Title: Golden Starfire  
 
Author: Aithilin (nimcuran_aithilin@hotmail.com)  
 
Pairings: Elladan/Legolas, Elrohir/OC, Boromir/Glorfindel  
 
Rating: NC-17  
 
Summary: Boromir is out to prove that Elves exist to an 
unreasonable king.  
 
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. I do own Legolas' 
brothers and any other random Elves.  
 
Warnings: lemon, slight OOC, sap in some places  
 
A/N: I know this has prolly been done before, but I decided 
to do it anyway. All of the Elves are speaking Sindarin, 
though the Men can't understand it.  
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"We need more land," Aragorn said as he looked over the 
maps. "The farmers are getting too crowded and the city 
still grows."  
 
Boromir nodded, "Where do we get this land though?"  
 
The King pointed to the north, "There. The forest is 
useless to us, but if we cut down the trees we can use the 
land."  
 
"There are legends of that area though."  
 
"Of Elves. I know," Aragorn rolled the map and went to put 
it away. He looked at his chief advisor. "They're just 
legends. Old wives' tales to keep their children and 
gullible husbands pleased."  
 
"There have been sightings-"  
 
Aragorn rolled his eyes, "Ah yes. The ramblings of 
drunkards that wandered too close to the forests. Elves 
don't exist Boromir."  
 
Boromir shifted in his seat, "If they do, if the stories 
are true, what then?"  
 
"Then we go in anyway. Seriously Boromir, aren't you a 
little old to believe in faerie tales?"  
 
The King sat back down and played with the stem of his wine 
glass, "Of course, if you're so worried, go then. Find the 
fabled Elves, bring one back as proof. You can have a year 
for this. It will take me just as long to get everything 
ready to clear that forest anyway."  
 
Boromir stood, "Alright, I will. Maybe a wager is in 
order?"  
 
Aragorn smiled, "What do you have in mind?"  
 
"If the Elves exist, since you'll go through with clearing 
the forest, I govern the land there. In your service of 
course. But the land, and anything found there is mine."  
 
"And if you lose, you get to join the trading parties."  
 
Boromir nodded. Joining the trading parties meant that he 
would be in contact with pretty much everyone he hated.  
 
"You have a deal Boromir. One year. Take whatever you think 
you might need."  
 
*******  
 
For the next few weeks, Boromir read everything that 
mentioned the Elves, trying to get a picture of what they 
might look like or act. He had found a team of Men willing 
to come with him. Some were the best hunters that could be 
spared, people that have been that way before, and his own 
younger brother.  
 
The journey north itself was short. The lands were more or 
less just plains and fields for farmers. By the end of the 
first week, the line of trees could be seen. During the 
nights, Boromir could have sworn he heard a sound like 
bells. Faramir said that they were in the areas that even 
the farmers wouldn't go near.  
 
Boromir took watch one night. He wandered the edge of the 
forest, watching the lightening bugs twinkle at random 
intervals. He had been amazed at how brightly the stars 
shone at first. While watching the stars, a fast moving 
shimmer had caught the corner of his eye. When he tried to 
see the movement again in the forest, the trees stayed 
dark, hiding whatever the shimmer had been.  
 
************  
 
Elladan frowned as he assessed the group of travellers. 
They were far too close to the forest for his comfort. 
Elrohir crouched next to him, mirroring his expression.  
 
The red-haired Men seemed to be the leaders, one more than 
the other. Most of the group consisted of hunters, archers, 
and swordsmen. Several deer had fallen to the archers 
already. Some of the younger Elves had started with their 
games, laughing when they saw the confused expressions of 
the mortals.  
 
"Come on Elrohir," Elladan whispered. "We need to get 
back."  
 
The younger of the twins nodded and stood gracefully. 
Elladan signalled to the others that had come with them and 
headed back into the depths of the forest. The trees 
started to thin out as they reached the main clearing.  
 
The twins swiftly climbed the ladder to the main flet in 
the largest of the trees. The council was just beginning.  
 
Thranduil sat with his eldest son, Rhiernil, across the 
table from Elrond, Glorfindel, and now the twins. Galadriel 
and Celeborn were at the head. The Elves all lived in the 
enormous forest of Greenwood. Though in the recent years 
Elves have been leaving Middle-Earth in favour of the 
Havens and the Undying Lands. Thranduil ruled the area to 
the north of the forest, giving the Elves an underground 
refuge when it was needed. Elrond governed the western edge 
near the Misty Mountains, ensuring safe passage through the 
mountains. Galadriel and her consort held the center of the 
forest itself. They ruled the Elves unofficially, sharing 
the power they held with the other two lords of the 
council.  
 
"What have you two learned of the Men from the south?" 
Galadriel asked in her maddingly calm voice.  
 
"They came with hunters and trappers. It's larger than a 
normal hunting party though, they look like they're 
scouting," Elladan answered.  
 
"A Man named 'Boromir' seems to lead them," Elrohir 
answered. "Another by the name if 'Faramir' looks to be the 
second-in-command."  
 
Celeborn nodded, "Thank you then. The younglings must be 
kept close to home then. If these Men are hunters, they may 
be led back here."  
 
"Feinereg will speak with all the young ones," Thranduil 
said. "He has their respect and it will seem less an order 
that way."  
 
Elrond nodded, "Indeed. More scouts should be placed on the 
borders. If the Men enter the forest, it may cause a 
fight."  
 
"The festival will continue as planned previously. We 
cannot let this disturbance interfere," Galadriel spoke as 
she stood. She turned to Thranduil. "Have your sons scout 
the edges of our borders. I'm sure they will miss nothing. 
Any repairs in our guard systems must be made before the 
festival day."  
 
All assembled nodded and Galadriel dismissed the council. 
Elladan approached Thranduil. "Has Legolas been seen 
lately?"  
 
Thranduil smiled, "Yes, he and Nimelen went to the rivers. 
They should still be there."  
 
"Thanks you."  
 
Legolas was the youngest son of Thranduil. Elladan's 
beloved for over three years now. Both Elrond and Thranduil 
had approved the decision made by their sons and were 
arranging the formal ceremonies to let them bond. Only 
Legolas' brothers had any objections to Elladan being with 
their young brother, though their arguments were mostly 
based on the age difference. Legolas was only 200, having 
reached his majority only six years ago. Elladan smiled as 
he remembered the confrontations with Legolas' three over-
protective brothers.  
 
There were three rivers through the forest, as well as one 
large lake near Thranduil's realm. The largest river was 
the closest, so that's where Elladan headed. The stars 
could be seen through the leafy canopy and the Half-Elf 
looked up to see the bright specks of light.  
 
The trees thinned out near the edge of the river. There 
were a few large rocks around the banks and one semicircle 
of them to form a place to sit and gather. There were rope 
bridges (just strings of ropes across the waters) at 
different intervals. Each rope would lead to another path 
that would take someone to a different part of the forest.  
 
Elladan stopped at the edge of the trees and smiled. 
Legolas and Nimelen were sitting in the cricle of rocks. 
Legolas on the ground leaning back against one of the 
boulders. Nimelen was sitting on the rock across from his 
brother and had one leg folded under him. Both were 
laughing at something. Elladan leaned against the nearest 
tree and smiled at the sight of his golden love.  
 
Legolas was dressed in the Elven robes most others were 
wearing, though his were in the clours of Thranduil's 
house. His hair was left loose to fall around his shoulders 
but was kept from his face with a few thin strips of 
mithril and gold woven into a band. His entire form was 
bathed in the moonlight and slight mist from the water. 
Elladan held back the intense desire to walk over and claim 
those smiling lips.  
 
Nimelen looked up and spotted Elladan. He gave his brother 
a teasing smile then stood. Legolas looked over and smiled 
at Elladan. Nimelen walked passed the Half-Elf, "I'm coming 
to look if you don't have him back in an hour."  
 
Elladan raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure you'd want to see 
what we're doing if it takes that long?"  
 
"Just get him back home soon," Nimelen disappeared down the 
path Elladan had just left.  
 
The Half-Elf smiled and made his way over to Legolas. The 
younger Elf looked up, "What brings you out here?"  
 
Elladan crouched and gave Legolas a quick kiss, "You, my 
beautiful one."  
 
Legolas blushed and took Elladan's hand as the other stood. 
The elder gently ran his hand through Legolas' hair, 
admiring the other's golden features.  
 
"What? What is it?"  
 
"How is it that you never seem to believe when someone says 
how beautiful you are?"  
 
Legolas blushed, "I'm not special."  
 
