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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
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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Thranduil was highly irritated. The elves prepared for Galadriel's arrival and the king had no interest to spend his day with her. He would listen for hours to her council. As noon approached the news reached him, that the Lady of light would arrive. Thranduil strode reluctantly towards the large gate to welcome them. Galadriel rode in on a large white horse followed by her husband Celeborn and a generously large host of elves from Lothlorien. They crossed the narrow bridge one after another and the king welcomed them to his palace. Galadriel had spotted him first and pondered, what she knew from Lord Elrond already. She had seen a lot within her mirror but Elrond had given her more information's, of which some surprised her greatly.
The elves dismounted their horses and walked further into the palace. Thranduil was greatly surprised when Galadriel uttered the desire to take rest after their long journey. During her previous visits the king had sat in his study, where he had listened to Galadriel's lectures for countless hours, before he had been able could persuade her, to have a rest after her journey. But this time was different. He watched with surprise when they followed Galion, who lead them to their chambers. Thranduil huffed and made his way to the large halls where the preparations for his wedding were progressing nicely due to his son's strict supervision.
*****
"You saw it coming and you did nothing?" Galadriel's voice was filled with surprise when Elrond nodded. Galadriel eyed Elrond thoughtfully "Why did you not return to Rivendell while you had the chance?"
Elrond smiled "I can see the future as you know. Not only ,Thranduil's and Baineth's but mine as well. I want that their child will be born healthy. Baineth will need much support. I want to be there for her. She is the future queen of this realm and I desire to give her the knowledge which she will need in the future. Many things will happen and her choices will influence the future of many. Besides, the child within her womb will listen to my words too. And as we know, Thranduil's heir will play a significant part in the future."
Celeborn leaned back and sighed heavily "What about Arwen and Imaldris? Aren't you worried?"
Celeborn's question made Elrond's mood sorrowful.
"Lindir is in Imladris and he will take care of everything. My heart longs to see Arwen. I wish that she will live in peace and I want her happiness. That is another reason why I will stay here."
Galadriel looked at him intently, "The peace you speak of, stands on the edge of a blade. Much can and will happen in the future. Many things are uncertain, yet some things can not be changed even if we want to. All our endeavor might prove futile, if but a single pawn will go astray. The price to pay for the peace for which your heart longs for, might be much higher, than you are ready to pay."
Elrond's expression had saddened while he had listened to Galadriel's words. He himself had foreseen a future for his daughter. Elrond leaned against the backrest of the settee on which he sat and sighed sadly.
"My heart has always longed to sail to the undying lands. I want to be whole again. But I feel responsible to remain here. To insure the peace for middle earth, me and Arwen must play our part too. We must linger here. If we should win peace, I know the price which I must pay for it. And when I will finally sail to be reunited with my wife, my heart still won't be whole, because it is meant to remain broken forever."
Silence fell and the three elves sat together each of them lost to their own thoughts. After a while Elrond smiled amused.
"Legolas has prevented that the jewels reached Erebor."
Galadriel's brows arched "Has he?"
"Yes indeed." The small smile on Elrond's lips disappeared and his expression saddened once again. "I know I should not have done this, but when the king repeatedly ignored my hints, I shared with Legolas my vision of the future. The prince was deeply disturbed. He stopped the guards who had the jewels before they could leave the woodland realm."
"You have done right". Galadriel said.
Celeborn nodded "Does Thranduil know, what Legolas has done?"
Elrond smiled "Yes. When Thranduil was about to ride to Erebor to pick up the necklace, Legolas told him, what he had done. Legolas claimed the jewels for himself, as they had once belonged to his mother. He said that his father had no right to gift them to another elleth. The prince dared much but he was rewarded. Until today his father did not object."
Galadriel nodded, "That is truly unusual. The king has changed. The elleth has a good influence on him and his child will too. Let us hope that their future will be bright."
Elrond nodded, "Will you give shelter to Tauriel? I know that Legolas will opt for Lothlorien. He will say that Imladris is too close to the woodland realm, apart of that, the dwarfs will travel through Imladris on their journey."
