chamber. Now he was almost certain that the prince knew about his father's relationship. Legolas seemed to be greatly concerned but his expression was angered.
He was about to stop the prince when they arrived at Baineth's door. Legolas opened it and Galion saw the king who knelt on the floor. Thranduil held Baineth close to his chest and his large hand pressed firmly onto her arm which apparently bled. The king's hand was covered with her blood and a pool of blood was on the floor. Galion's mind raced with the different possibilities what had happened. Did the prince attack her? No! That was absolutely impossible! Legolas walked up to them and knelt down next to Baineth. Thranduil let go off her arm. He opened the bag which Legolas had brought. Together with his son's help the king began to clean her wound. Galion knelt down behind Baineth and stroked her back gently to sooth her. He felt her fear and pain. Once the wound had been cleaned Thranduil began to stitch it. Baineth body tensed each time the needle penetrated her sore flesh. The king shared in her suffering and tried to work fast to end it. Legolas held Baineth's arm and watched carefully what his father was doing.
Galion had pulled her backwards and her body rested now against his chest. Baineth whimpered and jerked at times. She felt great agony each time when the king pressed the needle into her flesh. The cut on her arm was long and deep. Legolas watched his father work while he steadied her arm. This was indeed very unexpected. His father cared for her. A lot as it seemed. Legolas eyes wandered to Galion who returned his gaze. In Galion's eyes the prince saw no surprise. Legolas concluded that his father's relationship with the elleth had been going on for some time now and that Galion was informed about it. But why did no one inform Legolas upon his return? The prince felt angered and disappointed at the same time. His thoughts broke when Baineth twitched hard. He looked down at her. Baineth's eyes were still filled with tears and slightly reddened by her weeping. Her deeply blushed cheeks were but one sign of the great anxiety which she had felt. The prince felt slightly uncomfortable by the deep agony which emanated from her body. How could this have happened? He looked up at his father and the princes expression darkened. His father would have to answer some questions tonight.
When Thranduil was done with the stitching Baineth let out a heavy sigh. She was extremely stressed and exhausted. Thranduil picked her up and carried her to her bathroom where he washed her. The warm water and the king's gentle touch began to calm down Baineth's senses and she was hit by a large wave of exhaustion. When she was clean Thranduil carried her back into her chamber and laid her unto her bed. During the king's absence Legolas and Galion had been busy removing the blood from the floor. They approached her bed and eyed Baineth with concern. She cuddled up in her blanket and rested her head on the king's thigh. Thranduil ran his fingers through Baineth's wet hair and listened attentively to her breathing which was not yet calm. Galion cleared his throat "My king, don't you think that she should rest now"? Thranduil nodded after a moment of thought and looked down at Baineth "I'll let you sleep now. Don't be afraid. I will not leave your side". She nodded and the king placed his hand on her head and chanted elvish words, causing her to fall asleep. Her breath steadied but her face remained tensed.Tonight's incident had been a great shock to her. The words which had been spoken by Elrond began to echo through Thranduil's mind and he would have paid attention to them, if his son would not have spoken.
Legolas eyed his father with anger while he shook his head "Ada, this is absolutely unacceptable. I will never accept this"! The king's posture stiffened immediately and he returned his son's gaze with the same intensity "I have not asked for your opinion my son, and I will definitely not ask for your permission"! Legolas approached his father, shaking his head in disbelief "She could have been killed. She would be dead if I had not been there. How can you be so careless"? Thranduil's expression was angry "She is non of your concern"! His son was taken aback by his father's words. She was non of your concern? What was going on? Legolas misunderstood his father's words and intentions "When I saw you kneeling on the floor next to her, I thought that you care about her. I believed that you had chosen her to be your wife. That would have been fine. But I will not tolerate that you will use her as your ... Plaything"!
The king's eyes widened dramatically. Plaything? Baineth was no plaything for him! Thranduil was confused by Legolas words "Your words do not make any sense. First you say this is unacceptable, now you say something else". Legolas furrowed his brows "Absolutely unacceptable is that you have endanger her life carelessly! You know how dangerous these tunnels can be. Still you allowed her to use them. Why? Does it mean nothing to you? Is that so?