Elladan tilted his chin up to give him another kiss, "Yes 
you are love. Now, I think we should be getting back. 
You're brother won't give me the full hour he promised."  
 
Legolas chuckled, "How did your scouting go?"  
 
"Good, I suppose," Elladan answered as he took Legolas' 
hand and started back to the 'city.' "The group of Men are 
near the borders. Most of them are hunters so we don't know 
what they're up to."  
 
Legolas nodded, "I'll talk to my father later."  
 
Elladan sighed and kissed Legolas again.  
 
************  
 
Thranduil watched as Elladan sat with Legolas and a few of 
the other young ones. Elrohir was playing a board game with 
Feinereg.  
 
"Amazing how they can know that there is a danger but still 
play."  
 
Thranduil looked at Elrond, "I agree with you there 
friend."  
 
Elrond chuckled as he saw the look Rhiernil gave Elladan as 
the latter moved his hand over Legolas' back and whispered 
something to him. Thranduil shook his head, amused. "I'll 
have to talk to Rhiernil later."  
 
"They're just being protective of their little brother," 
Elrond said. "Elrohir had his own objections to them as 
well."  
 
"He was quiet about them then. I myself was worried about 
their ages."  
 
Elrond nodded, "As was I. But they seem right for each 
other."  
 
**************  
 
Legolas smiled and rested his head on Elladan's shoulder. 
His brothers were giving the dark-haired Elf wary looks 
again and Legolas was starting to get tired of it.  
 
Elrohir glanced up to the walkway behind them and smiled. 
Elladan followed his brother's line of sight and waved to 
their father. The Autumn Festival was being held in a few 
days, this would be the last night they could just sit 
around and relax for until the festival itself.  
 
The twins would be needed to help the hunting parties, 
Thranduil's two eldest sons would be joining the scouting 
and guard parties now because of the Men. Nimelen and 
Legolas would be helping the Elders organize the festival. 
There would be groups that would need to go through the 
forest to the small areas that had be used for planting. 
There were small gardens of vegetables scattered around the 
forests, all were taken care of by various Elves. 
Everything would need to be harvested before the first 
frost.  
 
Over the course of an hour, their little group tapered down 
to just Elladan and Legolas. The two had rooms close to 
each other, though they didn't share a bed yet. Elladan 
pushed Legolas against the wall next to his door. He kissed 
the younger Elf gently.  
 
"I love you Legolas," Elladan said softly after breaking 
the kiss. Legolas nuzzled Elladan's neck.  
 
"Love you too."  
 
The dark-haired Half-Elf smoothed out Legolas' silken hair, 
"Rest well."  
 
Legolas nodded and kissed Elladan softly. The younger Elf 
was a few inches shorter than Elladan, though neither 
minded. They broke apart and Elladan wached Legolas go into 
his room before making the short trip to his own.  
 
***********  
 
~~**~~Next Morning~~**~~  
 
Boromir was pacing around the campsite. Faramir sat on a 
hewn log and watched his brother.  
 
"You'll eventually have to stop doing that you know."  
 
Boromir glared at his brother, "We'll need to get into the 
forest if this is going to go anywhere. However the others 
are already claiming magic and such."  
 
"They're superstitious," Faramir said with a shrug. "They 
don't know what to expect and fear the stories they've 
heard."  
 
Boromir rolled his eyes, "If the Elves are there, they 
can't be any more intelligent than animals. I doubt there's 
any threat."  
 
"We never know."  
 
"Well, talk to them. We'll head in today."  
 
************  
 
Legolas sighed as he listened to his father talk to 
Celebdae, the leader of the guards. Celebdae's wife was 
sitting next to Legolas with a similar bored expression.  
 
Elladan had left with Elrohir to do a quick patrol of the 
borders. Nimelen had gotten out of the lectures to join a 
hunting party. Feinereg had gone with the gathering 
parties. Rhiernil was talking with Elrond.  
 
Legolas had wanted to go with the twins rather than stay 
behind like some child, but his father was just as 
protective as his brothers and he had all of them telling 
him "no." Never mind that he was one of the best shots of 
the Elves. Haldir and Glorfindel had taught him archery and 
he had already surpassed them.  
 
Celebdae glanced at him and smiled, "Since I'll be heading 
out to the borders, why don't I take young Legolas with 
me?"  
 
Legolas perked up and looked at his father. Thranduil 
sighed, "I suppose better with you than alone."  
 
The young Elf smiled and hugged his father, "Thanks."  
 
"Just stay out of trouble. Stay close to Elladan and 
Elrohir when you see them."  
 
"Me, in trouble?"  
 
Thranduil gave his son a wry look, "Legolas."  
 
"I'll behave."  
 
Thranduil shook his head and smiled as Legolas left with 
Celebdae. The young blonde wore a tunic, shirt, and 
leggings. All in the forest colours he loved. Legolas 
grabbed his bow and quiver before following the Guard 
Master down one of the paths to the southern border.  
 
Elladan looked up from his post when he heard the 
deliberate noises made by approaching Elves. He saw 
Celebdae and Legolas and smiled. He had known that it would 
be only a matter of time before Legolas found a way to get 
away from his duties.  
 
Elrohir waved them over. "They've started getting closer," 
he said softly, indicating the Men trying to get through 
the forest.  
 
They were all in one of the thick trees to watch the 
procession of Men. Elladan frowned as the group moved 
passed them. "Celebdae, go warn the guards further back. 
Get to Celeborn if you can. Elrohir, go tell Father what's 
happening."  
 
"What about you two?"  
 
Elladan glanced at Legolas, "I want to check their path. 
Legolas can come with me, I'll signal if we need help."  
 
Elrohir frowned but silently followed the tree-bound path 
back with Celebdae. Legolas looked at Elladan nervously, 
"Are you sure about this?"  
 
"We'll be careful, just stay close," Elladan gave Legolas a 
deep kiss before climbing down from his perch. Legolas 
followed and looked around. His sharp eyes kept a close 
watch of the ground paths, including the one the Men had 
just cleared for themselves. Elladan led him to one of the 
huge trees that they had once played on when they were 
young.  
 
The Men were camped out under the tree's huge boughs. 
Elladan crouched to try to hear what was being said and 
held Legolas back a bit. he frowned and was about to move 
to a better position when his leg knocked an already broken 
branch off it's balance.  
 
**********  
 
"Look," Boromir was getting iritated now; "Whatever is in 
this forest won't be able to out-power us. Now get over 
those old stories and superstitions!"  
 
His rant was interupted by the noise of something fallen. 
He looked up into the branches of the tree they rested 
under. A flash of white material caught his eye. He grabbed 
the bow and an arrow from one of the hunters and fired into 
the branches.  
 
"Fire," the Man ordered. "Find out what that was."  
 
****************  
 
Elladan said a few choice words as the arrow skimmed him, 
he looked at Legolas. The blonde dodged, another arrow that 
had been shot into the tree. He jumped to his beloved's 
side, "Are you alright?"  
 
Legolas nodded, "I didn't think they'd be this agressive."  
 
"Neither did I," Elladan said grimly. He pulled Legolas out 
of the way of another arrow but it wasn't fast enough. He 
could hear the blonde's whimper and growled. "Hold on."  
 
He whistled sharply before three more arrows knocked 
Elladan off balance and he fell still gripping Legolas 
close to him. He felt the air rush from him as he broke 
Legolas' fall. He opened his eyes to see the bearded faces 
of the Men above him.  
 
************  
 
Everyone stared at the two figures in silent shock. Boromir 
was the first to break out of the shock. He ordered his Men 
to grab the two.  
 
The light-haired and fair skinned one had blood dripping 
from the arrow wound on his shoulder. The larger of his Men 
wrenched the two apart and the dark-haired one immediately 
started fighting, it took three more to effectively subdue 
them both. They were tied with ropes and put them against 
the the large tree.  
 
"I can't believe it," Faramir said slowly. "You were right 
Boromir."  
 
Boromir reached out to the arrow in the light-haired Elf 
and heared the low growl from the other. The slight 
creature tried to pull away from him but he was held in 
place by Faramir. He heard the whimper as the arrow was 
pulled.  
 
"Dress the wound," Boromir ordered Faramir. "Try to keep 
him subdued."  
 
Boromir turned to the dark-haired captive. The Elf shot a 
glance at his companion before fixing a glare on Boromir.  
 
"Can you understan me?" Boromir asked slowly. The Elf 
turned away from him, silent. The fair-haired Elf winced in 
pain as Faramir touched the wound. Boromir caught the grey 
eyes narrowing as they focused of Faramir.  
 
One of the Men approached him, "What do we do now Lord 
Boromir?"  
 
