As Sparks Fly Upwards
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Adult +
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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
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 EIGHT
After the Mirkwood party left life fell into a happy routine for them both. Each worked in the healing rooms and Erestor began training Legolas in the matters of state craft.
Though with Legolas being a naturally gifted healer some pressure had to be applied to Elrond. For him to be allowed to start his warrior training. Logic combined with fear at last changed Elrond’s mind.
Thinking of the turbulent life Legolas had survived so far. He concluded that warrior training was going to be essential. If he were to keep Legolas by his side, safe and happy. Yes his bondmate needed to be able to look after himself.
Legolas had discovered that home was not a place but a person. He would always love Mirkwood but it was no longer home. That privilege belonged to Elrond and given time he would give his home children but not quite yet.
Time passed as even for elves it must and one morning Legolas sat at his desk re-reading a letter that had just been delivered. He smiled his eyes straying back to the three portrait miniatures lying on the desk before him.
One featured the most beautiful baby she elfling in all Middle Earth playing with what looked like Legolas’ old melethryn collar. In each of the other two she was held by one of her fathers.
Thranduil’s pregnancy had come as a wonderful shock to everyone except Aranel. Who for a while held a smug air of joy about him. Aze was born twelve months after Legolas had been bonded to Elrond.
She was now an eighteen month old toddling and talking bundle of mischief. She had inherited Aranel’s auburn hair and green eyes.
Already Thranduil was wondering what troubles might lie a head with her. He just hoped she wouldn’t be quite the handful Legolas was while growing up.
The next day they would be setting out on Elrond’s first state visit to Mirkwood. Infact it would be his first visit ever. Legolas was looking forward to meeting his new sister and seeing his parents.
Galen who was now Erestor’s deputy was being left in charge of Elrond’s house hold. While the twins were standing in for their father in all other ways.
While at Mirkwood Legolas hoped the lady would grant him a wish. Another gift for the Mirkwood royal family and the Lord of Rivendell.
He little knew how closely she was listening. For eleven months later while they were still in Mirkwood Legolas delivered a son and he was loved.
THE END
Thanks to everyone who has read ASFU, the next story in the Sparks universe is Prey To The Lord. A story of reluctant love…. Poor Haldir!
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 EIGHT
After the Mirkwood party left life fell into a happy routine for them both. Each worked in the healing rooms and Erestor began training Legolas in the matters of state craft.
Though with Legolas being a naturally gifted healer some pressure had to be applied to Elrond. For him to be allowed to start his warrior training. Logic combined with fear at last changed Elrond’s mind.
Thinking of the turbulent life Legolas had survived so far. He concluded that warrior training was going to be essential. If he were to keep Legolas by his side, safe and happy. Yes his bondmate needed to be able to look after himself.
Legolas had discovered that home was not a place but a person. He would always love Mirkwood but it was no longer home. That privilege belonged to Elrond and given time he would give his home children but not quite yet.
Time passed as even for elves it must and one morning Legolas sat at his desk re-reading a letter that had just been delivered. He smiled his eyes straying back to the three portrait miniatures lying on the desk before him.
One featured the most beautiful baby she elfling in all Middle Earth playing with what looked like Legolas’ old melethryn collar. In each of the other two she was held by one of her fathers.
Thranduil’s pregnancy had come as a wonderful shock to everyone except Aranel. Who for a while held a smug air of joy about him. Aze was born twelve months after Legolas had been bonded to Elrond.
She was now an eighteen month old toddling and talking bundle of mischief. She had inherited Aranel’s auburn hair and green eyes.
Already Thranduil was wondering what troubles might lie a head with her. He just hoped she wouldn’t be quite the handful Legolas was while growing up.
The next day they would be setting out on Elrond’s first state visit to Mirkwood. Infact it would be his first visit ever. Legolas was looking forward to meeting his new sister and seeing his parents.
Galen who was now Erestor’s deputy was being left in charge of Elrond’s house hold. While the twins were standing in for their father in all other ways.
While at Mirkwood Legolas hoped the lady would grant him a wish. Another gift for the Mirkwood royal family and the Lord of Rivendell.
He little knew how closely she was listening. For eleven months later while they were still in Mirkwood Legolas delivered a son and he was loved.
THE END
Thanks to everyone who has read ASFU, the next story in the Sparks universe is Prey To The Lord. A story of reluctant love…. Poor Haldir!