A Prince's Desire
not beautiful
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Legolas ran
full speed towards his room, barely able to contain himself.
that dirty bastard! Now I’ve made him
jealous. Great, just grand, now it will
be even harder to complete my mission. He
finally reached the threshold and after slamming the door shut he screamed
thousands of unintelligible curses. He
yanked his white pants off and threw them on the bed.
struggling to get them lose. When he
finally was free of the pure apparel he let it fall to the floor and became
still.
A deep
breath in, a shallow and shaking one out: he collapsed to the floor.
garment. Beginning to take interest in it,
he turned the cloth over and over in his hands, inspecting every single clasp
and thread.
will beckon to me one of these trouble-filled days.
one because there is no other in this world with whom I would wish to share the
ride. I will arrive on those white
shores and they will all be waiting for me.
I will finally be able to speak again with my mother and tell her of all
the injustices her husband has provided for me.
I will speak to all those who have fallen before and for my feet.
against his skin and he stared at it with a longing in his eyes.
before had subsided into the back of his mind for a later time.
After
several quiet moments, a soft knock came to the door.
Legolas
sighed, “Who is it?”
“Elladan.”
“Alright,
please, come in.”
The door
opened easily and upon seeing the prince lying half-naked on the floor;
needless to say he was a little surprised, “Are you alright?”
Legolas
nodded and suddenly took the offensive, “Please, Elladan, tell me about your
brother.”
Elrohir’s
warnings became present in his mind, “What do you mean?”
“Anything,”
the prince’s face remained stolid.
Elladan
took a seat by the fire but continued to study the blonde’s features, “He is a
few minutes younger than I. He’s always
been a determined, ambitious spirit with many plans, many plots, and many
goals. My brother is also an extremely
accomplished diplomat and a scholar.
Elrohir almost always gets what he wants.”
“How
similar are you in regards of character?”
Elladan
smiled strangely and walked towards the prince.
He took the white cloth that was tangled in his hands and threw it to
the other side of roomroom with great strength; it made a loud thud on the
wall. The blond locked gaze with the
dark elf and narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
“The
difference between Elrohir and I is that Elrohir at alt always gets what he
wants.” Legolas stared back with
question in his mind.
“I always
have what I want,” Elladan lowered himself to lie beside the prince and stared
into his blue eyes, still smirking.
“And what of you, Legolas? What
are you all about?”
“I don’t
want to remember,” Legolas lifted himself from the floor and stumbled from a
slight wave of dizziness as he had been on the floor for some time.
Elladan
reached quickly to grab his ankle and forced him to look down at him, “So many
mysteries.”
The blond
felt like ouldouldn’t move as he held the intense gaze, “That’s right.”
“What ails
you? Even through these thick walls I
could hear your screams, you are not only troubled with Mirkwood’s well-being,
which is a heavy burden on any prince’s shoulders, but there is something
else. There is something that runs much
deeper through your heart and it shows.”
Legolas
yanked his ankle free from he elf’s grasp, a look of disgust began to appear on
his face, “Please, Elladan, do not make my personal concerns your personal
concerns.” Legolas loudly sighed and
began to absent-mindedly change his clothes in front of his visitor.
next to the prince as he searched his wardrobe.
Meanwhile, Elladan searched his eyes: they were annoyed, sad, and
defeated all at once.
He moved
the blonde’s hands away as he began to search through the wardrobe and he began
to look himself, “Perhaps I am being nosy.”
Legolas didn’t want to verbally agree and remained still as he blankly
stared at the clothes in front of him.
“Listen to
your own words, Elladan: you always have what you want.
have?” Legolas spoke without emotion and
turned to sit on the bed. Elladan
ignored the comment and set about picking a fine garment.
appeal and he walked easily to the pouting prince.
“Wear this,”
Elladan held out the garment but the elf simply sat on the bed, eyes unfocused
as the eyes in his mind focused on a million memories… What am I all about? He asks.
***
"Come on,
Legolas! We all know about your escapades? What's one more?" one advisor
laughed out loud.
*
"Night is the time for enchanting and us isn isn't it,
Legolas?"
*
"I don't want to be a whore anymore.”
"I, too, suffer their remarks but they do not suffer in our beds.
Right, Legolas? You've had some of those advisors begging for the very thing
they ridicule you for.”
*
"I feel that if I go, thill ill have to treat me with respect. My
father would no longer be embarrassed by me. The other elves will not know me
as the royal whore, but rather as the one who brought them safety and solace.”
"I know that
would make you happy, because my melethron, I know you are not and have not been for sometime now.”
*
"I'm not beautiful."
"Then why do you go back for more,
for and if I abandon it, where will I be then?! It's not as easy as it
sounds!"
***
“I’m not
beautiful,” Legolas buried his head in his hands and tried to push back the
tears that threatened to spill. Elladan
wrapped the robe around his bare body, and kneeled in front of him, waiting for
him to reveal his face again. The blonde
felt Elladan’s arms slowly embrace his shaking figure.
dark awayaway from him, “How could you even touch me!
I’ve been tucked in more beds than a sheet!
it sounds!” All the information suddenly
came into place, the various marks on the neck, the experienced yet out of
shape body, the nervousness around Elrohir.
“There you are, Elladan. Now you
have all that you want just like you said.
Now you know what I am all about.
Don’t ask about my past…”
you here in Imaldris?” was his only reply.
His face
suddenly grew stronger, “To change.”
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