Boromir looked at what they had. Their horse seemed fidgety 
but it's harness was able to be hooked up to the wooden 
wagon that had been carrying their equipment. "We need to 
bring at least one of them back to Gondor. We can keep them 
tied and use the wagon."  
 
"We'll have to keep our eyes open," Faramir said as he 
moved closer to his brother.  
 
***************  
 
Elladan watched as the Man moved away from Legolas. He was 
pissed. Celebdae and Elrohir might have already been too 
far to hear the whistle, or too far to get here in time to 
help. He ignored the Man, Boromir, when he was spoken to. 
The other that had wrapped Legolas' wound had done nothing 
to clean it. The flush on his beloved's face was enough 
indication of the beginings of illness from infection of a 
poison. These Men were going to pay in blood for hurting 
Legolas.  
 
"Elladan..." the name was spoken softly as Legolas' tried 
to move closer to Elladan.  
 
The soft voice was enough to draw the attention of the Men. 
Elladan quickly undid the loose bonds and ignored the 
weapons pointed at him as he pulled Legolas close.  
 
**************  
 
Boromir drew his sword quickly as he saw the rope fall from 
the dark-haired Elf's hands. The fierceness left the grey 
eyes as they focused on the smaller Elf.  
 
'Hold on beautiful one, I'll get us out of this.'  
 
Boromir heard the softness in the voice but couldn't 
understand a word of the language it spoke. He watched as 
deft hands undid the ropes that bound the smaller Elf. The 
dark-haired one turned to them.  
 
"What was on that arrow?"  
 
Every Man in the clearing just stood where they were. 
Again, Boromir was the first to recover, "You can speak our 
language?"  
 
The grey eyes held the fierceness they did before, "Yes I 
do. Now what was on that arrow?"  
 
"An herb used to disable opponents."  
 
"The effects?"  
 
Boromir started to recover from the shock of hearing the 
Elf speak the Common Tongue. "They'll last a few hours."  
 
The Elf turned back to the other and placed a hand over his 
forehead, 'Rest Legolas. You'll be well soon.'  
 
The smaller Elf rested his head on the other's shoulder and 
closed his eyes, 'Don't kill them Elladan, I don't want you 
hurt.'  
 
Boromir stepped up, "Now-"  
 
"What do you want here?"  
 
"What?"  
 
The Elf rolled his eyes, "What do you want here? The forest 
has been left alone for years."  
 
"We were looking for you. Well, for Elves," Boromir tried 
to explain.  
 
"Why? And why attack us?"  
 
Boromir narrowed his eyes, "Why the hell were you watching 
us?"  
 
"You were in our forest."  
 
Faramir leaned over to Boromir, "Not so stupid are they?"  
 
"I heard that."  
 
Boromir shook his head, "Enough of this. You, and that one, 
are coming back to Gondor with us. Resist, and we might 
have to hurt someone."  
 
The only response was a raised eyebrow. Boromir took this 
as a good sign, "Do you have names? Or shall I just refer 
to you both as 'Elf?'"  
 
"My name is Elladan, this is Legolas. If you, or anyone 
else comes near him, I *will* kill you."  
 
Boromir sheathed his sword, "Don't resist, don't do 
anything to cause us any trouble, and you'll both be fine."  
 
Elladan looked down at Legolas, the conflict warring on his 
fair features. He finally closed his eyes in resignation, 
too much time had passed already for help to come. "Fine."  
 
Boromir smiled, "Good. Get in the wagon, and stay there."  
 
He turned to the other Men, "We leave as soon as everything 
is set up. Take their weapons and keep them with our own."  
 
Elladan gave up his sword an dagger as well as Legolas' 
quiver. He felt the blonde stir in his arms as he moved to 
the wooden wagon. Legolas was awake from his healing sleep. 
'Stay still little one, I'll explain what's happening 
later.'  
 
'I heard,' Legolas' voice was soft enough not to draw the 
attention of the Men. 'My knife, it's in the pocket of my 
boot. Take it.'  
 
Elladan smiled slightly, 'Always prepared eh? The haven't 
noticed it yet, leave it for now.'  
 
Legolas nodded slightly, 'What do we do?'  
 
'We wait. Thranduil and Father will soon know and send 
help. I won't risk them hurting you, if we can sneak out 
during the night, we will. Until then, let me handle them.'  
 
Legolas nodded and let Elladan lay him in the wagon. He 
felt the other sit close to him and relaxed, trusting that 
Elladan would know what to do.  
 
Boromir relaxed as the Elves were secured in the wagon and 
the horse hitched up to it. He couldn't believe it, not 
only did the Elves exist, he had two in his custody. For 
the first time since seeing them, he let himself look them 
over. The dark-haired one had strong features, a fierceness 
was about him that suggested a strong warrior and hunter. 
Not someone that would give in easily. Obviously the light-
haired one meant enough to him that he wouldn't risk harm 
to him.  
 
The other was absolutely beautiful though. The golden 
features seemed pure and innocent, a stark contrast to the 
dark, raw strength of his companion. They were both 
carrying weapons, so they must have been trained by 
someone. If there were other Elves, he would have to find 
out how many, if they had an army, and if not an army, how 
many were warriors like the dark-haired one, or seemingly 
innocents like the golden one.  
 
Once ready, the group moved out. Following the path they 
had used to get there, Boromir let Faramir take the lead 
while he hung back to keep an eye on the Elves. He would 
need to get them a blanket or something for when they 
passed through the inhabited areas. The one named Elladan 
already wore a white cloak over his navy blue tunic. The 
other didn't wear anything other than his deep green tunic 
and brown leggings. It shouldn't be too hard to make sure a 
blanket covered them as they passed through the few towns 
until the city.  
 
He couldn't wait to see the look on Aragorn's face.  
 
************  
 
Elrohir was panting by the time he reached Elrond, 
Thranduil and Celeborn at the council flet.  
 
"Elrohir what happened? Where are Elladan and Legolas?"  
 
"They were taken. I heard Elladan signal for help."  
 
Thranduil's eyes widened, "What happened?"  
 
"I went to help. There wasn't anything I could do. They 
were outnumbered and Legolas was hurt. It wasn't bad, but 
it was enough to disable him. Elladan was protecting him."  
 
Celeborn stood from his seat, "Was anything said?"  
 
Elrohir nodded, "Yes, but I wasn't close enough to hear. We 
have to send someone!"  
 
"Indeed," Galadriel said as she entered the room. "But it 
will need to wait."  
 
A chorus of voices echoed, "What?"  
 
"We cannot let any other than those we send to know of 
this. If there was unrest..."  
 
The assembled nodded in understanding. They would gather 
those they knew that would be able to recover the two and 
then send them. Elrohir explained everything he had seen 
and heard to the council so as they planned.  
 
***********************************************************
**********  
 
The group of Men stopped for the night just outside one of 
the farming towns on the road back to Gondor. The Elves had 
talked to each other in their musical language at times, 
but it was otherwise quiet among the group.  
 
Boromir had given the two Elves blankets and was keeping an 
eye on them. He didn't want the Elves to be hurt by any of 
his Men but he didn't want them to think they were anything 
more than prisoners either. So far they hadn't tried to get 
away, but they refused to eat anything that had been given 
to them. The blonde hadn't spoken anything of the Common 
Tongue and the dark-haired one had been guarding him 
constantly.  
 
Elladan glared at the Men as they sat, ate, talked, and 
kept looking over at them. The red-head was starting to 
annoying him. Legolas shifted and looked around, already 
bored and frustrated at not being able to do anything. He 
tensed as a flicker of light caught his eye.  
 
Elladan looked at him, 'What is it?'  
 
'A light...there!'  
 
Elladan followed Legolas' line of sight and saw the flash 
of white light from a grove of trees a little way back. The 
dark-haired Half-Elf got an idea, 'Your knife.'  
 
Legolas handed over the blade and positioned himself to 
block the sight of any of the Men that were preparing 
themselves for night. Elladan turned slightly to try to 
catch the light from the fire.  
 
********************  
 
Elrohir growled as he saw the Men's camp. He couldn't see 
any sign of his brother or friend and only Glorfindel's 
hand on his arm was keeping him from rushing in to kill the 
bastards.  
 
Haldir had been sent by Celeborn to help and moved to 
crouch just outside of the grove. Glorfindel had just tried 
signalling the two captive Elves with the flat of his 
dagger. Haldir's alert eyes caught an answering flash of 
light.  
 
"There!" Haldir pointed out another flash. "At least one of 
them is able to answer."  
 
