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Frozen Heart	By : Argleena Category: -Fourth Age to Modern times and beyond > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own (or profit from) the characters in this work, but do enjoy playing with them for your reading pleasure! All LOTR references are property of J.R.R. Tolkien.

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After Elrohir's exhaustive outburst and Elladan fleeing the room, the two lovers stared silently at each other for long moments from across the room, soaking in the presence of the other and trying desperately to comprehend what just happened. Both struggled to wrangle the dozens of emotions, questions, thoughts and feelings that came rushing to them regarding their unbelievable situation. Words could not express the exhilaration each felt at the hope that the love they once shared might be resurrected. This was all tempered, of course, by the circumstances that led them here in the first place with Elrohir's brother. Elrohir may have the best opportunity to achieve his deepest desire of mending his broken heart with Legolas, something he had spent years fixated on and obsessed with, but he now also had to come to terms with his newly broken relationship with his brother, his blood. He was devastated by this betrayal and a snarl curled on his lips. How could Elladan betray him so? The silence continued to grow between the two, who were both too shocked and overwhelmed to know how to move in that moment.
Legolas, who was already a wreck with anxiety, began to interpret his loves silence as the rejection he so feared. The snarl marring his lovers face he took to be caused by himself. In this moment Legolas began to tremble, fear taking over. This was it, he thought. This was when his whole world would shatter. And shatter it did, but for a different reason, a much better reason. Elrohir, pushing aside the the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach caused by his brother’s deceit, used Legolas’ presence as a balm to his damaged and weary soul. He allowed a smile to play over his pale lips and a blush began to spread on cheeks that were almost translucent with lack if color. It was almost as if the grief was washing away right in front of Legolas’ eyes. Love as he had never seen before shone in Elrohir's eyes. Suddenly all was right between the two. No matter what had happened in the past, that was done. They had each other now. Crying out at the same time, the two rushed into one another's arms, clinging to one another, hands tangling in each other's hair and grasping waist and shoulders, they crushed their bodies as close together as possible and let their tears, emotions and heartfelt sentiments spring forth, all the while refusing to let the other go.
I'm so sorry for what my brother has done!” Elrohir whispered vehemently into the delicately pointed ear resting on his shoulder. “He felt a pain of disgust to see his love’s once strong body so frail and weak from grief. Please believe me when I say I had no knowledge of his wicked plan and deceit. I loved you with all my heart. I still do. I was never planning on leaving you. It is not fair! We were just finding our peace together!” He cried out. He began shaking from the shock and overwhelming emotions of all that had taken place. Tears streaked down his face as the scope of everything that had taken place truly hit him. “I almost lost you,” he whispered. “Almost lost myself. I'm not sure I would have made it through another Mereth i Meleth without you,” he choked out.
Legolas tightened his grip on the one he so loved and ran his hands soothingly through Elrohir's hair, still so brittle and lackluster from the fading grief he had suffered. Moving his hands from limp locks to Elrohir's back, he began rubbing soothing circles over the area, where he could feel ribs and vertebrae jutting through sallow skin. His lover’s frail and weakened state wrenched at his heart. He began making calming noises in Elrohir's slightly rounded, half-elven ear. “No, no,” he spoke softly. “Do not apologize to me. Goheno nîn. I should have known better than to trust your brother. He never did care for me. I should have come to you with what he told me. It is just, when I saw that letter written in your hand, I didn't think to question him or confront you. I couldn't bear the thought of going to you to face more rejection, as I was made to believe I would if I approached you. My heart was already shattered into thousands of pieces, I didn't think it could withstand any more abuse. I should have known better, should have suspected something was u--,” Legolas broke off as his words were cut off by the other, lips held suspended in a kiss that spoke of tender longing and forgiveness. Elrohir knew there was nothing to forgive of the prince, but that Legolas needed the sentiment regardless.
“Bond with me,” interjected Elrohir. “Let us put all this hurt and heartbreak in the past where it belongs. We can think on what ifs and worry about could have beens for the rest of our days, brood on all that had come between us and happened, but that will do us no good. It would only serve to bring more pain and resentment. Bond with me, right now, as we should have done many years ago. Join your hröa a fëa a ind with mine and let us keep each other safe within one another. Give yourself to me this day and I will give myself to you. Speak the ancient vows. Together we will mend each other's hurts and strengthen ourselves in each other. Let us take this final step together, forge this final unbreakable vow and seal ourselves together, that no one or no thing will break us apart again. Please say you will truly become one with me today, right now so that we can ever be present in each other's hearts. Do this and never leave me, for I shall vow to remain ever at your side for eternity, lest death takes me.”
