The secret life
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-Multi-Age › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
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11,268
Reviews:
71
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I do not own the Lord of the Rings (and associated) book series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The secret life
Author: Githoniel
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir, Legolas/OMC, Erestor/Glorfindel, Elladan/Elrohir
Ratings: NC-17
Warnings: AU, slash, later on twincest and perhaps more
Disclaimer: All elves belong to Mr. Tolkien. I do not make any money with this story!
// = thoughts
~~~~~ = memories
Part 1
Greenwood the Great, 1326 T.A.
“My Love, please, I beg you – stop crying!” King Thranduil stood beside his wifes bed, trying to sooth the desperate queen.
A soft knock at the door and the healer entered, bowed lightly in front of the royal couple an placed the newborn life in the strong arms of his overwhelmed father. Thranduil literally beamed at the sight of his firstborn son.
“Oh my love, please, look at him, look. Isn’t he beautiful? He’s got your eyes...” just this moment, the child began to howl, “...oh, and my voice it seems.”
Thranduil began to rock him slightly until the Baby in his arms fell asleep.
“Oh, he’s perfect, my love. You made me so happy today.”
“Happy? How can you be happy??? A son! Why does it have to be an ion? Why not a beautiful little iell, Thranduil, why? A son – what do we do now?”
And a new wave of tears trailed down the queens beautiful face.
“Please love, calm down, please. We cannot change the will of the Valar, but we can think about how we are going to protect our pen-neth. Now come on – hold him.”
And he placed the sleeping elfling in his mothers arms. The little boy woke and looked at the queen with the brightest blue eyes ever seen in all arda and she immediatly stopped crying. “Yes, “ she said , “yes, he is perfect.”
“So, my lovely wife – now, i think before we think about his safety, we should think about his name first. Now, what name for the very first leaf at our family tree...?”
“Oh, hervenn nîn, yes: first leaf, our first little green leaf...” and she looked in her sons face and said softly “...Legolas!”
And with that, the queen of Greenwood fell asleep, still exhausted from birth. King Thranduil took his sons from her arms and cradled him to his chest. He left his wifes room and entered the nursery. There, he sat down in the rocking chair. Sorrow began to show on his face.
“Now my sweet Legolas, what do I do whith you?”
He shut his eyes tightly and remembered the fateful day, that brought all this misery upon his little family now.
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Greenwood the Great 3427 S.A.
“No, I’m not not interested in you. How many times do I have to say that.”
“But Prince Thranduil, you are the love of my life, the other half of my soul, don’t you feel it too?”
The young prince of Greenwood only laughed at that. “What should I feel? Love? – No, I feel nothing like that. Yes, I liked your caresses and your passion through these last nights, but nothing more. It was only sex, an affair and you knew it. You always knew that it was never more than this.”
“I always thought that you could learn to love me. Perhaps, if you would only give us this chance... “
“What chance? What do you think will happen? That I would one day bind myself to someone like you? That you would become my royal spouse? A mere wizzard? I don’t think so!”
“I can change, I can become anything you want for you... I can become a worthy spouse... I.. I.. can become..”
“Become what? A fair elleth? A queen for the Greenwood realm?”
“Elleth? But you do not even like ellith...”
“None the less I will marry one. I am the crownprince of Greenwood. My father would never accept an ellon at my side, as he thinks that kind of relationship disgusting. And who knows, perhaps he’s right... perhaps we ARE disgusting...”
“You cannot believe that! You are just to frightend to face King Oropher. You’re a coward!”
“Don’t you dare say anything like that again. And even if I do not believe him. I need an heir, a son for Greenwood – now, can you provide me with that, Istari? I say this now, once and for all, Rodalan: I do NOT love you, I do NOT wish to be with you, I do not even wish to SEE you ever again.”