Glorfindel nodded, "The Men outnumber us. Wait until 
they're asleep, then we'll get close."  
 
Elrohir nodded, "Fine, we wait. But if either of them is 
hurt-"  
 
"We'll kill them," Haldir finished.  
 
******************  
 
Boromir was watching Legolas, he wondered if Aragorn would 
let him keep the lithe, golden Elf. The Men were preparing 
for the evening and Boromir waved off Faramir's suggestions 
of preparing himself.  
 
'We need to wait until they've gone to sleep,' Legolas said 
softly. 'It shouldn't be very long.'  
 
Elladan nodded and pulled Legolas closer to him. He caught 
Boromir's eyes on his beloved and smiled evilly. Legolas 
looked up.  
 
'What is it?'  
 
Elladan tilted his head and kissed Legolas possessively. 
They were both panting as the kiss broke.  
 
Boromir growled and narrowed his eyes as he saw the kiss. 
He knew there must have been some reason the dark-haired 
warrior had been protecting Legolas so vehemently. He 
fought the surge of jealousy and stood. He could have sworn 
he saw Elladan's smirk as he turned away from them.  
 
Elladan nuzzled Legolas' neck while the blonde purred 
pleasantly. There was another flash of light, closer this 
time. Elladan kept one arm around Legolas and signalled 
back with the hunting knife. He could make out three 
figures and smiled. 'We'll be back home soon dear one.'  
 
Legolas sighed and kissed Elladan's jaw. He saw the figures 
as well and wondered how his father had acted when he 
learned of their capture. Probably prepared for a war until 
Elrond calmed him, his brothers were probably no better.  
 
The only Men remaining awake were two watchmen at the fire 
and Boromir. Elladan moved the blanket that covered them. 
'Are you ready?'  
 
Legolas nodded and shifted position. Elladan signalled the 
figures again and they saw the movement again. The Men were 
talking amongst themselves.  
 
'Brother?' Elladan saw Elrohir lightly running over to 
their side. 'Are you harmed? How's Legolas?'  
 
'I'm fine Elrohir,' Legolas edged closer. Elrohir nodded 
and moved closer to the guards and Boromir. Elladan saw 
Glorfindel and Haldir grab a guard as Elrohir grabbed 
Boromir. The guards fell soundlessly and lifeless to the 
ground. A hand over Boromir's mouth prevented any noise.  
 
The no-longer-captive Elves stretched and silently padded 
over to Elrohir.  
 
'What should we do with this one?' the younger twin asked.  
 
Legolas found his bow and quiver and Elladan's sword. 
'Bring him back with us?'  
 
Elladan raised an eyebrow at Legolas' suggestion as he 
accepted his sword and dagger, 'I say we kill him now. It 
may be more merciful than what our fathers would do to 
him.'  
 
Haldir shook his head, 'No. He wants Elves, let him face 
the justice of Elves as well.'  
 
Elrohir nodded his agreement, 'Haldir's right. We need to 
go soon, the others may wake. We can't handle them all.'  
 
Glorfindel picked up some rope and Boromir tried to 
increase his struggles. Elrohir's grip stayed firm and 
Glorfindel tied him quickly. Elladan's hand replaced his 
brother's over the Man's mouth.  
 
"You wanted to see Elves, so now you'll get to see Elves. 
Make any noise or wake your Men and they'll undoubtedly 
kill us, but not before we kill you," Elladan saw Boromir's 
eyes flit to Legolas. "You don't want Legolas to be hurt do 
you?"  
 
At the slow shake of Boromir's head Elladan smirked and 
withdrew his hand. Glorfindel quickly looked Legolas over 
for injuries before they quietly made their way back to the 
forest. Boromir didn't struggle or make any noise to alert 
his Men, to his benefit.  
 
The Elves had travelled by horse and they had brought two 
extra steeds. Glorfindel hoisted Boromir onto his horse 
since he had always been the only one to use a saddle and 
reins. Elladan smiled and mounted his horse, watching 
Legolas do the same in one fluid movement. The ride was 
smooth along the roads made by the Men of Gondor and they 
made considerably good time. The group was on the Elven 
roads of the forest in no time.  
 
Elladan rode close to Legolas and smirked as he saw 
Boromir's eyes widen once they reached their home. 
Thranduil embraced Legolas the second the young Elf had 
dismounted. Rhiernil, Feinereg, and Nimelen greeted their 
little brother in similar fashion. Elrond did the same with 
Elladan, then carefully looked him over for any injuries. 
Nimelen made a fuss over Legolas' healing arrow wound until 
Elrond took notice and ushered him off with Thranduil's 
approval.  
 
Boromir shrank back from the sight of the eternally calm 
Galadriel and Celeborn. The golden Lord and Lady of the 
Elves let their cold eyes soften only when they rested on 
Elrond taking Legolas off to be checked  
and Elladan smiling as his brother greeted him properly.  
 
Thranduil looked to the royal couple, 'What do we do with 
the Man? He must pay for taking them, for taking Legolas.'  
 
Celeborn nodded his agreement, 'He must pay, yes, but we 
cannot be too quick to decide on punishment.'  
 
'Why not?' Rhiernil expressed, stepping forward. 'He must 
pay for taking Legolas and Elladan, never mind coming into 
the forest and setting everyone on edge. The Men he came 
with-'  
 
'Will look for him once they realize he's gone,' Galadriel 
interupted. 'Restrain yourself Rhiernil, we cannot risk a 
war with Men.'  
 
Rhiernil backed down but continued to glare at the confused 
Boromir. Elladan was led off by Elrohir in the direction 
their father had taken Legolas, followed closely by 
Nimelen. Galadriel, Celeborn, and Thranduil turned their 
attention on Boromir.  
 
*******  
 
Boromir watched the Elves talk. Four of them shared the 
same light features of Legolas but all had strong 
characteristics. One practically yelled something to the 
two golden Elves. The two also had golden features, but it 
was the same blinding gold and silver with soft features 
that Legolas had. The two twins and one of the ones that 
had greeted Legolas left. He flinched under the sharp gaze 
of the remaining Elves.  
 
"You," the golden male Elf said; "have a lot to explain."  
 
***********************************************************
*********  
 
Elrond smiled gently, "That should prevent infection."  
 
Legolas sighed and leaned against Elladan. The dark-haired 
Half-Elf sat behind him and pulled Legolas against his 
broad chest. Legolas sat between his beloved's legs with 
his head on Elladan's shoulder. Elrohir and Nimelen sat 
nearby, both with similar smiles.  
 
"What are we going to do with you two?" Elrond asked with 
an amused expression.  
 
Elladan grinned, "Let us bond?"  
 
Legolas chuckled and kissed Elladan's jaw. Elrond shook his 
head, "I was thinking along those lines myself."  
 
Four pairs of eyes focused on Elrond. The Elven-Lord 
cleared his throat, "I see no problem with this and I'll 
speak with Thranduil about making your bethrothal 
official."  
 
Elladan's arms tightened around Legolas' waist and he 
kissed the blonde's neck. Legolas smiled and cuddled 
himself further against Elladan.  
 
"Of course," Nimelen started; "I'm still going to object to 
this. Though maybe it's a good thing no one takes us 
seriously."  
 
Elladan snorted, "Why spend so much energy bringing up our 
little age difference?"  
 
Elrohir raised an eyebrow, "You call three thousand years a 
*little* difference?"  
 
Legolas shrugged. Elrond chuckled and stood, "Come. If you 
wish to see what that Man has to say, I'll take you to one 
of the overlooking balconies."  
 
The group nodded and stood, stretching slightly. They 
followed Elrond along the tree paths, ropes connecting flet 
to flet. They stopped above the clearing where the other 
Elven leaders were confronting the Man. Elrond left them to 
join Galdriel and the others.  
 
*****  
 
Boromir swallowed hard, he really didn't know what to 
expect now. All the research he had done, all the stories 
he heard and read, everything he thought he knew about the 
Elves went out the window. The beautiful beings in front 
and around him were obviously not base creatures. He could 
catch glimpses of an entire tree-bound city beyond them, 
with even more Elves going about various tasks.  
 
The dark-haired, stern faced Elf that had ushered Legolas 
off returned and looked Boromir over before turning to the 
others.  
 
'Legolas is well. I think we should discuss our sons soon 
Thranduil.'  
 
Celeborn looked at Boromir, "I am Celeborn, the Lord of 
this forest. My wife Galadriel rules by my side as an 
equal. The two you had taken were the sons of Thranduil," 
he indicated Thranduil then Elrond; "and Elrond, two rulers 
in their own right."  
 