Galadriel smiled at Elrond, "Yes, if she wishes to stay in Lothlorien, Tauriel will be more than welcome. But what will the prince say to her? Tauriel was raised in Imladris."
Erond sighed "Well, Fimiel is still here. To Thranduil's dismay the council has decided, that she will be banished. The king demanded her execution. The king's council has expressed their desire, to meet with us after the wedding. They will request us to accept Fimiel in one of our realms. It will be best if you will speak first and welcome her to live in Lothlorien. I will then suggest, that Fimiel should be watched. That should satisfy the king. We will appoint Tauriel as the guard and she will go to Lothlorien."
Galadriel and Celeborn agreed to Elrond's suggestions and they spent their time, discussing details.
*****
Baineth stood before the mirror and looked at her reflection. The dress fit her perfectly and made her pregnancy clearly visible. Úllothel clasped her hands together in excitement and smiled broadly.
"You look beautiful, my child. I'm sure the King's breath will falter as soon as he will see you."
Malfinnor put his hands on Baineth's shoulders, smiling at her.
"You look stunning," he said before he kissed Baineth's forehead and hugged her.
Baineth leaned her head against Malfinnor's chest and closed her eyes. She could not believe that she would marry the king the next night. Thranduil had been unusually relaxed in recent days and she wondered why. Baineth sighed. No matter what the reason was, she hoped that Thranduil's good mood would last long.
Camaenor cleared his throat and Malfinnor took a step back from his daughter. A maid began to open the laces of the dress while Malfinnor's and gently stroked Baineth's belly.
"In less than a years time you will know what it means to be a mother," he said affectionately.
Baineth smiled nervously at her father, who cupped her cheek with one hand, "Are you afraid?"
She pondered over his question.
"Not really. In the beginning I was afraid. Thranduil has changed and I hope that it is a permanent change. I feel safe and loved."
Úllothel helped Baineth to dress and they were leaving the sewing room to return to the king's chamber.
*****
Legolas watched his father as he adjusted his robes a last time. Everything was ready and the elves awaited the king's arrival. Despite Baineth's reluctance, the king had denied her desire to celebrate their wedding in small style. It would be celebrated as that, what it was - the wedding of a king and his future queen. Legolas had been busy the last days to supervise the final preparation. Now the time had finally come.
Thranduil turned to him and could not hide his satisfied grin. He would finally do what he should have done from the outset. And that was to marry Baineth. He approached his son.
"Are you ready Legolas?"
The prince nodded, "Do you have a ring for Baineth?"
Thranduil nodded and opened the small box which he held in his left hand, revealing a small golden ring. It looked rather simple and the prince began to clasp a small object nervously in his palm while he stared at his father thoughtfully.
"I did not want to give away my mother's jewels. Although I like Baineth and accept your relationship, it would have been wrong in my eyes."
Legolas fell silent and Thranduil stared at him, his gaze filled with guilt.
"It is alright. It was my selfish desire, which made me forget about your right to your mother's jewels. What you did was correct and please know, that there are no bad feelings from my side."
Legolas shuffled his feet and sighed heavily "Ada, I wanted to... give you something."
He opened his hand and revealed to his father a ring.
"Elrond has forged it secretly. I hope you like the style and design."
Thranduil reached out for the ring, studying it silently before he gazed into his son's eyes.
"You did not have to do that. I have understood and respected your motivations."
Legolas smiled, "I'm happy. The silver is mine and the jewel of my mother. I hope that the ring fits Baineth."
Thranduil stepped forward and embraced Legolas, who in his turn wrapped his arms around his father's broad back.
"It will. It surely will, my son."
Galion knocked carefully on the open door.
"My king, your wife will arrive first at the great hall, if you do not hurry."
Thranduil smiled at Legoals and together they left the chamber to go to the hall.
*****
"Why am I so nervous?"
Malfinnor and Úllothel laughed amused at Baineth's question.
"Because everyone is nervous on their wedding day," Úllothel replied.
Baineth scoffed as she walked down the grand staircase in front of the large hall.