Releasing a great sob of joy, Legolas crushed his lips to Elrohir's. No answer needed to be spoken as the two began to tear at each other’s clothes, kissing every inch of revealed skin and running trembling hands over warming bodies. Speaking the sacred vows of bonding to their soul matched mate, each had their turn at taking the other, making love deeply and tenderly to the other, carful of fragile bones and bodies, completing the blessed bond as they reached their peaks inside of each other in turn. Bond completed, they were enveloped in a golden glow, which only grew throughout the day and night as they continued their reconnection reaching their climax again and again inside of each other. They made love to one another throughout what remained of the day and well into the start of the night, until they were exhausted and could barely lift themselves from where they lay in bed. Afterwards, the two lay side by side, looking into the others eyes and basking in the joy of their reunification. For the next several minutes the shared caresses and lazy but passionate kisses with each other, wishing they could lay there in each other's arms for eternity basking in their reformed happiness.
Although one of the last things they wished to do was to leave their bonding bed that night, they both felt that they should make an effort to attend the festival below as this was to be the final Mereth i Meleth festival to be had in Imladris, and this celebration did hold special memories in their hearts. They also knew that others would be worried for them and may come looking if they did not make an appearance and may attempt to come drag Elrohir down to “lift his spirits” as none, other than Elladan in part, were aware of their reconciliation and bond.
Dragging exhausted and limping bodies out of bed, the pair helped dress each other in simple, yet elegant robes that hung too loosely over their frail and grief worn bodies. This would hopefully change soon enough however. Their hröa would mend and strengthen now that they had found their lover they thought was lost to them forever. The power of a bonding was strong. It could heal what may otherwise be considered a fatal wound, especially a wound to the heart and soul such as the couple had been suffering from for more than five long years. By bonding to each other, that very night the pair began to mend the hurt of the long years of heartbreak and grief that they suffered all at the hand of another. This healing could be seen as they began to braid each other's hair. What had been limp and lifeless locks were beginning to get their silky sheen and strength back as the lovers brushed and styled each other's mending tresses, remembering to add their special braid. Soon they were properly attired and groomed, ready to make an appearance at the festival and they exited what was now their chambers as mates, bound for eternity, walking side by side down the hall, arms around each other.
As the newly bound mates entered the Hall of Fire where the celebration was in full swing, all eyes turned upon them and hushed murmurs fluttered through the crowd as they stepped inside. Aside from Elladan, only Lord Elrond, Lord Glorfindel and Master Erestor (whom Elladan had recently confessed his misdeeds to, needing them to know the entire truth), were aware of their Lord’s Son and Prince’s reconciliation until that very moment. While there was no doubt that his family was furious with Elladan for placing Elrohir and Legolas’ lives and love in such great jeopardy, joy overtook them upon seeing the couple enter the room hand in hand. Even Elladan felt joy suffuse them at the sight of his brother and Legolas so happy together. The bond between the two was immediately evident, shining as a bright golden light around them, illuminating the room in a blazing model of fëa deep love. All could see the spark of light return to the pairs eyes that had been dull for so long. A light flickering back to existence in the depths of what just yesterday had been flat and lifeless. Cold, pale skin now glowed with an inner luminosity that shone for all to see and warmth began to return to frozen appendages. On this night that was held as a celebration of love, Elrohir and Legolas were the embodiment of what the elves held dear in the representation of a soul-deep, soul-mated love. The two circled the hall, greeting friends and assuring family and those closest to them of their fëa saving bond that was steadily washing away grief and signs of fading.
After some refreshments to quench their thirst and renew their energy, a couple turns around the dance floor with only each other as a partner, and a few more words with their closest friends and family, Elrohir and Legolas made their way outside into the frozen stillness of the night, deep in the heart of rhîw. It was so much harsher out here now than it was their first festival together, now that the time of the elves was dwindling. Walking quietly, hand-in-hand, with only their set of footprints marking their journey deep into the slumbering depths of the main garden, the couple gazed up into the star-filled sky. Elrohir smiled and felt a sense of comfort and warmth, which he shared with his lover through their bond, as he saw his grandfather, the night sky mariner Eärendil’s, star floating through the sky in Vingilot, twinkling in approval at the couple. They reached the statue of Elbereth Gilthoniel, still standing strong in that same place where the couple had offered up their tokens and whispered the enchanted words of their wish up to the Vala so many years ago. With reverence, they once again offered up a small but special token to the Queen of the Stars, this time, le fael for seeing their love through all the trials and tribulations of this world.
The pair stood side by side, singing songs of their joy into the night sky, offering their thanks up to the Valar, Varda in particular. The only wish the couple could ask for in this moment was for a continuation of the love that they had been blessed with those many years ago when they stood in this very spot, and to grow in their bonded love together day-by-day as they step forward together in their journey to an eternity spent loving together.

TBC…

Translations (Sindarin)
goheno nîn- forgive me, I'm sorry
gwanunig- twin (individual/singular twin)
hröa a fëa- body and soul
ind- heart
le fael- in thanks / gratitude (reverential)
Mereth i Meleth- festival of love (comparable to Valentine's Day)
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