A bond secured

~Chapter four: Silence~

It wasn’t much later that Elrond returned to where he had left Legolas. He had a smile on his face when he arrived back but it quickly fade as he saw the distressed state the elf was in.

Kneeling next to Legolas he cupped his chin and whispered, “Ainunya what happened? Tell me. Who did that to you.” He regarded the marks at Legolas’ neck obviously someone had been violent to him.

Legolas had been so lost in his thoughts he hadn’t heard the lord return, therefore when his chin was cupped he gave a cry, but then saw it was Elrond, not the golden-haired elf and felt some more at ease. He didn’t answer, he just shook his head and said, “It was nothing…Just had a fight with someone…I don’t know who it was.” He lied, but his fear was too big to overcome.

Elrond stroked his face, he could not read the truth in his eyes, but he could tell the youngster was lying.

Legolas moved in closely to Elrond, seekcomfcomfort. He slowly and softly spoke, “W-why will you marry me?”

Elrond smiled gently at him, pressing a soft kiss upon his head as he whispered, “You know that Legolas, I wish to be with you. You’re very special to me, even though we have met not that long ago.

Legolas sighed contently, happy to know how Elrond felt. A sudden worry hit him; what if he just said that to feel less guilty? Because he felt sorry for him?

Elrond saw the discomfort in Legolas’ eyes and pressed a soft kiss full of affection upon his head and smiled.

Legolas allowed himself a small smile, glancing up at the elf lord with more certainty of his place but still couldn’t help but wonder why Glorfindel had been that cold to him earlier.

He couldn’t hide a small smile when Elrond told him that until after the day of their wedding Legolas was allowed to use his own room. To get used to what his live after it would be, to have a little time to think.

Elrond moved a hand up to stroke his cheek, the youngster leaning into the touch almost desperately. The Elflord could not help but wonder what exactly happened that had given Legolas so many doubts but the more he thought about it the less he could think of.

After a while dinner announced itself, the two elves making their way to the dining hall to meet with the others.

Thranduil and his sons were seated on one side of the table while Elrond’s household sat at the other, clearly showing that although the two were getting married and there was peace they did not feel like befriending each other.

Elrond let out a soft sigh, telling them all to stand up. Slowly he began rearranging them, putting them in the order of Rivendell Mirkwood Rivendell Mirkwood. Forcing them to talk to each other if they wanted to talk.

Glorfindel wasn’t all to happy with it, seeing Legolas was to sit next to Elrond while *he* should be sitting there instead.

Legolas avoided any contact with Glorfindel afraid to receive more anger from the seneschal.

Elrond, who was busy speaking with Erestor and Thranduil, didn’t notice the fear nor the anger coming from Legolas as well as Glorfindel.

By the end of the meal the elves from Rivendell and those from Mirkwood found that they could get along quite well.

Slowly the hall emptied as the hour grew late, in the end only Legolas and Elrond were left, speaking to each other about their interests.

Legolas smiled as he found that Elrond’s interests weren’t that different from his own, yawning he asked the lord if he may go to bed.

Elrond nodded softly, pressing a soft kiss upon the prince’s lips.

As Elrond softly kissed his lips Legolas wanted to pull away. He did not know Elrond that well. Bltholthough his mind told him to pull back, he found himself not listening, his heart giving in to the kiss full of love, promises untold.

The lord smiled as he felt more than heard the youngster sighing softly in contentment before the kiss was broken; Legolas felt another yawn coming up. Elrond chuckled at the sight before he spoke,

“Come I’ll take you to your room”


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Ainu = angel
-nya = my