"I bet the king isn't nervous. He is far too old to get nervous."
Malfinnor tightened his grip on his daughter's arm and chuckled
"Believe me when I say that he is as nervous as you are. I saw him this morning and his nervousness was clearly visible."
They stopped and Baineth looked a last time at her mother and father before she nodded to the guards, who opened the grand doors. Her heart faltered when she gazed first into the large hall which had been beautifully decorated. Her breath trembled while they walked inside. Baineth mind was blank from panic and her father lead her towards the center of the hall where the king awaited her. The warmth of her father's hand left her before her hand was instantly enveloped in the warmth of the king's hands. He raised her hand to kiss her knuckles. Baineth gazed into the Thranduil's eyes which seemed to be warmer than usual, happier and she spotted a deep and calm peace within them. She inhaled deeply and a beautiful smile played on her lips, indicating that all was well.
*****
The feast was long over and the elves enjoyed wine, dance and lengthy conversations. Baineth sat next to the king at the head of the table, who had not once let go of her hand, since she had entered the large hall. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze and she turned her head to look at him. Thranduil smiled at her mischievously before he leaned closer to her, "I am planning to leave the festivities with you within the next hour. Is that alright with you?"
Baineth's smile widened and she nodded her agreement while she bit on her lower lip. They got up and walked through the large hall. Thranduil conversed with the elves while Baineth stood next to him and listened to the different conversations. They would leave the hall soon and Baineth blushed slightly when she thought about what would happen next. She felt his gaze and she looked up at him for a moment. Thranduil leaned down to her and whispered into her ear.
"Have patience my dear. I will satisfy your desires once we are alone."
Her blush deepened and Baineth tried to hide her flushed face from others. Finally they began to walk towards the large stairs, while the king spoke to his advisors occasionally, giving them last instructions. The air was cooler in the corridors which lead upwards. Baineth shivered and Thranduil wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her closer. He placed a kiss on the top of her head as they walked. They went further up in a part of the palace in which Baineth had never been. She looked at the king questioningly before she noticed the guards which stood by the entrance of a narrow corridor. They bowed to them and let them pass without a word.
"Where are we going?" Baineth's voice was lowered as she did not want the guards to hear her speak.
"This is the entrance to the marital chamber." He glanced down at her and grinned briefly, "We have used this chamber before. But we used the secret passages to get here. Now we have every right to use it whenever we like."
A small light shone in his eyes and her heart pounded faster when she spotted it. He loved her and she loved him. Baineth sighed inaudible when they stopped in front of the door. Thranduil opened it and together they walked into the small chamber. It had been beautifully decorated. The air bore the scent of jasmine and many candles had been lit, which illuminated the chamber in a warm light. Baineth walked toward the small fireplace and stared at the flames for some time, which danced merrily. Then her gaze began to wander through the chamber. She remembered the times which she had spend here with the king. She stared down at her womb and she placed her hands protectively over it. Baineth smiled and wished that she could stop time. This moment was very special. She looked at Thranduil who stood nearby, watching her attentively. He looked so peaceful and happy. A smile graced his face and she wished that he had always been like this. But then, if that had been the case, things would not be the same. Baineth was not sure if she would love him the way she did. A broad smile appeared on her face and he approached her slowly. Thranduil wrapped her into his arms waist and held her close while kissing the top of her head.
"It seems that I have been waiting for this moment for ages," he said.
She simply nodded but remained silent. Baineth's body tensed momentarily when he began to shift his weight from one leg to the other. First it were tiny steps, but then Baineth was absolutely sure, that it was a dance. Thranduil had not danced with her that night at the festivities. But now she felt his hand on her waist while the other found her hand, enveloping it protectively in his. Baineth was a clumsy dancer. She let go of her worries and fear and let him lead her. As their movement became more and more fluid, she gazed up into his eyes. He gazed back at her, his eyes filled with love and affection. He smiled gently and continued to dance with her. It seemed as if time had stood still and Baineth finally broke their eye contact when their movements began to slow down. She rested her cheek on his chest and heard his heart beating peacefully within his broad chest. Baineth closed her eyes while he continued to move around with her slowly. It was special. Something what she had not expected. Baineth totally relaxed and he embraced her protectively and placed kisses on the top of her head from time to time. He stopped when they stood near the fire place and held her in his arms. The warmth of the fire brought her great pleasure. Finally Baineth lifted her head from his chest and met his loving gaze. She smiled at him and stood on her toes to kiss him. He ran the back of his hand over her cheek and his gaze traveled over every inch of her face which was so beautiful. Her cheeks were fuller and the skin shone with life. The pregnancy made her more and more beautiful with each day that passed by. Thranduil kissed her lips before he began to open the laces of her dress.