"You have disrupted our ways by coming here, even more so 
by taking to of our dearest," Galadriel said coldly. "We 
cannot let you simply leave, and you must face our 
justice."  
 
"Why have you come in the first place?" Celeborn asked.  
 
Boromir hesitated, "I...My King needed the land and I was 
sent to see if there were inhabitants."  
 
"So why take our sons?" Thranduil demanded.  
 
"I was asked to bring proof."  
 
The Elves looked at each other, angry that this Man seemed 
to have no remorse. Glorfindel recognized that Thranduil's 
other sons were getting a murderous glint in their eyes. He 
glanced at his Lords and Lady.  
 
'Perhaps this would be better discussed elsewhere?' 
Glorfindel suggested. Haldir seemed to catch the meaning.  
 
'I agree. The preperations for the festival should 
continue. Now that we have new reason for celebration.'  
 
Galadriel nodded and Glorfindel started to lead a 
protesting Rhiernil and Feinereg away. Celeborn looked at 
his companions, a silent conversation passing between them. 
He turned back to the fidgeting Man, that would normally be 
amusing to see if the situation wasn't so serious.  
 
"You will be imprisoned until we asses exactly what has 
been happening. Behave and you will be treated fairly. 
Cause any problem and you will be killed."  
 
Boromir nodded his understanding and Celeborn signalled for 
two nearby guards to take the Man to one of the chambers. 
Thranduil turned to Elrond after Celeborn and Galadriel 
left.  
 
"What is it that you wanted to speak of?"  
 
Elrond indicated the group of youngsters watching them from 
the balcony above them. They waved from their perch. 
Thranduil smiled as Nimelen started to tease his brother, 
the two Lords couldn't hear what was being said, but the 
playful smiles were dead give aways.  
 
"I think we need to get those two bonded. They'll 
undoubtedly stay together anyway, but both are far too 
stubborn to go beyond what they have without the 
formalities settled."  
 
Thranduil smiled, "I'm not fond of the idea of giving up 
Legolas, he's still young. But I trust your judgement."  
 
Elrond nodded, "We should discuss this with them, see if 
they're ready. Some time before the festival tomorrow."  
 
*****  
 
Nimelen grinned when he saw his brother blush at his 
teasing. Elladan just tightened his hold on Legolas and 
smiled. Elrohir led the way down from the balcony. Their 
fathers had finished talking and were walking the same 
paths to the main flets.  
 
"So now what?" Elladan asked as Nimelen and Legolas decided 
that dropping pine combs on Rhiernil below them might be 
entertaining for a while.  
 
Elrohir smiled, "We could always spar. I'm sure Glorfindel 
has something to say about you getting yourself caught."  
 
Elladan swatted him.  
 
Legolas came up and they could just hear Rhiernil's threats 
from below them. "That's actually a good idea Elrohir. 
About time you had one."  
 
Elladan chuckled, "I agree, on both counts."  
 
"You shut up Elladan, if you ever want to stop hearing 
about being captured," Elrohir glared at his brother then 
turned to Legolas. "And you should respect your elders."  
 
Legolas grinned, "You should respect your betters."  
 
Elrohir and Nimelen snorted. Elladan chuckled and climbed 
down the ladder that led to the training area.  
 
Elrohir glared at Legolas, "Care to prove that you're my 
better?"  
 
Legolas smirked, "With pleasure."  
 
****************  
 
Boromir looked out the window of the room he had been put 
in. There were several other balconies and buildings in the 
trees across from him, as well as a few huts on the ground. 
Directly in his line of sight was a long field with one 
square area on either end. He was pretty high up, but he 
could see archery targets lined up at various distances.  
 
Four Elves climbing down from one of the other platforms 
caught Boromir's eye. One he could easily recognize as 
Legolas with his golden hair. There was another blonde but 
his hair was a duller colour, it must be one of Legolas' 
brothers. He could see the twins, and he assumed the one 
that put his hands on Legolas' waist and pulled him off the 
ladder was Elladan.  
 
The Man growled at the sight. He lusted after the golden 
Elf, he couldn't deny that. But he was in more than enough 
trouble as it was. Boromir couldn't believe a) he had been 
right that Elves exist, and b)he had underestimated them 
horribly.  
 
He watched as the four Elves played around on the training 
field. One of the twins and Legolas pick up bows and 
quivers while the other two leaned against one of the ever-
handy rail guards.  
 
As he watched, Boromir thought back to his brother. Though 
there was a lot of space between the trees, the branches 
were long and seemed intertwined at times above the Elven 
city. Neither the stars nor the sun could be seen through 
the thick leaves. The only hint at the time Boromir could 
see was a hint of red from what he assumed was the east. It 
wasn't very dark, all things considering, more like the 
early mornings in the covered market district in the White 
City. A light golden bathed the forest, even a slight fog 
added to the whole mystical effect.  
 
Faramir would be waking now, realizing what had happened. 
Most likely sending someone back to report to Aragorn while 
organizing a rescue party. Or simply going back to Gondor 
and having a war started. Boromir jumped out of his musings 
by the door being opened. An Elf stood there with a covered 
tray. No words were exchanged as the tray was placed on the 
small table and the Elf left.  
 
Boromir uncovered the tray and raised an eyebrow at the 
small amount of food. A few assorted pieces of fruits, a 
broth, and a few slices of white meat. These Elves must eat 
like birds. Boromir shook his head, scratch that, even 
birds have to eat dark meat at some point. The Man picked 
up a piece of fruit and tested it before going back to the 
window. Maybe they were trying to keep him weak so he 
couldn't escape.  
 
*********  
 
"Ha," Legolas smiled and stuck his tongue out at Elrohir. 
Another perfect hit. Elrohir sighed and threw his half 
empty quiver at Legolas' feet.  
 
"I concede."  
 
Legolas grinned and put his own bow down. Elrohir smiled 
evilly and tackled the younger Elf.  
 
"You may be better at archery, but I'm still stronger."  
 
The four laughed and all joined in the little play fight. 
Glorfindel cleared his throat as he walked onto the field. 
He had an amused look on his face as the group stopped. 
Elladan stradled Legolas, and Nimelen had Elrohir in a 
headlock.  
 
"May I ask what you children are doing?"  
 
Nimelen let Elrohir go and grinned, "He started it."  
 
Glorfindel chuckled, "Well then, I suppose it will be up to 
Elrohir to pick up the quivers. Nim, you get to help him."  
 
Nimelen stuck out his tongue as Glorfindel turned to 
Elladan and Legolas. Elrohir tapped his head with an arrow.  
 
"So it seems that all of Thranduil's sons have moments of 
childish behaviour," Elrohir teased.  
 
Glorfindel shook his head at Elladan and Legolas. Elladan 
was stealing a deep kiss from the younger Elf, "You do 
remember that you aren't even properly betrothed right?"  
 
"What's your point?" Elladan asked sweetly.  
 
"Get off of poor Legolas."  
 
Legolas smiled, "I don't mind him where he is."  
 
The Weapons Master sighed and dragged Elladan to his feet 
with his collar, "Thranduil and Elrond want to talk to you 
both. They're in the council room."  
 
Legolas jumped up, "Thanks Glorfy."  
 
Glorfindel raised an eyebrow, "Call me that again, and I'll 
kill you."  
 
Legolas smiled sweetly. Elladan, Elrohir, and Nimelen were 
trying, and failing horribly, to hold in their laughter.  
 
Glorfindel shook his head, "Just go."  
 
Elladan and Legolas took off. Elrohir gave up trying not to 
laugh.  
 
"'Glorfy.'"  
 
"Shut up Nim," Glorfindel batted Nimelen. "Legolas used to 
be sweet. You're a bad influence."  
 
Elrohir grinned, "At least he already learned not to tease 
Gandalf."  
 
*******************  
 
Thranduil and Elrond watched their sons come in. The young 
Elves were smiling and flushed.  
 
"You wanted to see us?" Elladan asked, sitting down across 
from his father. Legolas took the seat next to his beloved.  
 
Elrond nodded, "We both think it's time your betrothal 
became formal."  
 
Thranduil smiled at the happy look from both their sons, 
"There won't be a public announcement, but I'm sure 
Galadriel and Celeborn will wish to speak with you both."  
 
Elladan smiled and Legolas kissed him. It was a deep kiss 
and both fathers smiled and shook their heads.  
 
"I take it you're both pleased?" Thranduil asked with an 
amused smile.  
 
Elladan put his arm around Legolas' shoulders, "Yes. Thank 
you."  
 
Elrond nodded, "If you're ready, perhaps it would be best 
to have the bonding ceremony as soon as possible."  
 
