As Sparks Fly Upwards
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Adult +
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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
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 TWENTY TWO
It was indeed a wonder that they kept Thranduil from his son’s side in the healing rooms. It was Aranel’s plea to let Elrond work in peace. That curtailed his attempts to gain access to Legolas.
Aranel’s distress at seeing his son blood stained and death like shattered Thranduil anew. So he took care of the one he could settling his bondmate back at their flet. Sitting with him until he slept aided by a seditive.
A quick brush of lips against Aranel’s brow and he left him sleeping. To continue his vigil outside of the healing rooms.
Elrond paced around the room he had done all he could and now the rest was up to Legolas. Who lay so still his chest barely moving as he breathed,
With a final circuit he flung the door open and came face to face with Thranduil. The door closed quietly behind him and the two elves stared mutely at each other.
“Elrond ?” Thranduil’s voice was hardly a whisper.
“He is alone…” muttered the distraught half elf.
“Alone ?” A moment later Thranduil realized Elrond’s meaning, “Sweet Elbereth why ?”
“That I cannot tell you” Elrond paused , “maybe I am being punished….” The sentence hung in the air as if waiting to be acknowledged.
Thranduil watched in amazement as tears ran down Elrond’s face. He was sharply reminded that the elf in front of him was much younger than himself.
Most of the time that extra 700 years he had on Elrond mattered not a wit. But at this moment he felt the weight of those years.
There was a young elf beside him in great distress he did the only thing he could and took that weeping elf into his arms.
Standing in a drafty hallway at last Thranduil forgave both Elrond and himself.
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 TWENTY TWO
It was indeed a wonder that they kept Thranduil from his son’s side in the healing rooms. It was Aranel’s plea to let Elrond work in peace. That curtailed his attempts to gain access to Legolas.
Aranel’s distress at seeing his son blood stained and death like shattered Thranduil anew. So he took care of the one he could settling his bondmate back at their flet. Sitting with him until he slept aided by a seditive.
A quick brush of lips against Aranel’s brow and he left him sleeping. To continue his vigil outside of the healing rooms.
Elrond paced around the room he had done all he could and now the rest was up to Legolas. Who lay so still his chest barely moving as he breathed,
With a final circuit he flung the door open and came face to face with Thranduil. The door closed quietly behind him and the two elves stared mutely at each other.
“Elrond ?” Thranduil’s voice was hardly a whisper.
“He is alone…” muttered the distraught half elf.
“Alone ?” A moment later Thranduil realized Elrond’s meaning, “Sweet Elbereth why ?”
“That I cannot tell you” Elrond paused , “maybe I am being punished….” The sentence hung in the air as if waiting to be acknowledged.
Thranduil watched in amazement as tears ran down Elrond’s face. He was sharply reminded that the elf in front of him was much younger than himself.
Most of the time that extra 700 years he had on Elrond mattered not a wit. But at this moment he felt the weight of those years.
There was a young elf beside him in great distress he did the only thing he could and took that weeping elf into his arms.
Standing in a drafty hallway at last Thranduil forgave both Elrond and himself.