As Sparks Fly Upwards
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CHAPTER NINETEEN
AS SPARKS FLY UPWARDS
BY JOXIE
Title : As Sparks Fly Upwards
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Elrond/Legolas Thranduil/Aranel AU
Summary : Trouble Finds Legolas
Warning : Mpreg
Rating : NC17 Slash Adult Themes
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make NO Money From My Writings.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Neither Elrond, Thranduil nor Celeborn wanted to waste any time. So the afternoon of the day after Thranduil arrival the council began.
Elrond and his party were first to enter the meeting room. Minutes later Thranduil, Aranel and his advisors arrived seating themselves directly opposite the dark haired elf.
Not a word was passed between them the atmosphere was distinctively chilly. More time dragged by until Galadriel, Celeborn and finally Legolas arrived.
With Legolas was the ever present Haldir who stationed himself behind the Prince’s chair. Galadriel allowed the silence to stretch a little more.
So it was Celeborn who just wanted the whole thing over who actually broke the silence.
“All who are here know there is very little to really discuss. Either the Prince must be handed back to his father or there must be a bonding ceremony.”
For the first time in centuries Elrond acted totally without thinking, “He is mine I bought him fair and above board. I have the receipt to prove it !”
The rooms temperature dropped to freezing Legolas had flinched unable to hide his pain and shame at Elrond’s words.
The sight of his son in such distress had Thranduil on his feet in less than a second. His powerful hands slammed down on the table and he leaned over it pushing his face into Elrond’s.
He hissed, “You Lord of Rivendell may think I have many faults but I have never allowed any form of slavery in my realm. Be it mental, emotional or physical. Even the lowest of the low has the right to be free.”
“Quite so” at last Galadriel broke her silence, “But this council has been arranged to help one of the highest of the high your son and heir, Thranduil.”
The King grunted but sat down showing his willingness to cooperate for now. Galadriel turned to Legolas and he blushed under her gaze, “Legolas ?” It was clearly a prompt to speak.
He opened his mouth, “Ada….” Stumbling to a stop before he even started.
Aranel looked at his son and then spoke, “We already know.”
“I’m sorry Ada”, the words burst from Legolas.
“Never ever feel shame for bringing forth life my son the Lady has blessed you. It doesn’t matter who the father is the chlid is a part of you. So that makes it a part of us and that makes your child a part of Mirkwood.” Aranel was relieved when Legolas seemed comforted by his words.
“And also Rivendell” Elrond cut in sharply.
“That is plain since you sired the child you old goat !” Thranduil roared.
An irritated Elrond spat back, “I thought he was too beautiful to be a son of yours !”
All there apart from Legolas felt hard pressed to keep a straight face. As two of the most powerful elves in all Middle Earth exchanged insults like young elflings.
“AI !” Legolas yelled rising from his chair making Haldir leap back or be struck by the flying furniture.
“Mandos take you both” he added angrily and swiftly turned storming from the room with his nose stuck in the air.
A small stark silence echoed in the room only to be shattered by the clatter of a chair falling as Elrond made to follow his love from the room. Thranduil hot on his heels.
Both were stopped by Haldir who stood resolutely in front of the door. A dry amused look in his eyes, “My Lord’s if you both retake your seats I will see how the Prince fairs.”
With angry glares both returned to their chairs.
Before another word was uttered Aranel stood up and his hand came to rest on Thranduil shoulder, “I will go with you Haldir” and with common consent he left with the other elf.
“I had feared my son’s spirit had been truly broken but it seems his temper is still intact” Aranel commented lightly as they searched for the run away.
“He is his Fathers son” Haldir muttered.
Aranel grinned, “I like to think so.”
“I…….” Haldir blushed and looked at the other elf’s mischievous grin and shook his head.
TBC
BY JOXIE
Title : As Sparks Fly Upwards
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Elrond/Legolas Thranduil/Aranel AU
Summary : Trouble Finds Legolas
Warning : Mpreg
Rating : NC17 Slash Adult Themes
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing And Make NO Money From My Writings.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Neither Elrond, Thranduil nor Celeborn wanted to waste any time. So the afternoon of the day after Thranduil arrival the council began.
Elrond and his party were first to enter the meeting room. Minutes later Thranduil, Aranel and his advisors arrived seating themselves directly opposite the dark haired elf.
Not a word was passed between them the atmosphere was distinctively chilly. More time dragged by until Galadriel, Celeborn and finally Legolas arrived.
With Legolas was the ever present Haldir who stationed himself behind the Prince’s chair. Galadriel allowed the silence to stretch a little more.
So it was Celeborn who just wanted the whole thing over who actually broke the silence.
“All who are here know there is very little to really discuss. Either the Prince must be handed back to his father or there must be a bonding ceremony.”
For the first time in centuries Elrond acted totally without thinking, “He is mine I bought him fair and above board. I have the receipt to prove it !”
The rooms temperature dropped to freezing Legolas had flinched unable to hide his pain and shame at Elrond’s words.
The sight of his son in such distress had Thranduil on his feet in less than a second. His powerful hands slammed down on the table and he leaned over it pushing his face into Elrond’s.
He hissed, “You Lord of Rivendell may think I have many faults but I have never allowed any form of slavery in my realm. Be it mental, emotional or physical. Even the lowest of the low has the right to be free.”
“Quite so” at last Galadriel broke her silence, “But this council has been arranged to help one of the highest of the high your son and heir, Thranduil.”
The King grunted but sat down showing his willingness to cooperate for now. Galadriel turned to Legolas and he blushed under her gaze, “Legolas ?” It was clearly a prompt to speak.
He opened his mouth, “Ada….” Stumbling to a stop before he even started.
Aranel looked at his son and then spoke, “We already know.”
“I’m sorry Ada”, the words burst from Legolas.
“Never ever feel shame for bringing forth life my son the Lady has blessed you. It doesn’t matter who the father is the chlid is a part of you. So that makes it a part of us and that makes your child a part of Mirkwood.” Aranel was relieved when Legolas seemed comforted by his words.
“And also Rivendell” Elrond cut in sharply.
“That is plain since you sired the child you old goat !” Thranduil roared.
An irritated Elrond spat back, “I thought he was too beautiful to be a son of yours !”
All there apart from Legolas felt hard pressed to keep a straight face. As two of the most powerful elves in all Middle Earth exchanged insults like young elflings.
“AI !” Legolas yelled rising from his chair making Haldir leap back or be struck by the flying furniture.
“Mandos take you both” he added angrily and swiftly turned storming from the room with his nose stuck in the air.
A small stark silence echoed in the room only to be shattered by the clatter of a chair falling as Elrond made to follow his love from the room. Thranduil hot on his heels.
Both were stopped by Haldir who stood resolutely in front of the door. A dry amused look in his eyes, “My Lord’s if you both retake your seats I will see how the Prince fairs.”
With angry glares both returned to their chairs.
Before another word was uttered Aranel stood up and his hand came to rest on Thranduil shoulder, “I will go with you Haldir” and with common consent he left with the other elf.
“I had feared my son’s spirit had been truly broken but it seems his temper is still intact” Aranel commented lightly as they searched for the run away.
“He is his Fathers son” Haldir muttered.
Aranel grinned, “I like to think so.”
“I…….” Haldir blushed and looked at the other elf’s mischievous grin and shook his head.
TBC