Sapphire Eyes | By : DurOltha Category: -Multi-Age > Slash - Male/Male Views: 13711 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sapphire Eyes:
As Legolas mounted his horse,
he discerned about 15 guards were accompanying them. “Adar?” he called out but
instead of his father, a strong hand met him on his shoulder “Ahh…excited about
your first journey?” Legolas sniffed and smiled “Ai Sirith, you are coming?”
The kings seneschal laughed “well of course I am my prince, do you truly
believe that I would allow the king and prince set off anywhere without me?
Besides, I need to keep a special eye on you my prince, after all, you do
have a reputation of sneaking off and kissing edain on my watch”. Legolas
rolled his eyes “what about Nenuial…is he coming? When do we leave?” Sirith
chuckled and patted his shoulder “Your Adar has given Nenu some time off, he
will not be coming…and we will be leaving soon enough my dear prince”.
Midway to Rivendel camp was
made. Legolas found a tree nearby and sat below it. “Ion-nin, are you alright?
I sense some trepidation”. Legolas stood and wrapped his hands around his
fathers waist “I just realized Adar, I know not Rivendel, its hallways and
such, I…I am nervous, what if I bump into something or…” Thranduil cut him of
“My sweet ion, relax, we will figure something out, until then, just stay close
to Genderel or Sirith alright?” Legolas sighed then quickly jumped into the
tree and made himself comfortable for the night.
Arriving in Rivendel, Legolas
herd the trees welcoming him, letting him know that word had spread among them
of his coming, and that they would comfort his loneliness and fears if needed.
A bit relieved that the trees here were friendly, Legolas hummed his thank you.
“Legolas?” The prince smiled “the trees were just welcoming me ad…my lord”.
Thranduil smiled then looked forward and noticed a welcoming group.
Lord Elrond greeted them in the
courtyard as they arrived. “Mae-Govannen, King Thranduil and Chief Adviser
Genderel”. Thranduil took a deep breath “and to you Elrond Peredhil”. The
Mirkwood guards slowly led their horses to the stables. Sirith walked over to
the prince “worry not Legolas…I will take her, Thranduil is 12 steps to your
right…go”. Legolas took a deep breath, lowered his gaze and shored up next to
his father. Elrond glanced toward the young elf “And who might you be penneth?” Thranduil cleared his throat, in
his own way trying to let his son know exactly where he was, hopeing it would
bring him some comfort. “This is Legolas”. Elrond smiled “welcome to Rivendel
Legolas of Mirkwood”. The prince honed in on his voice and bowed “Hannon le
lord Elrond”.
With a nod, Erestor gestured
the way “I will show you to your rooms, so you may refresh yourselves from your
travels…saes, follow me”. As they followed Rivendel's Chief Adviser, Legolas
became nervous at their pace and whispered “my lord?” Thranduil placed his hand
on the small of his sons back to assist him as they briskly walked the
corridors. Arriving at there rooms, Erestor turned “ this is your room King
Thranduil…Chief Adviser Genderel you are here, across the hall…” Erestor kept
an unreadable expression on his face as he noticed the Kings hand possessively
never leaving the young elf. “…And you penneth, you are around the corner to
your left, follow me”.
Thranduil tightened his hold
“Erestor, I would prefer he have the room next to mine”. Erestor arched his
brow “as you wish, saes, allow us time to prepare it then?” “That is
acceptable, I will keep him with me until then”. Erestor bowed and walked away.
Erestor made his way back to Elrond’s study, walked to the far table, and
poured himself some tea. Elrond glanced to Celeborn and Glorfindel quizzically
“Erestor, did you invite them to evening meal?” The Chief Adviser shook his
head “Nay, I need to return shortly, due to Thranduil requesting that the
penneth have the room next to his, instead of down the hall. He is staying with
him until it is prepared. I will extend your invitation then”.
