3. Chapter 3
Just remember it's only the start of this story... lol! More angst will come...
Title: Aragorn's Secret Weapon 3
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Characters: Aragorn, Legolas, Elrond, Elladan and Elrohir.
Warning: Angst full ahead, fluff, and humor. Bad or good endings… lol!
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them for my own evil plans.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Aragorn has a plan on how he will finally beat Legolas. But will Legolas find out? And if he does, what he will do?
Note: Estel's age is 7, and Legolas's age is 14 and only an elfling compared to the other elves.
"The longer I live the more I see that I am never wrong about anything, and that all the pains that I have so humbly taken to verify my notions have only wasted my time."
- George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)
Elrond left Legolas' room. He felt that things had not gotten better, only worse. He made his way to Estel's room, hoping that he could help repair what had happened between Legolas and his son.
"Adar!" Elladan called before his father opened the door.
Elrond looked upon his son; Elladan looked at him, his face growing a little pale.
"What is wrong, ion-nin?" Elrond asked.
"Do not go in, adar…" Elladan said. He took a deep breath, and then said, "Erestor, Lindir and Glorfindel are inside, and I do not think you should disturb them."
"All three of them?" Elrond asked wonderingly.
"Glorfindel, and Erestor?" Elrond asked, still not quite believing his son's words.
Elladan nodded again.
"How long have they been in there?" Elrond asked, curious.
"I heard from Elrohir that Lindir was with Estel; it seems that he was crying on Lindir's shoulder. Then Lindir came out and returned with Erestor and Glorfindel, and they all went inside the room, and have not left since…"
"Where is your brother?" Elrond asked.
"In the kitchen. He is probably wondering where are we, as lunch is ready. You know that if we do not hurry, Elrohir will eat all the food, don't you?" Elladan asked.
"I know, but I am afraid, ion-nin, that there are more important issues right now than worrying whether Elrohir will eat everything or not, like… our young prince, and Estel…" Elrond pointed out to him.
"Why did he call for them?" Elrond asked. He was still a little confused as to what had happened, and why Estel would want to see the three elves.
"I do not know father, but I suspect that Lindir was trying to comfort him, or help him to deal with the consequences of his childish act," Elladan answered. He noticed the look that his father gave him. "Father, I am only guessing, I do not know what they are talking about, but I am curious to find out, as they have been inside a long time."
Before Elrond could answer, the door to Estel's room opened.
Elrond looked at his son, and then made his way into the room, where he saw Lindir, Erestor and Glorfindel.
Estel saw the look upon his adar's face, and asked, "Is something wrong, father?"
"I had hoped that you would tell me, Estel," Elrond said.
"Nothing adar," Estel said innocently.
"That is not what I have heard from Elladan, nor from Legolas."
Estel looked around and noticed that Legolas was not even there.
"Where is Legolas adar?" Estel asked.
"He is in his room. He is very angry, and is thinking of leaving, never to return…" Elrond began to say, only to watch Estel ran out of the room.
Estel tried to open the door, but the door was locked.
"Legolas! Open the door!" Estel said.
There was no sound of movement from inside the room, and Estel tried again.
"Forgive me for acting like a child…" Estel confessed.
He heard the sound of the door being unlocked, and Legolas opened it slightly, only letting his face show. "You are a child, and I forgive you, but I need to be alone right now…"
Estel smiled gratefully. "Then will you come and join us for lunch? I am hungry, and I think you must be too, as you have not eaten since this morning," he said, thinking everything would now be alright.
"I am not hungry, Estel. I am feeling tired, so I think I will sleep a little… maybe later…" Legolas mumbled. He closed the door and locked it so that no one could disturb him.
Estel found himself staring at the door. He turned over and ran to the dining hall where he knew his father and brothers would be.
"Estel, what is wrong?" Elladan asked.
"He does not want to eat; he said that he was not hungry…" Estel answered.
"Did he say more than that?" Elrond asked.
"He said that he forgives me, but that he is tired and wants to sleep."
Estel looked at his adar and saw the worried look on his face. "Why are you worried adar? Is there something wrong with Legolas?" he asked.
Elrond sighed, and answered, "Legolas' pride has been hurt, thanks to Elladan. Your brother told Legolas that he should let you win, and that upset Legolas."
Estel looked at Elladan, not understanding why his brother spoke to Legolas. He lowered his head, remembering what had happened, and realizing that he was at fault too. He was always the one who turned it into a contest, not Legolas. For Legolas, it was only fun, a game.
"Ada?" Estel asked.
Elrond looked upon his son, waiting to hear what his son had to say.
"Why is Legolas acting so childishly?" Estel asked.
Elrond smiled slightly; he was amused. He did not know who was acting more childish – Legolas or his son.
End of Chapter 3.
You see? No cliffy on the edge... at least not in this chapter... lol!
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