The young istaris eyes filled with tears and there was no longer any sign of love in his face, but pure hatred for his lover. “Allright – I’ll leave you and this realm. But one day, but one day you will regret your harsh behaviour. I will become a mighty Istari, you know! And I will come back! Hear my words Thranduil Oropherion, crownprince of Greenwood: If your first child will be a male – your most longed for crownprince – I’ll come back and I’ll kill him, believe me, I’ll do!” Spatting those last words, he vanished before Thranduils eyes.
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The king gently rocked the little prince in his arms.
// If your first child will be a male... if it is a male... if...now, wait...IF!!! //
Realization hit the king hard and he placed the sleeping elfling in the cradle and quickly left the nursery. He made his way to the halls of healing, actually running down the corridors, and stormed in his master healers study.
“Healer Séregon – now, tell me, have you been the only one present during my sons birth?”
“Yes my King, there was no other. Why?”
“Have you told anybody about the fact, that Greenwood has a crownprince?”
“No my King, I’ve seen nobody since then. After placing your son in your arms I came here directly to prepare a potion for the queen to strenghten her.”
“So nobody, except you, me and my wife know about the prince?”
“That’ s right. But please, why my King?”
“Listen to me, healer, you will tell nobody, that Greenwood has a crownprince, but we are going to announce that today, the queen gave birth to a beautiful little girl!”
“You know about my loyality to you and I will do everything you ask for, but, please my King, WHY???”
“I’ll tell you the whole story, later, all you have to know now is that I fear for my ions Life.”
“It will be difficult to keep that secret, you know that. What about the servants, the guards, the childs nanny...”
“Yes, the nanny... I haven’t thought about that. We must find someone we can trust...mmh...”
“Perhaps my wife could do. She has some experience with little elflings and won’t tell a thing. You can trust my sweet Kela!”
“Good – it’s settled then! Your wife is going to be my “daughters” nanny. So come now, Séregon... I think we have an announcement to make.”
“One more question, please my King, if I’m allowed: What name do you have in mind for your daughter?”
tbc
Translation:
ion - son
iell - daughter
hervenn nîn - my husband
elleth (ellith, pl.) - female elf
ellon - male elf
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This is my very first fanfiction, so what do you think: Should I go on??? Please review!
Githoniel
Pairings: Legolas/Haldir, Legolas/OMC, Erestor/Glorfindel, Elladan/Elrohir
Ratings: NC-17
Warnings: AU, slash, later on twincest and perhaps more
Disclaimer: All elves belong to Mr. Tolkien. I do not make any money with this story!
// = thoughts
~~~~~ = memories
Part 1
Greenwood the Great, 1326 T.A.
“My Love, please, I beg you – stop crying!” King Thranduil stood beside his wifes bed, trying to sooth the desperate queen.
A soft knock at the door and the healer entered, bowed lightly in front of the royal couple an placed the newborn life in the strong arms of his overwhelmed father. Thranduil literally beamed at the sight of his firstborn son.
“Oh my love, please, look at him, look. Isn’t he beautiful? He’s got your eyes...” just this moment, the child began to howl, “...oh, and my voice it seems.”
Thranduil began to rock him slightly until the Baby in his arms fell asleep.
“Oh, he’s perfect, my love. You made me so happy today.”
“Happy? How can you be happy??? A son! Why does it have to be an ion? Why not a beautiful little iell, Thranduil, why? A son – what do we do now?”
And a new wave of tears trailed down the queens beautiful face.
“Please love, calm down, please. We cannot change the will of the Valar, but we can think about how we are going to protect our pen-neth. Now come on – hold him.”
And he placed the sleeping elfling in his mothers arms. The little boy woke and looked at the queen with the brightest blue eyes ever seen in all arda and she immediatly stopped crying. “Yes, “ she said , “yes, he is perfect.”
“So, my lovely wife – now, i think before we think about his safety, we should think about his name first. Now, what name for the very first leaf at our family tree...?”
“Oh, hervenn nîn, yes: first leaf, our first little green leaf...” and she looked in her sons face and said softly “...Legolas!”