The king felt infuriated, greatly infuriated. But with himself. Elrond had warned him about this. He had said 'The longer you keep others in darkness, the greater is the risk for her'. His words might have had a deeper meaning then the king had thought at first. The danger had lurked in the darkness of the passages, and his desire to keep their relationship a secret could have cost Baineth her life, if not for his son. Thranduil sighed heavily. He had to finally abandon his ideas and plans. He had been defeated. The king gazed for a long time down at sleeping Baineth before his gaze met that of his son "Baineth is no plaything for me. She is...." Thranduil sighed heavily "I have bonded with her. She not only holds my heart within her hands, but my fëa too".
Legolas said nothing but watched his father. The king's face displayed countless emotions, while he stared down at Baineth. Thranduil wanted her safety. But to achieve it, he had to give up his own wishes and ideas. Otherwise he could not guarantee her protection. He sighed heavily and looked up. His gaze traveled from Legolas to Galion and then back to his son before her sighed again "I wanted her for myself. I don't want to share Baineth with anyone. Once our relationship is made public, everything will change. I dread this moment. But I dread the possibility to loose her far more".
Legolas lacked the practical experience, but he was an elf. His father's feelings were a part of his own nature. He was also just as his father an ellon. Legolas nodded slowly and his expression was kind "Love means to make sacrifices for one another. There is no greater pleasure once we walk that road". Thranduil was silent for a moment, while he pondered about his sons words. The question of his son interrupted his thoughts "What is your decision"? The king looked down at Baineth "Her safety is worth much more than my desires". He sighed heavily "I have made up my mind. I will have to take the next step - the final step". Thranduil looked over to his attendant "Galion, summon the council members for a meeting first thing tomorrow morning. I will inform them about my desire to marry Baineth". Galion bowed to his king "Yes, my king. Is there anything else I can do"? Thranduil shrugged his shoulders "I do not know now. But I fear that revealing our relationship will bring another danger to light. A danger of which I have been warned before". Thranduil looked at his son. Legolas furrowed his brows and sat down on the bed "Ada,what kind of danger are you talking about"? With a glance at Galion the king said "Before Elrond left, he warned me of the dangers if I kept this relationship a secret. He said that it would endanger Baineth. I made the grave mistake to take his words lightly". Legolas was surprised "Lord Elrond has knowledge about your relationship with Baineth"? Thranduil nodded "Yes. At that time Elrond warned me of Lhinniel. He said that she might pose a danger to Baineth now, or in the future". Legolas was confused "Who is Lhinniel"? Galion looked at the prince and replied "She is but a servant of the king, nothing more". Legolas nodded but Thranduil shook his head "No there is more than that". Galion's expression was shocked "What is that supposed to mean? Did you....." Thranduil interrupted him "No, no, no. There was nothing between us. She massaged me. That's all. Nothing more than that. But I know her motivation. She aims to take Baineth's place". The furrowed his brows "Does she know about you and Baineth"? Thrandul shook his head" No, she does not". Legolas eyed his father curiously "If that is so, how do you know that she aims to take Baineth's place"? Thranduil arched a brow "I know her thoughts".
Silence fell amongst the elves. Everyone was engrossed in his own thoughts. Legolas finally spoke "Galion will summon your council members for tomorrow morning. Ada, I would suggest that we both attend the meeting". Thranduil nodded in agreement and his son went on "Even if Baineth will not use them anymore, the passages must be guarded from now on. The council must be informed about this incident". The king groaned out and shook his head but Legolas insisted "I knew that you would dislike this idea, but it is necessary. We might not mention Baineth, but we must report that an orc has found its way into the passages. Now Lhinniel remains. What you intend to do about her"? Thranduil thought deeply about the different possibilities which he had "As long as she has not done anything, I can not banish her from my kingdom". Legolas said "With Lord Elrond's warning, which we know are never spoken in vain, we must remain cautious".
Galion nodded in agreement "Indeed. May I speak freely"? Both Thranduil and Legolas looked at him expectantly "We can supervise Lhinniel. And in case that she should try to attack Baineth..." The king interrupted him immediately "Then I will chop her hands off"! Legolas stared at Galion who returned his shocked gaze. The prince shook his head "Ada, we will surely find another punishment in this case". The king shook his head and before he could say something Galion spoke again "This will never happen because we will not let Lhinniel get close to Baineth. We will assign personal guards to her, which will act as maids". Thranduil's expression was skeptical "We have not many female guards here, and everyone in the kingdom knows who they are". Galion nodded "Yes, but surely Elrond will help, maybe even Galadriel. This should be no problem. Apart of this if you have a betrothal ceremony, Baineth will live closer to your personal chamber. Your chambers are in an area where not everyone is allowed to be". It sounded reasonable and the king finally agreed to the suggestions.