The 4 of them sat in silence
drinking there tea when Glorfindel cleared his throat “he is a tad young don’t
you think?” Erestor nodded “the entire way to there rooms Thranduil had his
hand upon the small of his back, then refusing to have him further then a room
away?” Elrond frowned “he does not even look like he is past his majority yet”
Celeborn poured himself more tea “I was watching from the balcony when they
arrived…he seemed a bit shy…I do not believe he looked up once”. The 4 eldar’s
collectively nodded.
A short time later, Erestor
returned to Thranduils suite and lightly raped on the door. The Mirkwood king
answered “Ahh, Erestor…back so soon? Is Legolas’s room ready?” Erestor nodded
as he glanced into the room past Thranduil and noticed the young elf tying his
leggings. The Mirkwood ruler sidestepped into the advisers view “was there
anything else Chief Counselor?” Clearing his throat, Erestor bowed his head
“Yes, Lord Elrond wishes for me to extend an invitation to yourself, Genderel
and the penneth, to join him and Celeborn for evening meal”. Thranduil half
glanced over his shoulder at Legolas who was now sitting quietly sitting on the
edge of his bed, “Genderel and myself will attend, as for Legolas, I am unsure
at this time. Saes, express my thanks to lord Elrond…you may go…I will show
Legolas his room.” Erestor gave a polite nod “as you wish my lord, I will
inform lord Elrond”.
Thranduil waited for the
adviser to leave. As soon as he turned the corner leaving there hallway,
Genderel opened his door and scurried into Thranduils room. When Legolas herd
the door lock, he stood up from the edge of the bed and growled “Urugh…I swear
on the rising of Anor, if they call me ‘the penneth’ one more time I will draw
my blades and start slicing!” Thranduil chortled, “Alright now ion-nin calm
yourself”. Legolas shook his head “Ada, will I have to attend evening meal?”
The elf king sighed “we shall see, right now I am going to Elrond’s study and
feel them out first, go to your room and get used to its feel”. Genderel took
the prince’s forearm “come my prince, I will help you learn to navigate your
new chamber” “Hannon le Genderel”.
Thranduil approached the study,
took a deep breath and knocked. “Come…Ahh Thranduil, was there something else
you nodded?” Elrond inquired as he motioned for him to sit. Erestor offered him
a glass of wine “thank you Erestor, nay Elrond everything is perfect and your
hospitality is most welcoming…I…” Thranduil downed the wine in one take, much
to the surprise of the 4 eldar. Erestor refilled his glass and looked to the
others. It did not escape their notice that Thranduil was a bit shaky and his
eyes showed the promise of tears “…I would like…to dispel old wrongs and…start
anew” he finished with a whisper.
Elrond quickly knelt before his
old friend “everyone here would greatly welcome that, we have been worried
about you, ever since your mate was killed, we were afraid you were succumbing
to grief…it is good to see you have moved on and taken another lover”.
Glorfindel chimed in with a chuckle “albeit a tad young though don’t you think
Thran? The Mirkwood king was taken aback “how…how did you know he was my lover,
I have given no outward affections in your presence? And nai, he is younger
then I but…” Erestor cut him off “no outward affections? You had your hand
possessively on him since you arrived…then I…well, I saw him dressing next to
your bed when I returned”.
Thranduils eyes flew wide when
he realized whom they were talking about and burst into a fit of laughter “you all thought that Legolas was my
lover?!” The 4 eldar could not help but laugh themselves as they watched
Thranduil nearly fall from his chair as he laughed “Oh I will have to tell him
that! I know exactly what his response will be…he will scrunch up his beautiful
face, shudder, and probably mumble something like ‘Eww’.”
Celeborn decided to take
advantage of Thranduils excellent mood “so then who is your new lover?” The
Mirkwood king calmed some and smiled “Genderel”. Glorfindel gave a sly smile
“Ahh, alright now, Genderel I can see…but then who is Legolas, a servant?”