As he bared her shoulders and breasts she slid out her arms from the sleeves and began to unbutton his tunic. It was a different style and the buttons were tricky to be undone. Yet he waited patiently as Baineth struggled. She looked up into his eyes and giggled when she was half way done. His fingers traced over her collarbone before he tugged the hair back over her shoulder. His index finger traced over her cleavage and he stroked her nipples which were of rose color. Her skin was warm and silken and he leaned down to place a kiss on her shoulder. His hot breath on her bare skin caused Baineth to shiver and he elicited a moan from her mouth when his hot tongue traveled over her skin, up her neck until he reached her ear. He held her waist with is hands and began to lick along her earlobe, taking the tip of her ear into his hot mouth. Baineth pushed his tunic over his shoulders down to his elbows and arched her body against his. Her hard nipples brushed over his chest when she pressed herself against him as she moaned. Thranduil played with the tip of her ear until her breath was more than just excited. She was deeply aroused. He picked her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her over to the bed. Baineth sat up and began to unbuckle his belt while he stood over her, watching with anticipation. She licked her lips and leaned forward but he stopped her. Before she could touch him he grabbed her hands and looked down at her, his gaze filled with love and warmth. "No," he said. Baineth crawled further onto the bed and he followed her. He pulled the covers back and Baineth settled comfortably on the bed, eyeing him with expectation, "Why not?"
He smiled and lay down next to her, "I won't begin our marriage that way." His fingers ran over her cheek and he wrapped his hand behind her head pulling her close. His kisses were gentle. When he pulled back to take a good look at her she asked, "And why not?"
Thranduil's smile almost vanished, "If this would be our first night together, I would never ask you to do this." His expression was kind of funny, "It actually began like this," he said with remorse, "But back then I did not love you."
The atmosphere was suddenly weird and he understood his mistake. Thranduil cleared his throat and looked at her with a warmth which she had never before seen. "I meant to say, that I learned to love you." To his relieve Baineth smiled at him. She ran her hand over his chest and said, "I know our story. That is not new to me." He smiled then and stopped her hand from roaming over his chest, bringing it up to his mouth to place a chaste kiss on her knuckles.
"Just imagine that this IS our first night. It won't be hard because I am going to treat you like that. I will treat you as my queen." Having said this, he rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her. He kissed her gently and began to trail kisses along her jawline, down to her chin. He sucked and nibbled on her neck before he kissed over her cleavage. Baineth moaned out when he began to massage the tips of her ears with his fingers. His lips found her nipple and he licked over it, savoring the taste of her skin. His hot tongue circled her nipple and Baineth moans filled the silence in the small chamber. Suddenly he sat back, eyeing it with great longing. "You look beautiful," said Thranduil with a husky voice as he grabbed her lower thighs and spread her legs slightly. He lifted one of her legs and kissed her ankle gently. Baineth smiled at him and enjoyed the feel of his hot breath on her skin. From the inside of her ankle, he began to trail kisses upwards. Gentle and loving kisses. Their eyes met as he kissed her lower leg. When Thranduil kissed her knee, his kisses had become passionate. He nipped and sucked on her skin while he stroked her trembling thigh with one hand. Baineth's face was flushed while the waves of desire rolled through her body. Her trembling hands reached for his strong shoulders and she tried to pull him closer. It was in vain. Thranduil looked at her mischievously before he placed tender kisses in an agonizing slow manner above her knee.