When Galion and Legolas had left Baineth's chamber, the king caressed Baineth cheek which was still heated from her blush. He leaned against the backrest and sighed deeply. This would be the last hours which he spent with her alone. After the council meeting he would have to share her with the entire kingdom. At least Baineth would be his if they were together in their marital chamber. He had dreaded this change and had tried to postpone it. But he knew that it was inevitable, and now that he had finally made up his mind, he felt that it was not so bad after all. He no longer had to hide his affection for her anymore and Baineth would be protected properly. She would get what she deserved. Thranduil withdrew his hand from her face and pondered over his rage. He had to learn to control his anger. His behavior tonight had been a large set back. He had believed that he had himself under control. But he didn't. His anger over the council members had turned against Baineth when she had tried to calm him. He caressed her hairline and sighed. He had wronged her. But in moments of anger he could not distinguish with whom he was dealing with. This should never happen again. Thranduil lifted the blanket off her body and looked at her hip. There was a large bruise. The king had spotted it while he had washed her. His fingers brushed over the bruise and he sighed when her body twitched. This was not easy. He covered her body and leaned against the headboard.
If Galion would not have disturbed him, none of this would have happened. Anger swirled through Thranduil's heart, but he quickly directed his anger towards himself. Galion was not to blame. He himself was responsible for Baineth's pain. Thranduil looked at her. He felt the regular tremble of her body and he suspected the dark memories of the attack which most certainly gnawed on her fëa to be the reason. She looked so innocent when she slept. Like an elling. He brushed gently over her cheek and caressed it with his thumb. Despite his sensual appetite for her and her own need for him, she still looked so innocent. He leaned back and remembered the day when he first approached her.
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Her natural curiosity had been a welcome help in his mission. He had approached her physically, finding great satisfaction in her reactions. The shiver which went through her body when he had touched her 'accidentally', the small almost inaudible gasp which had escaped her rosy lips when he had pulled her close to him as he prevented her from stumbling. Her gentle but curious touch when she first laid hand on him. He had known that she would certainly fulfill his every desire. But he had not known where his drive for sensual pleasure would lead him - where it would lead them. Each of her innocent reactions had created a storm of ever increasing lust within him. A storm over which Thranduil had lost control with time. It caused him to fulfill his needs much earlier than he had planned. His body had been set on fire and it was becoming more and more obvious with each day that went by. Her innocence made her remain unaware of his desire. But finally he had shown her what he wanted. Thranduil had pulled her close to him, making her feel his swelling length. His hand had traveled down to her butt, pulling her even closer against his heated body. First she had been startled by his behavior but when the first moment of surprise had passed, Baineth had stood absolutely motionless. Thranduil had noticed that her breath had quickened and then her innocent eyes had looked up at him in a way, which he would never forget. Her eyes were innocent and he had seen fear in them, but they were also questioning. They asked for the unknown. A hint of desire was deeply embedded her. A desire which he had slowly created within her. And then, finally her curiosity had shown brightly through her eyes. Thranduil had sat down on his sofa and let her kneel down between his knees. He spoke no word but rested her hands on his crotch, rubbing them over his shaft. Thranduil had opened his belt buckle and Baineth eyes had widened when he had freed his shaft. He had explained her with a few simple words what he expected before he leaned back letting her do her service. Thranduil's body shuddered when the warm and soft skin of her hands collided first time with that of his shaft. He could have united with her body in this very moment, and it took him all self control to stop himself. Her blue eyes looked up at him questioningly before she began to gently squeeze his shaft. He guided her hands until she herself pumped his shaft in a steady rhythm. He came quickly, too quickly for his liking. Baineth looked a bit surprised when his seed spilled over her hands and landed on her dress. But he did not allow her to leave him then. He wanted more. Baineth continued to fondle his shaft and made him climax twice more, before he allowed her to leave his chamber. But his appetite was not stilled. Thranduil spend the rest of the day suffering from flaming desire for her. His lust for her burned brightly. His mind was devoured from desire and he commanded her to return to him at night. He sat once again on his sofa but this time he wanted something else. Baineth seemed uncertain after listening to his demand but obeyed him nevertheless. She leaned closer to him. Her tongue licked carefully over the tip of his shaft and a deep moan escaped his parted lips. Baineth licked him a few times before she placed a kiss on the head of his shaft. Their eyes met and Thranduil nodded, encouraging her to go on. It was incredibly hard to remain calm when she enveloped her lips around his shaft. She sucked his length gently and he placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her closer to him. While Thranduil pulled her lips further down his shaft, jolts of fiery pleasure shot into his loins and he groaned out loudly. He moved his hips forward, towards her, obeying his bodies burning desire. This was far more intense then he had expected. He forced himself to give her time to become comfortable with her task. Baineth began to slowly bob her head up and down his shaft, taking him in deeper with each of her moves. The king's shaking hands combed through her hair, holding her in place at times. Every breath he took left his lips in the form of a sensual moan. She listened to his moans and found her own enjoyment in it. Thranduil's senses raced madly and he grabbed her by her arms, and forced himself to not push himself too deep inside her. His grip was firm, causing bruises to her arms. But she continued to pleasure him until he climaxed. A guttural moan escaped his lips and Baineth sat up when he released her from his tight grip. He had claimed a part of her innocence that day, and later he took all of it. But it did not matter. Thranduil felt no guilt because now he was forever hers.