Thranduil let out a tentative
sigh “Nay…he…he is my son”. The entire room fell silent. Thranduil cleared his
throat “she was pregnant when she was killed, the Valar saw fit to allow him to
survive…so I raised him myself…I just could not face others…so I focused on
him, he kept me from fading, my love for him kept me sane…then Genderel, and
now my renewed friendship with all of you, I have not felt this happy…”
Thranduil took a deep breath “…for a very long time”.
Celeborn grabbed him and pulled
him into a deep hug “and this is why you cave called this gathering?” Thranduil
nodded “I wanted to formally declare Legolas as my successor to the rule of
Mirkwood”. Elrond walked to the study door “I will have him sent for, we should
greet him properly”. Thranduil leapt to the door “Nay! …nay…I will go retrieve
him, he would be leery of strangers and is unfamiliar with his surroundings, we
will return shortly…I…I hope you truly accept him, I love him dearly”. After he
left, Elrond turned to the others confused “I do not understand his fears, why
would we not accept him”.
Thranduil knocked on his son’s
door “Legolas, let me in”. Genderel opened it “Well? How did it go?” The
Mirkwood king grabbed his love and roughly planted a kiss on his lips. Genderel
grabbed his lord’s biceps and squeezed. Thranduil finally released him, both
panting. Genderel swallowed hard and caught his breath “that well ay?” “Better
then I had hoped for…they welcomed me openly and Glorfindel displayed a
positive reaction to our relationship”. Genderel stilled “y…you openly
mentioned us?” Thranduil relayed the whole event and misunderstanding about
Legolas, just then, the prince walked in from the balcony with a sour look on
his face and whispered “Eww”.
Thranduil smiled “I thought you
would react that way…now come here and sit on the edge of the bed”. Legolas
complied, then suddenly felt his fathers hands in his hair “Ada what…”
Thranduil taped the top of his son’s head “shh”. After his father backed away,
he reached to feel his hair and smiled “I get to ware the families braid
again?” Genderel smiled “he announced you, therefore it should be displayed…I
must say it looks very fine with your warrior braids”. Thranduil placed a kiss
on his sons forehead “you have no time to change…however, you look as though
you are about to go hunting…you need to remove your weapons”. Legolas fiddled
with his hem… “Adar saes, may I keep them on?” Thranduil frowned “I am sorry
ion-nin, it would be inappropriate for you to ware them to a gathering”.
Legolas stood, removed his
weapons, placed them on the bed, turned and smoothed out his clothes and hair
“presentable Adar?” Thranduil beamed “as always ion-nin”. Walking down the
corridor, Legolas chewed his lower lip “Adar, who will be there?” “Lord Elrond
and Lord Glorfindel…they are bonded by the way…possibly Elrond’s sons Elladan
and Elrohir, Chief Adviser Erestor, Lord Celeborn and more then likely Haldir”.
Legolas furrowed his brow
“Haldir?” Genderel maneuvered the prince around a stone bench “he is the March
Warden of Lothlorien…like Sirith is your Adar’s seneschal”. “Ada, what did they
say when you told them about me?” Thranduil cleared his throat “well, I really
only told them of your birth, about your Naneth’s attack, that you survived and
I raised you…. Ahh we are here”. Legolas halted “and how did they react when
you told them I was sightless” Grabbing his son by the bicep, he grabbed for
the latch “you will be fine ion-nin, let them discover your sightlessness on
there own”.
Genderel entered the study,
looked around and thought ‘aye, there is so much in here, he will have
bruises all over his legs’. Glorfindel handed him some wine and smiled
“Sooo…you and Thran ay?” Genderel rolled his eyes and blushed slightly, then
looked to the door as Thranduil, still holding his sons arm, drug him thru the
door.
TBC…………………
Translations:
Ada/Adar------------------Dad/Father
Saes-----------------------Please
Adan/Edain----------------Man/Men
Nai------------------------Yes
Ion-nin---------------------My
son
Penneth--------------------Young
one
Hannon Le-----------------Thank
you
Mae-Govannen------------Well
met
Anor-----------------------Sun
Eldar-----------------------Elves
Peredhil--------------------Half-eleven
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