"After the festival?" Legolas suggested.  
 
"That would be best," Thranduil agreed.  
 
***********************************************************
************  
 
~~**~~Gondor~~**~~  
 
Aragorn raised an eyebrow, "Boromir was captured?"  
 
Faramir nodded, "He insisted on keeping guard on the Elves 
we caught. In the morning, they were gone."  
 
"So let me get this straight," Aragorn leaned back in his 
chair. "You got to the forest, two Elves just happen to 
fall into your laps, then they get away, with one of the 
best warriors in the kingdom, while you were taking them 
back here. That about it?"  
 
Farmir nodded mutely. Aragorn shook his head, "You really 
expect me to believe that?"  
 
"I would suggest that you do."  
 
Both Men looked to the door to see a familiar grey-clad 
figure standing there. Aragorn stood, "Gandalf, it's good 
to see you again. Tell me what you mean, please."  
 
The wizard stepped into the room, "The Elves do exist 
Aragorn, I have met with them several times over the years, 
give or take a few hundred."  
 
"Gandalf, I can't just-"  
 
"They exist Aragorn, and have long before your ancestors 
built this city. This matter should not be taken lightly, I 
doubt they want Boromir within their own kingdoms for fear 
of a war."  
 
Aragorn paced, working what had been said through his mind. 
Gandalf's word was not to be taken lightly, if the Istari 
said the Elves were real, than it was more than likely to 
be true. Boromir had long been his friend and now he was in 
the custody of an elusive being that had thousands of tales 
telling of their cruelty to human prisoners.  
 
"Very well. Elves exist, and have Boromir," Aragorn turned 
back to Gandalf. "What do we do?"  
 
"I will go speak with them to see if I can convince them to 
let your general go."  
 
"I will go with you."  
 
The look on Aragorn's face brooked no arguement and Gandalf 
nodded.  
 
***************  
 
~~**~~Elves Forest~~**~~  
 
Legolas watched his brothers help set up the last of the 
celebration decoration. Really they were just ordering 
others around and trying to look busy so Haldir didn't give 
them any actual work. The ruling Elves were looking over 
the final preparations for both the celebration and the 
bonding ceremony.  
 
He smiled, he and Elladan would finally be bonded. The 
thought warmed him.  
 
"Whatcha doing?"  
 
The young Elf turned in the arm that had just encircled his 
waist and kissed Elladan. "Just thinking."  
 
Elladan lifted one hand to gently caress Legolas cheek, 
"Are you nervous?"  
 
Legolas nodded, "Yes. Are you?"  
 
"Terrified."  
 
Legolas chuckled, "That doesn't help."  
 
Elladan smiled, "So long as we're both scared."  
 
They had already spoken with Galadriel and Celeborn, 
recieving their blessings and Elladan getting a stern 
warning to protect Legolas. Thranduil and Elrond had been 
setting up the details for the ceremony, deciding that it 
would take place near the small waterfall beyond the city. 
Elrohir, Nimelen, Feinereg, Rhiernil, Glorfindel, and 
Haldir would bare witness to the ceremony. Thranduil and 
Elrond of course would be there, as would Galadriel. 
Celeborn would preform the rites for it.  
 
Legolas smiled and rested his head on Elladan's shoulder, 
"It's really going to happen isn't it?"  
 
Elladan nodded and rubbed Legolas' back, "Yeah. Three years 
and endless taunts from your brothers."  
 
The soft laugh was music to Elladan's ears. He smiled and 
looked over the activities below. Nimelen and Elrohir were 
playing around with a string of latterns made with the fine 
crystals that the smiths had worked hard on. The 
celebration would get underway tonight at dusk, the 
ceremony would be at midnight.  
 
"I think Elrohir likes Nim," Legolas muttered as he relaxed 
further.  
 
"I think you're right."  
 
They stayed in silence for a few more minutes before 
Elladan suggested that they rest for a few hours. Elladan 
pulled Legolas into his room and smiled.  
 
"Won't do anything but sleep," Elladan gave Legolas a 
chaste kiss. "Promise."  
 
He was rewarded with a smile and pulled the smaller Elf to 
the bed, covering them both with the downy blanket.  
 
*********  
 
Boromir paced his room. He was growing frustrated with his 
captivity. If he wanted, he was sure that he could break 
the door and try to escape, but he knew he would 
undoubtedly be stopped long before he made it to the 
ground.  
 
He hadn't been bothered by the Elves and he was starting to 
wonder if this imprisonment was all they planned to do. He 
was worried about Faramir, had his brother returned to 
Gondor? Or was he lying on the outskirts of the forest, 
slain by an Elven arrow? He hoped it was the former. If his 
brother was in Gondor, what would he tell Aragorn? Not 
knowing what was going on was what was frustrating him the 
most.  
 
He could see preparations for something in the areas around 
him as he looked out the window. A number of Elves had been 
training on the long field and from what he could see, 
almost all Elves were well trained warriors. How Aragorn 
was going to gain control of the forest was beyond him 
unless he used brute force.  
 
Boromir frowned at the thought. Even though he was being 
held as a prisoner, he had to admit that what he had seen 
of the forest was beautiful beyond anything he had read of, 
and he had seen only a small fraction. The Elves, while 
cold and obviously upset, were nothing but kind in their 
treatment. He didn't understand that. Legolas and Elladan 
wouldn't have been treated very well had he succeeded in 
bringing them to Gondor, so why would they treat him well? 
What ever the case, Boromir didn't like the thought that 
Aragorn wanted the forest gone, even if their people needed 
the land.  
 
The thought of a war was never appealing, but one with 
these Elves was even less so. It seemed that nearly all of 
the forest's inhabitants were warrior, or at least hunters. 
They would all take their parts in a war, including 
Legolas. An image of the golden Elf passed through 
Boromir's mind, covered in blood from the battles and 
succumbing to Aragorn's blade. The Man shuddered. If there 
was a war, Aragorn would use superior numbers to overwhelm 
whatever skills the Elves possessed.  
 
Perhaps if he could speak with the Elven leaders, tell them 
of Gondor, warn them of Aragorn, then perhaps he would be 
able to be welcomed as a guest. Learn of them, from them. 
Speak with Legolas and maybe get closer to the Elf.  
 
It was worth a try.  
 
*********  
 
Thranduil shook his head as he watched three of his sons 
play their games with the others that were supposed to be 
working. Nimelen and Feinereg were open with their playful 
attitudes, but Rhiernil was somewhat more reserved, joining 
in with his own subtle sense of humour and sharp wit. His 
eldest was always watching out for his younger brothers, 
protective of them regardless of how well they did in their 
training. Legolas was the proof of that, he was a strong 
warrior, but innocent.  
 
He had noticed the friendship between Nimelen and Elrohir 
progressing much the same as Legolas and Elladan's had. 
There was no way he could mind another of his sons with 
Elrond's. The elder Elven-lord had been his friend for so 
long that he trusted the entire family. He knew the passion 
the twins had, how they protected what they cared for 
fiercely.  
 
"You seem troubled."  
 
Thranduil turned to see Elrond coming towards him. He 
nodded in greeting before turning back to the Elves 
working.  
 
"I am," he answered after a few seconds. "I'm giving 
Elladan my youngest Elrond. Legolas is very dear to me."  
 
"He is dear to us all my friend. But I sense there is more 
than just Legolas on your mind."  
 
"Legolas is my greatest concern. But you are right as 
always."  
 
Elrond smiled, "And you avoid the question."  
 
Thranduil chuckled, "It seems my two youngest have fallen 
under the spells of your sons. Nimelen and Elrohir act as 
Legolas and Elladan once did."  
 
"I've noticed it too. I see no harm in it though."  
 
Thranduil raised an eyebrow, "You aren't worried about the 
lack of grandchildren?"  
 
Elrond chuckled, "There are ways around that. Charms and 
potions to aid our sons. Though Arwen has left for the west 
with her mother, I'm certain she has found many a suitor. 
What about you?"  
 
"Rhiernil's wife is expecting. Seclya will birth by next 
month it seems."  
 
"You're worried?"  
 
"As always."  
 
The two watched the activities of the final preparations in 
silence for a few minutes before Thranduil broke the quiet, 
"What of the Man?"  
 
"Treated well. Celeborn will speak with him before the 
feast."  
 
Thranduil sighed, "It truely seems not to be in our nature 
to harm does it? Our sons seem to have forgiven him, and I 
cannot bring myself to petition for his punishment."  
 
Elrond nodded, "There was no harm done. He will be watched, 
but treated as a guest in time."  
 