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Thranduil's train of thoughts broke when Baineth stirred next to him. A groan escaped her mouth, but it was not one of pleasure, it was pain filled. It reminded the king of his many faults and his self interest which he had pursued. Baineth's body trembled and she felt sickly. The king held her close and soothed her. The silence which surrounded them was peaceful and the king thought deeply how he should explain her what would happen in a few hours. He did not wish to upset her further. Before he could speak to her she looked up at him. Her voice was weak "Where did you learn that"? The king looked at her questioningly "What are you talking about"? Baineth lifted her arm slightly "To clean and to stitch wounds". The king's mood changed immediately and an inaudible sigh escaped his lips "I have learned this during war". His gaze wandered over to her window and he fell silent. Baineth felt his uneasiness and took hold of his hand. His fëa had been pulled into the past and was now tortured by the memory of war. Baineth felt dread emanating from his body. Horror and fear mixed with desperation, exhaustion and determination. She caressed the back of his hand with her thumb and tried to comfort him. There were no words needed to explain. She understood that the wars had taken its toll on him. This might explain his often insufferable behavior. Her arm ached and she closed her eyes and rubbed her face against his thigh. His hand ran over her shoulder and down her arm before his hand clasped hers and he entwined their fingers. Her presence gave him comfort and he pulled her even closer. Before sunset Thranduil inhaled deeply and let out a heavy sigh. He kissed the top of her head "Baineth"? She looked up at him "I have made a decision tonight". She sat up slowly and he pulled her into his lap "Do you remember the words, which I had spoken in the marital chamber"? She nodded. Thranduil continued "I have summoned a council meeting for this morning. I will inform them about my desire to marry you". To his surprise her expression was rather fearful and her eyes reflected doubts. He ran his hand through her disheveled hair before he cupped her cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb "There is nothing for you to fear. I will speak to your father first, after that I will inform my other council members. Believe me when I say that this is the best for both of us".
Baineth leaned her head against his hand and closed her eyes. A trembling sigh escaped her lips and she nodded silently. Thranduil cupped her face with his large hands and pulled her closer while he leaned in to her. His lips brushed gently over hers before he claimed them in a gentle kiss. Baineth wrapped her arms around his neck and winced in pain. She smiled at him weakly and kissed him back. Thranduil sucked on her lower lip and nibbled on it before he stopped abruptly. This was not the time for love making, even if he desperately wanted to. Baineth rested her chin on his shoulder and sat motionless until it was time for Thranduil to go. The knock on her door startled Baineth and she sat up in fear "Shh, it is alright". The door opened and a maid walked into the chamber. She bowed and Thranduil beckoned her to come closer "Baineth, this is Fimiel. She will stay with you until I return. If there is anything what you will need, she will arrange it for you". The king kissed her brow before he got up. He walked out through her door. Baineth's eyes widened and she swallowed hard. The king had just walked out of her chamber into the corridor. This would cause many questions. But it not matter. Within a couple of hours everyone in the kingdom would know about their relationship. This thought scared her and she lay down on the mattress and pulled the blanket over her head. She had always hoped that the king would reciprocate her feelings, but she had never seriously thought about the result which that would have. He had spoken to her in the marital chamber, but it had been like a dream to her. Now that she got what she had longed for - which was the king's affection and love, she began to realize that she would become the queen one day. And this would happen relatively soon. Large tears escaped her eyes and she pulled her knees up against her chest. She was afraid.
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