His tongue poked out and gently licked her skin, tasting her. Baineth trembled with lust. She had abandoned her idea to pull him closer and her fingers were now buried in his hair, which she pulled unconsciously. Thranduil groaned softly, his hot breath brushed the inside of her thigh as he could no longer ignore her yearning. His lower lip trembled and he continued to caress her silky skin. Baineth breathed excitedly as she felt his warm hands on her buttocks. She arched towards him when she felt his breath on her femininity. His tongue ran through her folds and spread them to give him access to her pearl. Then he took her pearl in his hot mouth and began to slowly suck. She let go of his hair and grabbed the sheets, which she held in her clenched fists. Her head fell back and she moaned repeatedly while he continued to pleasure her. His tongue circled her pearl before it traveled lower to the entrance of her womanhood. His tongue slid slowly into her heat while he began to stimulate her swollen pearl with his finger. He found a comfortable rhythm, which caused Baineth to moan incessantly. Her entire body was trembling with excitement. Her muscles began to tense and she closed her eyes. Thranduil withdrew his tongue from her heat and he inserted a finger into her, while his lips searched greedy for her pearl. Baineth arched her back off the bed and let out a long and sensual moan when he began to suck her eagerly. He felt her inner muscles begin to contract around his finger with which he massaged her soft spot. She wriggled under his touch and tried to move away from him. But he did not let her. He sucked her all the way through her orgasm until her moans became steady once again.
Thranduil reached down and touched his throbbing length, stroking it firmly, before he finally released her pearl. Baineth opened her eyes which were heavily hooded. He smirked at her when he saw her raw lust shine in them. Thranduil's eyes wandered over her body, wondering how to please her next. But Baineth had other things in mind. She sat up and before he knew it, straddled his heated lap. She lowered herself onto his pulsing length. Thranduil groaned out in a predatory manner and grabbed her by her waist, pushing her onto the mattress before he lowered his body cautiously onto hers. He felt her inner heat around his shaft, her silky and hot skin, bare against his, her breath on his blushed face, her swollen abdomen pressed against his, which was flat and muscular. Thranduil felt utterly fulfilled and began to thrust inside her steadily. Long strokes, not too slow and not too fast. Her arms wrapped around his strong neck and their gazes met. They looked into pools of lust and bliss, passion and care, love and happiness. Baineth closed her eyes and allowed him to lead their lovemaking. She did not see the satisfied grin which played on his lips, the vivid gleam of pride and power which flickered in his eyes. He had her exactly there were she should have been from the very beginning. Alas, had he appreciated her from the beginning. He banned those thoughts from his mind and joined her in the bliss of sensual pleasure.
Her tight inner walls, clasped desperately around his length, which moved in and out of her with passion. She opened her eyes and beheld him. Thranduil's hair hang loose down, covering his cheeks, a few strands stuck to his sweaty skin. The others tickling her cleavage as he moved passionately above her. His eyes were hooded and his gaze intense, firm and determined because his goal was right ahead of him. His facial muscles tensed visibly and he parted his lips, allowing a quiet but deep moan to escape his light pink lips. Baineth cupped his face with her hands and returned his gaze. The heated pressure within him penetrated her own tender body, causing her to shiver fiercely. He stepped over the barrier between them and let her share in his lust for her, something she greatly desired. The pulsing need within him, echoed loudly through her body, which responded by surrendering its own lust and desire. Baineth's body tensed rapidly and her toes curled, as her fingers dug deeply into the flesh of his muscular shoulders. She was about to arch her head back into the pillow as he silently forbade her to do so. Baineth groaned out loudly and Thranduil joined her as they found their release together. Her moan was silenced by his greedy lips which claimed her mouth passionately, as if it was their last kiss. His fingers roamed through her disheveled hair before he held her close. His hot seed still spilled inside her womb, which carried his child and he could not stop his body from quivering as he realized, that he held perfection in his hands. His lips claimed hers less passionately until he brushed his lips tenderly over hers. "I love you", he whispered with a husky voice, before he slid his tongue into her mouth to rediscover his territory once again.
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