Epilogue

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Legolas watched as six-year-old Eldarion ran around the chamber with Aragorn. He placed a hand on his stomach. He'd just come from a healer who had confirmed that that Prince Consort was pregnant. It was the same healer who had diagnosed Legolas' false pregnancy, and he was glad that she had been the one to see to him.

But the news could wait. For now Legolas was just content to watch his husband and son run around the room. Arwen was sitting in a chair nearby doing some sewing, and watching her son and Aragorn. But even as she was intent on watching her son catch his "Orc", she could sense Legolas' excitement through their bond and stood to join him.

"What has got you so excited, Legolas?" Arwen asked quietly.

"I will tell you all later," Legolas answered. "I would not want to interrupt Eldarion's play. Then I would become the Orc!"

Legolas and Arwen laughed. Then they laughed harder as Eldarion pounced on his father and they both fell to the ground. The boy sat on his father's chest and raised his fist in triumph.

"I have felled the foul Orc!" Eldarion crowed.

Legolas and Arwen were falling over each other in their laughter. Eldarion began laughing as well. He rolled off his father and giggled endlessly. Aragorn sat up, relieved he could breathe easier. But seeing his spouses holding each other and laughing uncontrollably, and his son rolling on the floor giggling, made him start chuckling. He soon was laughing heartily with the rest of his family. Each servant that passed by smiled at hearing their royal family so happy.

Arwen was the first to gather herself. Aragorn followed and then Legolas. All three adults smiled as they watched the six-year-old try to contain his giggles like his parents. His laughter soon turned to yawning, though, and Arwen went to put her son down for a nap. When she returned, she sat Legolas on a sofa and demanded he tell her what it was he wanted to tell her and Aragorn. Aragorn sat next to Legolas and asked what Arwen was talking about.

Legolas sighed, "I went to a healer today and she looked me over."

"Is something wrong?" Aragorn asked, concerned.

Legolas laughed, "No, of course not."

"Then what happened?" Arwen asked, even though she had a good idea of what Legolas' news was.

Legolas bit his lip, smiling, "She has confirmed that I am pregnant!"

Aragorn gave a bark of laughter before grabbing Legolas and kissing him soundly. Legolas wrapped his arms around Aragorn's neck and Aragorn flung his arms around Legolas' middle. Once Aragorn let go, Arwen pulled Legolas up into a hug and kissed him on the cheek.

"Legolas this is wonderful!" Arwen exclaimed.

Aragorn stood and hugged Legolas from behind, "This is wonderful, love."

Legolas leaned back against his husband and hummed, "I am glad. What shall we name her?"

"Her?"

Legolas chuckled, "I would like to hope it is a girl so that Eldarion might have a sister."

"I like Sídhien," Aragorn answered Legolas' first question.

"Daughter of peace. I like that," Legolas murmured.

Arwen watched for a while before heading into her son's room to keep him company and give her husbands some privacy. Aragorn kissed the tip of Legolas' ear.

"What do you want to name it if it is a boy?" Aragorn asked.

"Laechanar," Legolas answered without hesitation.

"Green brother?"

"He would be born of Leagolas, Greenleaf, and he would be a younger brother to Eldarion. The name seems fitting."

Aragorn chuckled low, "What if we have both?"

Legolas smiled, "Then we will use both names."

Aragorn kissed Legolas' cheek, "I'll be happy with whichever it is. Or they are."

Legolas smiled and kissed Aragorn back. Everything was better now, and he was excited for this baby to bring their family together even more.

The End

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