"Perhaps we should prepare ourselves for the celebrations?"  
 
Elrond smiled and nodded, "Duties call."  
 
*********  
 
Legolas stirred slightly as he felt a light touch on his 
cheek. When his sapphire eyes opened, they found a pair of 
grey ones looking back at him. He smiled and leaned forward 
to kiss Elladan. The elder Elf's hand found it's way to the 
nape of Legolas' neck to deepen the kiss. Both were panting 
by the time it ended.  
 
"Think we should start getting ready?"  
 
Legolas sighed, "Yes. Though I wish we could stay like 
this."  
 
Elladan chuckled and kissed Legolas' nose before sitting 
up, "We'll have eternity soon enough."  
 
Legolas got up and made for the door, "I'll see you at the 
feast."  
 
*************  
 
~~**~~Road to the Forest~~**~~  
 
Though they were making better time than the original 
group, Gandalf was pleased that they wouldn't arrive at the 
forest's edge until after the Autumn Festival. Aragorn rode 
next to him on his own steed, a third horse tethered to his 
that carried the equipment and for Boromir once he was 
rescued.  
 
Night was starting to fall and Aragorn stopped reluctantly. 
Their camp and dinner was prepared in silence.  
 
"So what do you know of these Elves?" Aragorn asked when he 
couldn't stand the silence anymore.  
 
Ganndalf chose his words carefully, "They will not harm 
Boromir if that's what you're asking. Many of them are 
warriors, but only for the purpose of security and 
hunting."  
 
Aragorn mulled this over without comment.  
 
************  
 
~~**~~Forest, Elven City~~**~~  
 
The feast was laid out across several long tables. Various 
Elves rushed to finish the small details in their work 
while everyone else finished getting ready. Haldir had come 
to check on Legolas once in the last hour before he was 
expected at the main table. Elladan paced his room, 
impatient for things to start. Elrohir was sitting on his 
brother's bed, watching the elder twin go from one end of 
the room to the other.  
 
Boromir watched the last preparations from his window until 
the door was opened almost silently. The noble Elf that had 
introduced himself as Celeborn earlier entered. Unsure of 
what to do or of Elven etiquitte, Boromir bowed to him as 
he would his own king.  
 
Celeborn tilted his head to one side, watching the Man 
curiously, "Please, you needn't be formal. I wish to talk."  
 
"Of course," Boromir hesitated. "I think I may need to warn 
you."  
 
"Of what?"  
 
"My king. A noble Man by the name of Aragorn."  
 
Celeborn nodded, "The one that sent you."  
 
"Yes. If he's heard of my...capture, it's more than likely 
he will send a group to retrieve me, if not coming himself. 
He is a strong warrior. I think you should take 
precautions."  
 
"Why this warning?"  
 
Boromir looked down, "I-I don't want to see any of your 
people hurt."  
 
Celeborn raised a skeptical eyebrow, "But you think it's 
fine to kidnap two of younglings?"  
 
"No!" Boromir shook his head. "I don't have an excuse for 
what I did, but I am sorry for it."  
 
Celeborn waved a dismissive hand, "Think nothing of it. 
They've forgiven you, as have their families. You're in no 
danger. If you wish, you may come to the feast tonight, but 
you will be under careful watch."  
 
Boromir nodded, "I'd be honoured."  
 
"Good," Celeborn took a seat by the small table and 
motioned for Boromir to do the same. "Now, tell me about 
your King and home."  
 
********  
 
Elladan and Elrohir practically ran to the feast. Trying to 
look respectable as they did. Thranduil and his sons were 
already at their places, all dressed in similar green 
robes. The twins took their places, Elladan next to Legolas 
and Elrohir next to his father. Nothing was said as the Man 
was led to the table by Glorfindel and Haldir. Sitting 
between the two guardians. All formalities were done with 
quickly and the feast began.  
 
Midnight was getting closer and Elladan sensed Legolas' 
nervousness. He gently took Legolas' hand in his own and 
tried to reassure him. Legolas smiled gratefully.  
 
The actual festivities had started and the Elves began 
their games, songs, and whatever else had been planned. 
Boromir watched in fascination as the celebrations went on 
around him. He was left alone most of the time and could 
have just walked away, but the thought of seeing this 
festival which few, if any, other mortals could have 
possibly seen.  
 
Legolas caught sight of the Man while Elladan spoke with 
Haldir. He crossed the short distance to rouse Boromir from 
his musings.  
 
"What are you thinking of?"  
 
Boromir jumped at the sound of the Elf's voice at his side. 
Upon seeing Legolas looking at him curiously he smiled.  
 
"I was in fascination of your people."  
 
Legolas smiled, "I can see how you would wonder about us. 
Maybe I can ease your curiosity? I have time."  
 
If possible, Boromir's smile widened, "I would love to 
speak with you."  
 
Legolas grinned and took a seat next to the Man, "Ask 
away."  
 
Boromir thought for a few seconds, "What of your 
traditions?"  
 
"Traditions?"  
 
"Yes, your customs. Like this festival, what's it for? What 
of your people's lives? Are there any traditions you 
follow? What of marriages?"  
 
Legolas blinked at the barrage of questions, "The festival 
is celebrating the beginning of winter and the end of 
autumn. There aren't many traditions really. Only that 
there is festival each season."  
 
"What about marriages?"  
 
"It's usually a bonding between two consenting adults," 
Legolas smiled. "The parents of the couple are usually the 
ones to organize the ceremony."  
 
Boromir raised an eyebrow, "Are you...bonded yet?"  
 
Legolas blushed, "Not yet."  
 
Boromir smiled, feeling his heart lift at the prospect that 
the beautiful being before him wasn't spoken for yet.  
 
"But, I'll be bonded tonight."  
 
The feeling dropped. Boromir swallowed, "May I ask to 
whom?"  
 
Legolas smiled shyly as he realized where the conversation 
had gone, but answered anyway, "To Elladan."  
 
Boromir had already guessed as much. He saw Legolas turn as 
something caught his eye. Elladan stood at the enterance of 
a path, just watching them talk. Legolas smiled and stood.  
 
"It was nice talking with you."  
 
Boromir nodded and watched the blonde Elf follow Elladan 
down the path.  
 
*******  
 
Elladan wrapped an arm around Legolas' waist, "Lle desiel 
a'maelamin?"  
 
Legolas nodded, "Yes, I think I'm ready."  
 
Elladan stopped and pulled the younger Elf close, "Don't 
worry, everything will be fine." He placed a quick kiss on 
Legolas' lips before continuing on the path.  
 
The small clearing was lit by small glowing crystals that 
hung from the small saplings that lined the edge of the 
clearing. There was a small waterfall that ended in a 
stream that curved off into the forest. The moonlight that 
found it's way through the cover of leaves glinted off of 
the water. Elrond stood with Elrohir and Glorfindel on the 
left side of the clearing while Thranduil and Legolas' 
brothers were on the right. Galadriel stood with Celeborn 
directly in front of the little pool and waterfall, looking 
completely ethereal in their shimmering robes. Legolas and 
Elladan took their places and kept their hands clasped 
together.  
 
Celeborn smiled softly, "Are you two ready?"  
 
Both nodded and lifted their right hands. Celeborn drapped 
a thin red ribbon over their hands and began the ceremony.  
 
"As this ribbon binds you physically, your spirits will be 
bound by your love. The red symbolizes your life blood and 
therefore your hearts. The tightly bound threads, the ties 
of your fates."  
 
He withdrew two mithril bracelets and placed one in each 
left hand of the two before him. Both Elrond and Thranduil 
came up to take their parts. They lifted the ribbon as one, 
placed a kiss on their son's brow and placed the ribbon at 
their feet before going back to their former positions. 
Celeborn looked to the two young ones to continue. They 
nodded simultaniously.  
 
Celeborn took a deep breath, "The pure silver of your bands 
is the purity of your trust and love. The material cannot 
be broken, and neither shall your bond. Wear them and be 
bound, heart, soul, and body."  
 
Elladan took the band he held and unclasped the small latch 
he secured it around Legolas' wrist, "I vow to protect you 
for eternity, and love you for twice as long."  
 
Legolas smiled and secured the band he held on Elladan's 
wrist, "I vow to remain by your side in your hunts and 
battles, protecting you for eternity, and loving you for 
twice as long."  
 
The two shared a deep kiss to finish the ceremony. When 
they broke away, the others were smiling. They 
congratulated them as they left the clearing.  
 
Elrohir clasped his brother on the shoulder, "Quel marth*."  
 