And with that, the queen of Greenwood fell asleep, still exhausted from birth. King Thranduil took his sons from her arms and cradled him to his chest. He left his wifes room and entered the nursery. There, he sat down in the rocking chair. Sorrow began to show on his face.
“Now my sweet Legolas, what do I do whith you?”
He shut his eyes tightly and remembered the fateful day, that brought all this misery upon his little family now.
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Greenwood the Great 3427 S.A.
“No, I’m not not interested in you. How many times do I have to say that.”
“But Prince Thranduil, you are the love of my life, the other half of my soul, don’t you feel it too?”
The young prince of Greenwood only laughed at that. “What should I feel? Love? – No, I feel nothing like that. Yes, I liked your caresses and your passion through these last nights, but nothing more. It was only sex, an affair and you knew it. You always knew that it was never more than this.”
“I always thought that you could learn to love me. Perhaps, if you would only give us this chance... “
“What chance? What do you think will happen? That I would one day bind myself to someone like you? That you would become my royal spouse? A mere wizzard? I don’t think so!”
“I can change, I can become anything you want for you... I can become a worthy spouse... I.. I.. can become..”
“Become what? A fair elleth? A queen for the Greenwood realm?”
“Elleth? But you do not even like ellith...”
“None the less I will marry one. I am the crownprince of Greenwood. My father would never accept an ellon at my side, as he thinks that kind of relationship disgusting. And who knows, perhaps he’s right... perhaps we ARE disgusting...”
“You cannot believe that! You are just to frightend to face King Oropher. You’re a coward!”
“Don’t you dare say anything like that again. And even if I do not believe him. I need an heir, a son for Greenwood – now, can you provide me with that, Istari? I say this now, once and for all, Rodalan: I do NOT love you, I do NOT wish to be with you, I do not even wish to SEE you ever again.”
The young istaris eyes filled with tears and there was no longer any sign of love in his face, but pure hatred for his lover. “Allright – I’ll leave you and this realm. But one day, but one day you will regret your harsh behaviour. I will become a mighty Istari, you know! And I will come back! Hear my words Thranduil Oropherion, crownprince of Greenwood: If your first child will be a male – your most longed for crownprince – I’ll come back and I’ll kill him, believe me, I’ll do!” Spatting those last words, he vanished before Thranduils eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The king gently rocked the little prince in his arms.
// If your first child will be a male... if it is a male... if...now, wait...IF!!! //
Realization hit the king hard and he placed the sleeping elfling in the cradle and quickly left the nursery. He made his way to the halls of healing, actually running down the corridors, and stormed in his master healers study.
“Healer Séregon – now, tell me, have you been the only one present during my sons birth?”
“Yes my King, there was no other. Why?”
“Have you told anybody about the fact, that Greenwood has a crownprince?”
“No my King, I’ve seen nobody since then. After placing your son in your arms I came here directly to prepare a potion for the queen to strenghten her.”
“So nobody, except you, me and my wife know about the prince?”
“That’ s right. But please, why my King?”
“Listen to me, healer, you will tell nobody, that Greenwood has a crownprince, but we are going to announce that today, the queen gave birth to a beautiful little girl!”
“You know about my loyality to you and I will do everything you ask for, but, please my King, WHY???”
“I’ll tell you the whole story, later, all you have to know now is that I fear for my ions Life.”
“It will be difficult to keep that secret, you know that. What about the servants, the guards, the childs nanny...”
“Yes, the nanny... I haven’t thought about that. We must find someone we can trust...mmh...”
“Perhaps my wife could do. She has some experience with little elflings and won’t tell a thing. You can trust my sweet Kela!”
“Good – it’s settled then! Your wife is going to be my “daughters” nanny. So come now, Séregon... I think we have an announcement to make.”
“One more question, please my King, if I’m allowed: What name do you have in mind for your daughter?”
tbc
Translation:
ion - son
iell - daughter
hervenn nîn - my husband
elleth (ellith, pl.) - female elf
ellon - male elf
__________________________________________________________________________
This is my very first fanfiction, so what do you think: Should I go on??? Please review!
Githoniel