Lhasbelin O Uir

This is going to be a long one.

Smushed Pea: I'm glad I can add to the insanity! ;D Hmmm... ways to torture Legolas...Heehee, I might kill off his entire family in one of my fics. Go for it! I wanna read!


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Legolas opened his eyes slowly, ajusting to the light as best he could. His head ached and there was a bitter e ine in his mouth. A pain in his right arm was just a dull throb, while his legs seemed to ache. Experimentally, he tried to move his arm, the dull throb becoming a sharp pain until he relaxed it once more. Legolas searched the room he was in for any markings he might recognize.

The bed he was in was large, and the covers falling halfway up his bandaged chest. There was a sweet-smelling patch beneath the bandages on his shoulder and a bowl of burning incense on the windowsill nearby. The smoke was blown into the room with the light breeze, filling the seemingly small room with a soft smell of rose petals and dew. The fresh linen of the bandages and the covers gave Legolas a sense of cleanliness, noticing that he had been bathed as well. Relaxing again, the Elf's ears twitched at the sounds of people entering.

"So you are finally awake," Aragorn's voice was the first to reach him. Legolas turned his head slightly to watch his friends approach. The twins and Gimli were with the Man. "You've been sleeping for three days."

Legolas tried to speak, but his dry throat demanded a cough first. Elladan went to the small table across the room and poured water from a pitcher Legolas hadn't noticed before into a small glass. The elder twin sat on the edge of the bed and helped Legolas sit up, supporting the blonde with one arm. Legolas drank the water while Aragorn looked him over. Gimli sat on the chair by the bed, relaying stories from the repairing of the front walls. Elrohir took a place against a wall, watching everything siilently.

"I want you to stay in bed," Aragorn said. "And no, I will not make any exceptions. Another three days, then I'll see."

"Ara-"

Aragorn gave the Elf his best 'I'm in charge' look and Legolas quieted. Gimli chuckled and patted his friend's leg. "Don't worry lad, you'll be up and about in no time."

Aragorn ushered the Dwarf out, leaving the twins with Legolas. Elrohir took Gimli's former seat.

"Legolas..." the younger twin started.

"We have something you really need to know," Elladan finished.

Legolas looked between the two, seeing their uncertainty.

Elrohir took a deep breath, "We found you on the battlefield, almost dead. We didn't think you'd make it further than the gates of the city...So, I, we, bonded with you..."

The twins waited, wanting Legolas to react in a way they knew they could handle. After a minute of silence, Elladan started.

"I know we shouldn't have, but you were dying, and we...It can be broken when you're well..."

Legolas saw the shadow of grief pass over the twins' eyes when this was said. He couldn't deny that he had long thought of the two in ways more than brotherly, but they were older than him by millenia, and he had thought that they would never want him. Not since they knew him as a child. How long had he wanted the two to pay attention to him in such a light?

"Why? Why did you?" Legolas finally managed, his throat was still hoarse and Elladan got more water, setting the pitcher on the windowsill this time.

Elrohir swallowed, "You were dying..."

Legolas shook his head, "No. I am eternally grateful for that, but I must know why."

Elrohir looked down and Elladan hesitated. "Legolas...We ~like~ you. Love you...I know that if you don't-"

Legolas looked to Elrohir for confirmation, "Elrohir?"

The younger twin could only manage a small nod. Legolas laughed then, startling the two. "Since I was young...and you both?"

The twins looked at each other, then back at Legolas. The blonde Elf gripped Elrohir's hand and smiled kindly.

"Of course I accept this binding," He looked at Elladan. "I can think of no one else that I'd wish to spend an eternity with."

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[A/N: That was cheesy eh?]
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The twins had stayed with Legolas the the required days Aragorn had ordered the blonde rest. Gimli came in periodically with a meal for them to share, staying long enough to relate any news to them. Merry and Pippin had visited, talking quickly about their findings in the city before rushing off to wherever else they had promised to be. Sam and Faramir had visited twice, both relating a few events and talking easily. Aragorn was a regular visitor, giving a quick check up to Legolas before sitting to talk with them.

Now, even the twins were eager to have Legolas out and about so they could show him the city. Aragorn had relented, asking that they at least returned for the noon meal, he had important news for everyone. A day after Aragorn's coronation as King Elessar, and the Man was already easing into the position as Legolas had known he would. Gandalf, while not visiting when Legolas was bed-ridden, was waiting for them outside the room.

The twins wore similar attire, as always. Legolas' was suited to him. Though his clothes had been cleaned and repaired, the twins had found him a long, deep green velvet over shirt, a softer brown one, similar to the cloth the Wood-Elf was accustomed to, and a simple pair of leggings and new boots. Legolas' right arm still hung in a sling against his chest, though Aragorn assured it would be no longer than two weeks, Legolas sorely missed his practice and the bow of the Galadhrim.

"Well my dear Elfandaandalf said when Legolas came over. "It seems you've had quite the rest, and for good reason too."

The Istar related the day's news as they waited for the twins to finish getting ready. Gandalf had reported that Gimli made sure that the smithy was up and running in proper order, solely for purposes he wished to keep to himself. Of Aragorn's announcement, the wizard would say nothing. But he smiled when the twins finally made their appearance.

"Now that the three of you are here, let me congratulate you on this binding of yours."

Three pairs of eyes looked at the Istar carefully. Gandalf brushed them off. "Oh, come now. Aragorn knew for quite a while, though the others seem oblivious to the little fact at the moment."

The three smiled then and Gandalf quickly led them out to the fresh air. "I also know that you would want to see the first repaired garden, Legolas. So there is a picnic waiting for you by the stream bank down that path. Gimli mentioned that he would be there to take part in the meal with you."

The Istar shooed them off before any protest could be made and wandered away to where he had planned to go. True to the word, a blanket was set out by the little stream, a basket of food lay in oreparation, and a Dwarf sat waiting for the guests.

"About time you three showed up," Gimli greeted in his usual gruff manner. "Now, hurry up, lest the food cools further."

Legolas sat down, "Aww, Gimli, you went to all this trouble?" The Elf teased.

Gimli huffed, "Nonsense you half-wit Elf. It was Gandalf's idea. I'm babysitting you."

Elrohir chuckled, "You sound like Glorfindel did when Ada made him watch us when we were younger."

"I would rather not be compared to an Elf, any Elf, regardless of how much of a hero he is."

The three Elves laughed, settling into the meal with Gimli. The Dwarf filled the silences with the news he had overheard from guards, or from the arrived Dwarves. He related a story that Mirkwood had suffered a fire during the War, being under attack itself. The Men of Dale, the Dwarves or Erebor, and the Wood-Elves had apparently worked together to secure the borders, creating a hesitant dependance, if not slow-forming friendship. Legolas smiled at this.

"So, do you know anything about this announcement Aragorn wishes to make at lunch?" Legolas asked his friend, summoning up the sweetest voice he had ever used.

Gimli sighed, "Stop that, Legolas. And no, I know as much as you."

"It seems that we'll just have to wait," Elrohir said, just before lying back to stare at the slowly moving clouds through the canopy of urning leaves. "Can you believe that a year has passed?"

None answered, none knew how. After a while, Gimli stretched, rather noisily.

"Well, you Elves cam lollygag around all you wish. I have work to get back to. I'd say we have, oh, three hours before the noon meal."

Legolas smiled and bid Gimli productive work before lying next to Elrohir, careful not to move his right arm. He felt Elladan's hand go across his waist and smiled.

"Relax, Legolas. We'll be here when you wake," Elladan said softly. Coaxing the blonde into a light rest.

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heehee, longer.