Elladan smiled and turned back to Legolas. Two blankets and 
a small bundle of supplies had been placed at the edge of 
the clearing and the newly-bound couple spread one blanket 
over the ground. Elladan gathered Legolas into his arms, he 
smoothed the golden hair away from Legolas' face.  
 
"Melamin."  
 
Legolas smiled and kissed Elladan again. Elladan ventured 
his tongue out to lick Legolas' bottom lip in askance. 
Legolas welcomed him in and they tasted each other for 
seemingly the first time. Elladan teased Legolas into 
playing a mock battle for dominance.  
 
They were lying on the blanket before the kiss broke. 
Elladan divested Legolas of his robe while the younger Elf 
did the same. Legolas shivered under the cool night air and 
Elladan's hands on his skin. He reached up and pulled his 
lover closer, kissing his neck while the other mapped his 
chest.  
 
Legolas moaned as Elladan moved one hand down to his 
rapidly hardening shaft. He could feel Elladan's own 
hardness and started to become nervous, he had never done 
anything like this before.  
 
Elladan kissed the sensitive tip of Legolas' ear before 
whispering, "I won't hurt you. I swear it my beautiful 
one."  
 
The dark-haired Elf reached over into the small bundle and 
pulled out a small flask of liquid. Noticing the curiosity 
in Legolas' eyes, he smiled and poured some of it on his 
hand.  
 
"It will help," Elladan slid a slickened finger inside 
Legolas' virgin opening. "Relax. It will hurt at first, but 
you'll feel better."  
 
He felt Legolas' vice grip on his shoulders ease and 
continued to work on stretching the tight opening. He began 
to nuzzle and kiss the writhing blonde beneath him to 
distract from the second finger he slipped in.  
 
"Ai! Elladan..."  
 
Legolas' moan told him that he had found what he wanted and 
added a third finger, hitting the same spot and judging his 
lover's reactions. He finally withdrew and kissed away 
Legolas' disappointed look.  
 
"Relax," he whispered as he sheathed himself slowly, taking 
care not to harm Legolas.  
 
They moved slowly, establishing a rhythm. Legolas met 
Elladan's thrusts easily and cried out as the other took 
his erection into one hand, pumping in time with their 
movements. Both were finally overcome with pleasure, 
Elladan with Legolas' tightness and Legolas with Elladan's 
skill.  
 
Elladan gathered the younger Elf into his arms after 
collapsing, he fished through the bundle again to find a 
small towel and reminded himself to thank Elrohir later. He 
cleaned them off and smiled while Legolas recovered his 
breath.  
 
"Are you alright?" Elladan asked softly.  
 
Legolas smiled, "That was...nice."  
 
Elladan chuckled, "Only 'nice?'"  
 
Legolas grinned and kissed his bonded deeply. He shivered 
as the heat from their passion slowly left and Elladan 
covered them with the second blanket. He kissed Legolas 
again before settling down, "I love you."  
 
Legolas smiled and cuddled closer to Elladan's warmth, "I 
love you too."  
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***********  
 
Legolas woke to the sounds of early morning and smiled. He 
looked over at the still sleeping Elladan. The dark-haired 
Elf was smiling in his sleep, with one arm around Legolas 
possessively. The blonde pushed a strand of dark hair from 
Elladan's face before settling back.  
 
"How're you feeling?" Elladan muttered without opening his 
eyes.  
 
"A little sore."  
 
The other chuckled and sat up yawning. He pulled Legolas up 
with him and kissed his newly bound love.  
 
"Should we stay here?" Elladan asked with an evil smile, 
pulling Legolas onto his lap. Legolas rested his head on 
Elladan's shoulder.  
 
"As much as I'd like to," Legolas kissed Elladan's jaw; "I 
think we should go get breakfast."  
 
Elladan sighed, "Alright."  
 
Legolas smiled, "Elladan, you need to let me go."  
 
"Don't want to," Elladan muttered. He smiled as he felt 
Legolas relax against him and loosened his grip a bit. 
Legolas took advantage of it and got out of the embrace. He 
chuckled and kissed Elladan's pout away.  
 
Retrieving their crumpled robes, they dressed and cleaned 
up. Elladan straightened his clothing and watched as 
Legolas splashed some of the nearby water on his face to 
help him wake up. Everything was stuffed into the small 
bundle, the blankets rolled up, and Elladan swung an arm 
around Legolas' waist as they left the clearing.  
 
Only a few others were awake at the time and the two made 
their way to what had been their rooms. Legolas grabbed a 
shirt, tunic, and leggings from his room while Elladan just 
took another casual robe and leggings from his. Elladan 
shook his head as he looked Legolas over.  
 
"You wear too much clothing Legolas."  
 
Legolas smiled, "I have some modesty Elladan."  
 
Elladan mocked a pout, "Too bad."  
 
Legolas laughed and they went off to find who else was 
awake. Haldir and Glorfindel were sparring on the training 
field before they had to go out with the dawn patrol.  
 
"How's the happy couple?" Glorfindel asked as he blocked 
one of Haldir's sword thrusts.  
 
Legolas smiled, "Just fine Glorfy."  
 
Haldir snorted and raised an eyebrow at Glorfindel, 
"Glorfy? That's a new one."  
 
Glorfindel growled and stabbed at Haldir, "Don't encourage 
him."  
 
Legolas tried to look innocent while Haldir disarmed 
Glorfindel. Elladan smiled and nodded his approval in the 
move. Haldir gave his sparring partner one of his "you-
just-know-I'm-better-than-you" smirks.  
 
"Is anyone else awake?" Elladan asked when Haldir stopped 
gloating, having been effectively silenced by a swat from 
Glorfindel.  
 
Glorfindel shrugged, "I don't think so. They may be now."  
 
Haldir picked up his bow, "Care for some practice Legolas?"  
 
Legolas grinned, "Always Haldir."  
 
The blonde gave Elladan a quick kiss before following 
Haldir to the archery tagets. Glorfindel and Elladan left 
the two to their practice and went to go get something to 
eat. Elladan had promised to bring something back for 
Legolas if he didn't join them.  
 
Elrohir was sitting with Nimelen at one of the tables by 
the kitchens. They both looked up and smiled. Elladan sat 
and helped himself to the fruit on his brother's plate.  
 
Elrohir looked at his brother, "You could ask you know."  
 
Elladan smiled, "Now why would I do that?"  
 
Nimelen grinned and followed Elladan's example. Elrohir 
shook his head and pushed his plate away in resignation. 
Nimelen glanced up at his new brother-in-law.  
 
"How's Legolas?"  
 
Elladan smiled, "Fine. He's with Haldir on the training 
field."  
 
"How did everything go last night?" Elrohir asked grinning.  
 
"As planned."  
 
Glorfindel shook his head, "Is your father awake yet 
Elrohir?"  
 
Elrohir nodded, "He's talking with Thranduil, Celeborn, and 
Galadriel."  
 
The elder Elf stood, "Could you tell him that I wish to 
speak with him after patrol?"  
 
Elrohir nodded and Glorfindel left the group to their 
antics.  
 
Elladan looked at his brother and friend, "So what exactly 
is between you two anyway?"  
 
*******  
 
"If possible," Haldir said as he looked over Legolas' shot; 
"you've gotten better."  
 
Legolas smiled, "Only under your tutelage my friend."  
 
Haldir smiled, "You were a great pupil. A pity your father 
preferred that you didn't join the patrols."  
 
Legolas nodded, "What of the Man?"  
 
Haldir shrugged, "I don't know what's planned. Celeborn is 
still angry, undoubtedly you father is too, but it isn't 
our way to harm another unless in battle."  
 
"I know."  
 
Haldir smiled at the younger Elf, "How do you feel now that 
you're bonded?"  
 
Legolas shrugged, "No different really. Elladan is very 
nice."  
 
Haldir smirked, "Did you enjoy youreslf?"  
 
Legolas blushed, "I'm not telling you."  
 
The elder Elf laughed and took his shot.  
 
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~~*~~Forest Border~~*~~  
 
Gandalf looked over the sleeping King of Gondor. Casting a 
quick sleep spell, the wizard rode off to warn the Elves of 
their approach.  
 
*************************  
 
Glorfindel smiled as he saw the Istari. He dropped to the 
side of the path and waited to be aknowledged. He didn't 
wait long.  
 
"Glorfindel, I must speak with Celeborn and Galadriel. 
Where are they?"  
 
"Back at the city, in conferance."  
 
Thw wizard nodded once and immediately rode off, leaving 
Glorfindel and the rest of their patrol to follow at a 
slower pace.  
 
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TBC...