A Prince's Desire
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“Elrohir?
side of the closed door. The door opened
and Elrohir stood there. A smirk played
mischievously on his face. He held a
large candle stick that supported three candles burning brightly.
“I’m here,
Haldir,” Elrohir fully smiled. His hair
was unbraided and curling its way into messy tendrils of dark silk.
and dark purple tones circled his eyes. His
chest was revealed: his shoulders were not broad but neither were they weak,
his form was muscular. He only wore a
pair of pants ripped at the knees and stained with an orangey-brown
substance. He wasn’t wearing any shoes
and his feet were filthy. His hands and
lower arms were spotted with small straight red cuts that occasionally dripped
blood.
“By Valar,
what is wrong with you?” Haldir reached out to touch one of the tendrils but
felt his arm burn. He hissed in pain and
quickly withdrew his hand.
Elrohir
laughed, he had moved the candlestick in front of him, “Oh, no!
Haldir
offered him a look to kill and shoved the candlestick out of his hand.
to his clothes, Elrohir’s clothes as well.
He gripped the twin’s shoulders and pushed him into the room.
“I see
you’ve already relieved yourself of much of your clothing?
the dark elf, he tripped over something.
He cursed as he fell on the floor.
The spines and hard-covers of books were strewn indiscriminately;
countless pages also littered the floor.
The marchwarden slowly sat up observing the scene around him in
confusion. To be honest, he was
scared. On the large bed lie hundreds of
books, some old, but most looked relatively new or even mint: not a page was
misplaced from them unlike the trash he sat on.
“May I beg you what is going on here?”
Elrohir
slowly backed away until he leant on the wall.
His back arched seductively and he traced his abdominal muscles with his
fingertips. His face was like a child’s:
innocent but tempted by the allure of mischief but also scared of its repremandible
consequences.
“Oh,
Haldir, I am guessing that you have come here for something to do with- what’s
it called? Oh yes, lust,” he hissed. “That is what
I have been reduced to.”
“Elrohir,
you mean more to me than that!” he protested.
“I do?
What do I mean? Didn’t you ever
step back and see that I have turned absolutely mad?”
was interrupted: “But at least I’m
sexy. Don’t you agree, Haldir?”
Haldir
slowly rose to his feet, finally regaining his courage.
door. Elrohir’s eyes followed his every
move.
Just as he
was to open the door, “Goodbye, Elladan.”
Elrohir
laughed, “Excuse me?”
Haldir
realized his mistake immediately and looked at the twin again, “I apologize,
Elladan!” He covered his mouth in
shock. “Elrohir, Elrohir!”
“Get out of
here,” Haldir didn’t need to be told twice and left the room in a hurry.
relief.
“
Do you hear me?” the dark elf wielded a sword and smashed it against
his hip, sending Haldir to the floor.
The
marchwarden looked up at his assailant, gripping his side in pain.
a stern countenance. He was dressed in a
robe of highest honors reserved for the rulers of Imaldris.
them: deep blue velvet with ribbing comprised of the finest golden thread and
draped numerous times over the shoulders.
The gold emitted an amber aura around the wearer, something that could
be noticed to be revered.
“Know your
place, marchwarden,” the ethereal elf resounded, his voice warm but harsh in
its intentions.
“Dreadfully
sorry, Master Elrohir,” Haldir again covered his mouth as if the words could be
retrieved.
“Know your
vocabulary as well,” he sheathed his sword and left.
()()()()
Dinner was
served. Elrohir was absent.
told any lies.
()()()()
Legolas
stood at his private balcony with bow in hand.
His fingers gently grazed over the fine engravings repeatedly.
certain Elrohir has done something horrendous to Elladan to bring him to his
wit’s end like that. That elf has
devious intentions: I would assume a black heart if he wasn’t able to love his
brother so. But even now I have my
questions as to his actual dedications to him because I am certain they do not
exceed mine.
dearest Elladan but also to Mirkwood.
Certainly, I suspect he has become aware of my supposed “affections” for
Haldir. There must be a greater
connection between the two. Surely, the
bastard will try to convince Haldir that I am using him.
me. He’s using me for his own pleasures
and desires as I lay a defenseless and subservient pawn in his simple little
games of lust.
closer to 3AM, it was time to get ready.
Legolas knew he would have to further his efforts and wear something to
race the mind even before the body. He
chose an almost golden sheer pair of leggings that fit snugly around all the
right parts. He pushed asall all the
tunics and pulled out a white shirt that was sleeveless with high collars.
would have thought him naked for wearing such bold attire.
Haldir’s pleasure. He happily imagined
wheldirldir would agree to return to Mirkwood with his guard.
greeted him happily and their voices sang his praises, not his insults.
He took out
his braids with much care and proceeded to brush his golden locks.
glimmer remi him him of his childhood…
elf, the most beautiful being on all of Arda,” his mother sang playfully as she
ran her fingers through her son’s messy hair.
Once again, the tangled mess was full of strange objects like leaves,
twigs, and the odd bug.
Arta?” the small elf asked, merely a tot.
cross this land. They hardly compare!”
she laughed as she flicked a cricket away from his ear.
beautiful bean I have ever seen!” his naive protests were received with a
gracious and adoring smile.
that makes you happy!” she finally removed the last bit of leaf and swished his
long blond hair around with the back of her slender hand.
that little Legolas squinted from the reflected light.
care.
was confident in its statement.
land. Remember that…” she heard her
husband barking out orders to the guard.
She overheard something about the palace being infiltrated.
Thranduil slap the head marchwarden of Mirkwood and scold him.
approached his family. an>Han>His wife picked
up Legolas and held him close.
my sight after that,” Thranduil spoke quickly, sternly, but more nervously than
anything else.
anyone accompany me? What if we are
attacked?”
not the time to question me! I can
assure you, you will be fine. The dark
forces are still in the lower levels. Be
quick!”
into her embrace and ran with him to the safe house.
there. She was a brilliant elf, she knew
she would not be able to make it back and she was right after all.
head, immediately clearing his mind of the memory.
its sheen, Perfect, Haldir will love
it. The clock read 2:45AM; he picked
up his quiver and twin knives as if he was actually going to use them.
reached for the door knob, a knock. He
recognized it as Elladan’s and grew nervous, What will he say when he sees me with all this weaponry?
chest. As he shut it, he saw his bare
arms and quickly grabbed a long over robe as well.
open the door and just as the door was opened only a few inches, the reply
came:
()()()()
Dun dun dun!!!
Cliffhanger! Sorry, but I had too.
feel horrible so I’m offering you this!
The next chapter will probably be the longest and most crucial.
up. I’ve been so excited about getting
to finally write it!!! Yay!!!
But anyway, please be a dear and offer a review?