Forbidden Love (A Legolas x Aragorn story)

Chapter 2

*Even when Legolas is making funny faces, he still manages to look beautiful.*

LEGOLAS' POV

I cannot believe it. The man that I have been dreaming of is standing 3 foot away from me. I do not know if this was just my imagination or whether Arwen seemed to be standing closer to Aragorn than she was when we first greeted. Gracefully she leads me to my room, still holding Aragorn's hand, almost protectively.

I feel a pang of jealousy run through me. I don't know why; Estel and I only met properly today. They are probably already married. The very thought alone sends a cold chill down my neck.

As Arwen opens the door to my room, I cannot help but gasp at the beautiful quarters before me. The bed is king-sized with light green silk pillows and a white duvet. It looks so inviting that I just want to crawl in and go to sleep after my tiring journey. The columns are decorated with vines carved into the wood with a beautiful balcony that overlooks all of Rivendell.

Not forgetting my manners, I politely turn to Arwen and bow. "Thank you very much for your help."

"Do not worry about it, dear Legolas. I hope to see you soon." She kissed Estel on the cheek and turned elegantly on her heel and walked out of my door. I caught Aragorn's eye before he left. It was so complicated! I could not even understand my own emotions let alone read other people's! What did that look mean?

Did he feel the same?

Does he love Arwen?

Many questions ran through my head. I could tell that she loved him, but I didn't know about the other way round. She kissed him right in front of me. She seems very protective and for some reason she finds the need to very blatantly tell me that Aragorn is taken. Still, I did not see a ring on either of their fingers. For some reason this relieved me. I sighed and plopped down on the fluffy bed.

My life just got a whole lot more complicated.

ARAGORN'S POV

I sighed internally as Arwen pulled me gently from Legolas' room. I had been so sure that I loved her. But now I doubted myself. Did I really love her? Was I actually gay? Was I just feeling something more like nostalgia?

I could tell that Arwen felt threatened by Legolas; so much so that she felt the need to kiss me unnecessarily in front of him.

She loved me; I knew that. But I didn't know if I could return her love. Legolas coming into my life has changed everything. Arwen guided me to her room and patted the bed next to where she was sat. Unsure, I sat tentatively next to her.

"Aragorn..." the way she said my name was almost a whisper. I could see her love for me in her eyes. It pained me.

Slowly she leaned in, wrapping her small elvish hands with its perfectly manicured fingernails around the back of my head and pressed her lips gently to mine. I returned the kiss but did not feel the love there anymore.

Until this morning, Arwen was the love of my life. But now, it has all changed. Was Arwen simply my fallback from Legolas? When we first saw each other at the meeting last year, I knew I felt something between us. A spark. But how do I know if it was real? Was it simply my imagination, desperate for some affection?

Questions raced through my mind. But now I know: if there ever was love at first sight I have just experienced it. I want Legolas. I need Legolas. Not Arwen. I break away from the kiss much sooner than she would have liked and pull my cape over my shoulders that had fallen off during the kiss.

As I stand up, I catch a glimpse of Arwen in the corner of my eye. I can't leave her like this. So instead, I smile at her with fake warmth and say, "I need to go out for a ride." Oops. Wrong thing to say! I curse myself internally. "W-why can I not come?" Arwen looks shocked and hurt. So instead, I walk over, plant a quick kiss on her cheek and tell her that Brego needs a new saddle so I will be going to the blacksmith to get a new one made.

I walk out of the door.

Of course, Brego doesn't need a new saddle. But I know that I need to head down to the blacksmith so not to arouse suspicion, as I know that Arwen will be watching.

I feel so terrible, lying to her like this. I need to see whether what I feel for Legolas is real before letting her down. I just don't know who will support us. Elrond? Thranduil? Gandalf?

Slowly, I loop round past the blacksmith to the stable. Being around the horses calms me. As I walk into the stables I see Brego, safe in his pen. I smile. Brego never fails to make me smile.

I spot a new horse in the corner of my eye. the white one that Legolas rode in on this morning. 'Arod' it says on his pen. I smile to myself once more.

"Hello Aragorn."

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