DRIFTWOOD
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Adult +
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53
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CHAPTER THIRTY
DRIFTWOOD
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER THIRTY
A familiar voice touched his ears and Glorfindel stopped in his tracks. It couldn’t be his busy mind told him and yet. He turned around and in his line of vision was the once King of Mirkwood, Thranduil. As large as life and twice as vibrant, ordering food from the flustered inn keeper.
Moments later Thranduil was heading towards him, the ex King stopped directly in front of him, “I never knew you were shy Glory.”
“As a maid with her first lover” Glorfindel replied “you’re back early.”
“Only a little” Thranduil walked towards the stairway expecting Glorfindel to follow him which he did, “I have a room where we may talk more privately.”
Reaching the landing Thranduil opened the second door to the right and lead Glorfindel into the room he shared with Will.
“Glorfindel may I introduce Will Turner” Thranduil intoned graciously.
“Charmed I’m sure” Glorfindel ran his eyes over Will with appreciation.
Who was standing by the window Will looked curiously at the stranger with Thranduil but didn’t say a word.
“You get the first leer for free” cautioned Thranduil.
“Message understood” Glorfindel replied sardonically.
“Good I’d hate to have to kick you in the bollocks” Thranduil returned genially.
“I’ve never heard them called that before” Glorfindel was very much amused.
“Travel broadens the mind and vocabulary” Will informed him with a rise of the eyebrow.
“How much do you know?” Thranduil asked.
Glorfindel gathered his thoughts before replying, “Elrond took me into his confidence.”
“So I am to suppose you know everything” Thranduil enquired.
“It depends on what you mean by everything, I know the captain is from another world and that he saved you. That the price was high and suddenly Mirkwood had a new Queen.” Glorfindel caught Will’s eye and addressed him personally, “You captain a ghost ship and keep your heart in a chest, not your own I might add.”
“So Elrond really did take you into his confidence, you seem to know at least the bare bones of the story and probably more.” Before Thranduil could go on he was interrupted.
“The ring?” Glorfindel said almost furtively.
“Has returned” Thranduil confirmed.
Will held up his hand allowing the light to glint off the ring, “I bear it well don’t you think?”
Glorfindel felt as if all the air had been knocked out of his lungs and couldn’t formulate a reply.
“Is our history wide spread, is the truth out there” the question came from Will.
“There are a lot of rumours, a little bit of truth a little bit of fiction, but if you are really asking do people in general know the ring was removed from this world. Then the answer is yes.” Glorfindel replied straightforwardly.
“So when they discovered our return many will assume rightly that I still have the ring.” Will turned back to look out of the window.
There was silence as both the elves watched him closely. When Will turned to face them once more it was clear he had made a decision.
“Tell me Glorfindel are you bored, do you crave adventure?” Will was clearly in captain mode.
“Life has become calm and even of late, that much is true” Glorfindel replied carefully.
“Would you join us on our stroll to Mount Doom, I hear there are such sights and wonders to see along the way.” Will looked expectantly at the elf.
“Such kindness I could never refuse” Accepting was that easy for the warrior of Rivendell.
“A question if I may?” Thranduil asked Will dryly “Why him?”
Will grinned, “It is better to have him pissing out of the tent rather then in it.”
Glorfindel’s lips twitched and then he roared with laughter.
BY
JOXIE
Title : Driftwood
Author : Joxie
Pairing : Thranduil/Will, Legolas/Elrond, Aze/Arwen
Rating : NC17 Swearing AU
Authors Notes : LOTR/POTC Crossover, third story in the Sparks Universe follows ASFU and PTTL
Summary : A stranger in a strange land can he help a fading King and what of the Kings family?
Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.
Disclaimer : Complete Cobblers I Own Nothing!
CHAPTER THIRTY
A familiar voice touched his ears and Glorfindel stopped in his tracks. It couldn’t be his busy mind told him and yet. He turned around and in his line of vision was the once King of Mirkwood, Thranduil. As large as life and twice as vibrant, ordering food from the flustered inn keeper.
Moments later Thranduil was heading towards him, the ex King stopped directly in front of him, “I never knew you were shy Glory.”
“As a maid with her first lover” Glorfindel replied “you’re back early.”
“Only a little” Thranduil walked towards the stairway expecting Glorfindel to follow him which he did, “I have a room where we may talk more privately.”
Reaching the landing Thranduil opened the second door to the right and lead Glorfindel into the room he shared with Will.
“Glorfindel may I introduce Will Turner” Thranduil intoned graciously.
“Charmed I’m sure” Glorfindel ran his eyes over Will with appreciation.
Who was standing by the window Will looked curiously at the stranger with Thranduil but didn’t say a word.
“You get the first leer for free” cautioned Thranduil.
“Message understood” Glorfindel replied sardonically.
“Good I’d hate to have to kick you in the bollocks” Thranduil returned genially.
“I’ve never heard them called that before” Glorfindel was very much amused.
“Travel broadens the mind and vocabulary” Will informed him with a rise of the eyebrow.
“How much do you know?” Thranduil asked.
Glorfindel gathered his thoughts before replying, “Elrond took me into his confidence.”
“So I am to suppose you know everything” Thranduil enquired.
“It depends on what you mean by everything, I know the captain is from another world and that he saved you. That the price was high and suddenly Mirkwood had a new Queen.” Glorfindel caught Will’s eye and addressed him personally, “You captain a ghost ship and keep your heart in a chest, not your own I might add.”
“So Elrond really did take you into his confidence, you seem to know at least the bare bones of the story and probably more.” Before Thranduil could go on he was interrupted.
“The ring?” Glorfindel said almost furtively.
“Has returned” Thranduil confirmed.
Will held up his hand allowing the light to glint off the ring, “I bear it well don’t you think?”
Glorfindel felt as if all the air had been knocked out of his lungs and couldn’t formulate a reply.
“Is our history wide spread, is the truth out there” the question came from Will.
“There are a lot of rumours, a little bit of truth a little bit of fiction, but if you are really asking do people in general know the ring was removed from this world. Then the answer is yes.” Glorfindel replied straightforwardly.
“So when they discovered our return many will assume rightly that I still have the ring.” Will turned back to look out of the window.
There was silence as both the elves watched him closely. When Will turned to face them once more it was clear he had made a decision.
“Tell me Glorfindel are you bored, do you crave adventure?” Will was clearly in captain mode.
“Life has become calm and even of late, that much is true” Glorfindel replied carefully.
“Would you join us on our stroll to Mount Doom, I hear there are such sights and wonders to see along the way.” Will looked expectantly at the elf.
“Such kindness I could never refuse” Accepting was that easy for the warrior of Rivendell.
“A question if I may?” Thranduil asked Will dryly “Why him?”
Will grinned, “It is better to have him pissing out of the tent rather then in it.”
Glorfindel’s lips twitched and then he roared with laughter.