DRIFTWOOD
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CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN
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 FORTY SEVEN
With the arrival of Eomer and his men Minas Tirith was teeming with people full of nervous energy and expectation. The king of Rohan was a big man in stature and personality. Even in the winter of his life he was an impressive sight. Long white hair framed his face and his body remained hard with muscle.
On there meeting Eowyn had held him tightly whispering, “Brother it has been too long.”
When she released him he patted her on the shoulder and gruffly replied, “It has indeed Eowyn, how is that old rogue Boromir fairing?”
“Hale and hearty ready for the battle ahead” she smiled.
“And a good man to have by your side to be sure” Eomer complimented his sisters husband.
“My nephew he is with you?” Eowyn eyes sparkled happily.
“Elfwine tends to his men and horses at this moment” Eomer’s voice rang with pride in his son.
Eowyn had thought her brother might never smile again when he lost his first son in a riding accident. But when Elfwine had been born a long twenty years later. Eomer had taken on a new lease of life; the young man was now the hope of Rohan and the apple of his father’s eye.
“Now I must leave you sister, old grey beard has called a meeting” Eomer winked and squeezed Eowyn’s shoulder then went on his way.
Eowyn envied both her brother and her husband soon they would be riding to battle. Once she would have been by Boromir’s side but not now, age had caught up with her. Then last year she had suffered severely with influenza and that had seriously weakened her body.
So now she was relegated to waiting with the women and children much to her displeasure. Her fate only softened by Aragorn personally putting his Queen under her protection and guidance.
“My love” Boromir touched his wife’s arm gently.
She smiled at him, “You will be late for your meeting.”
“I always have time for you” he put an arm around her waist and they walked off together.
Eomer turned a corner and a voice called out to him, “Hold up Eomer King.”
“Legolas, I thought you were in Rivendell” Eomer’s voice halted as he took in the elf’s appearance “your eyes.”
Legolas pursed his lips, “I’m pregnant.”
Elves were strange so Eomer took the words at face value, “That’s nice” the words tumbled out without thought.
Legolas grinned, “I think so to.”
“Your sister got here before me I’m impressed” Eomer carried on.
“She would be honoured to meet you” Legolas offered.
“The talks are about to start” Eomer replied regretfully.
“They can’t exactly begin the meeting without us” Legolas smiled.
“This is true, lead the way my friend” Eomer grinned.
The elfin encampment was large, a mini city just outside the walls of Minas Tirith. Aze watched over her people as they prepared for the battle to come. She appeared unworried, only revealing a quiet courage and dignity.
Her heart ached a little she longed for Arwen who she had left behind in Mirkwood. Having Legolas by her side almost made up for this loss, though in some ways she now felt older than her brother.
Legolas was impulsive where she had steadied down. His temper hot whereas hers was on leash. But she loved her brother dearly; indeed she thought every woman needed a brother like Legolas.
“Aze” Legolas walked into the pavilion by his side a striking looking man “May I introduce Eomer King of Rohan.”
“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Queen Aze” there was a twinkle in Eomer’s eye.
“And I yours” Aze held out her hand and Eomer kissed it.
“We have come to escort you to this afternoons meeting” Legolas smiled.
“I’ve only been late once” Aze pouted before breaking into a grin.
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 FORTY SEVEN
With the arrival of Eomer and his men Minas Tirith was teeming with people full of nervous energy and expectation. The king of Rohan was a big man in stature and personality. Even in the winter of his life he was an impressive sight. Long white hair framed his face and his body remained hard with muscle.
On there meeting Eowyn had held him tightly whispering, “Brother it has been too long.”
When she released him he patted her on the shoulder and gruffly replied, “It has indeed Eowyn, how is that old rogue Boromir fairing?”
“Hale and hearty ready for the battle ahead” she smiled.
“And a good man to have by your side to be sure” Eomer complimented his sisters husband.
“My nephew he is with you?” Eowyn eyes sparkled happily.
“Elfwine tends to his men and horses at this moment” Eomer’s voice rang with pride in his son.
Eowyn had thought her brother might never smile again when he lost his first son in a riding accident. But when Elfwine had been born a long twenty years later. Eomer had taken on a new lease of life; the young man was now the hope of Rohan and the apple of his father’s eye.
“Now I must leave you sister, old grey beard has called a meeting” Eomer winked and squeezed Eowyn’s shoulder then went on his way.
Eowyn envied both her brother and her husband soon they would be riding to battle. Once she would have been by Boromir’s side but not now, age had caught up with her. Then last year she had suffered severely with influenza and that had seriously weakened her body.
So now she was relegated to waiting with the women and children much to her displeasure. Her fate only softened by Aragorn personally putting his Queen under her protection and guidance.
“My love” Boromir touched his wife’s arm gently.
She smiled at him, “You will be late for your meeting.”
“I always have time for you” he put an arm around her waist and they walked off together.
Eomer turned a corner and a voice called out to him, “Hold up Eomer King.”
“Legolas, I thought you were in Rivendell” Eomer’s voice halted as he took in the elf’s appearance “your eyes.”
Legolas pursed his lips, “I’m pregnant.”
Elves were strange so Eomer took the words at face value, “That’s nice” the words tumbled out without thought.
Legolas grinned, “I think so to.”
“Your sister got here before me I’m impressed” Eomer carried on.
“She would be honoured to meet you” Legolas offered.
“The talks are about to start” Eomer replied regretfully.
“They can’t exactly begin the meeting without us” Legolas smiled.
“This is true, lead the way my friend” Eomer grinned.
The elfin encampment was large, a mini city just outside the walls of Minas Tirith. Aze watched over her people as they prepared for the battle to come. She appeared unworried, only revealing a quiet courage and dignity.
Her heart ached a little she longed for Arwen who she had left behind in Mirkwood. Having Legolas by her side almost made up for this loss, though in some ways she now felt older than her brother.
Legolas was impulsive where she had steadied down. His temper hot whereas hers was on leash. But she loved her brother dearly; indeed she thought every woman needed a brother like Legolas.
“Aze” Legolas walked into the pavilion by his side a striking looking man “May I introduce Eomer King of Rohan.”
“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Queen Aze” there was a twinkle in Eomer’s eye.
“And I yours” Aze held out her hand and Eomer kissed it.
“We have come to escort you to this afternoons meeting” Legolas smiled.
“I’ve only been late once” Aze pouted before breaking into a grin.