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aintinacage · 1 year
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elladanns · 1 year
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he has to know what he's doing at this point
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like sir what the fuck
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stompandhollar · 2 years
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i’m actually BUZZING thinking about how much character growth we’re going to get from our main cast— like, we’re watching legends being forged here. Isildur and Elrond in the mountain, Elendil and Isildur in battle, Galadriel and Celeborn reunion, Elrond founding Rivendell, CELEBRIMBOR’S WHOLE ARC, Gandalf and his love of the hobbits, the harfoots BECOMING hobbits, THE SHIRE, Isildur becoming King, Durin and the AND THE FALL OF KHAZAD-DÛM… gosh, I just. This series has nowhere to go but up.
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why-what-no · 2 years
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First Meeting
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Pairing: Elrond (ROP) x Reader
Warnings: None, Some Silmarillion Lore Mentions
Summary: After a lifetime of Elrond imagining what would happen when he first met his love, the half-elf encountered a being in the forest that left him awestruck.
Requested by: @writing-fanics
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Throughout his life, Elrond had always tried to imagine his future love. Creating images in his head about what they would look like or what their personality would be. There'd be so many scenarios in his head about what he and them would do together. And most importantly, their first meeting.
He had always been a romantic, teased by his brother for it. But the teasing had always been gentle, and Elrond had always known that his brother had admired that romantic quality of his.
When he got older, however, he knew that he had to leave those thoughts behind. His career had to take precedent. Slowly, ideas for how to improve Middle Earth took over his ideas of love. Keeping busy and putting his whole heart and mind into his ambition. When Elrond cared about something, he made sure to make it his top priority.
But in the evening, when he was settling down for bed, some of those hopes and dreams for a relationship would return. When he couldn’t hide the fact that he sometimes felt so lonely.
His brother was gone, his friends were either his superiors or were always traveling to far off lands. The idea of someone putting him first, and letting him put them first, was a powerful desire
Despite that, however, Elrond went on with his life. Until everything he had pushed into the back of his mind happened.
Until the imagined "first meeting" was a reality.
There was a forest around Lindon that Elrond loved to walk through on those days where he needed a break from his duties. The leaves providing a gentle shade, a gorgeous green that brought a relaxing atmosphere. There was a feeling in that forest, like time stood still and allowed him to be free.
It was there that he finally met (Y/N). When the sound of a cracked branch brought his attention to the person agilely climbing down from one of the trees. Jumping down and landing gracefully just feet away from Elrond. 
He could only stop and stare.
It was obvious from the pointed ears and the lovely features that she was elvish. But the half-elf could swear that in all his life, he had never been so captivated by another being like he was with her. 
Elrond had heard stories of Thingol, the first King of Doriath, when he met his wife Melian, one of the Maia.
He had been traversing through forests to visit his friend when he came across Melian, awestruck by her beauty. He took her hand, and for years he stood there with her, having forgotten his people from the sight of the powerful and beautiful being. 
It was in the moment when he saw (Y/N) that he finally understood the spell that had taken over King Thingol. 
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It was only because of great luck to those who depended on Elrond that he only stayed, basking in her presence, for a few days. But he could barely bring himself to care. Needing to know her, to learn her name and the things that brought her joy.
When he finally left, he vowed to return as soon as possible. 
(Y/N) lived in the forest, keeping to herself. The nature brought her joy and the animals were her friends. But when she met Elrond, she knew that there would be a chance that she would give that up to be with him. 
He would never ask her for that, knowing how special the trees and land around Lindon was. However, to (Y/N), he was the most special thing she had ever seen. She just wants to see him every day.
As for Elrond, those fantasies of meeting his love had disappeared, finally having met the person he knew that he would spend the rest of his life with.
And no one else could possibly compare to her.
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feyhunter78 · 7 months
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I don’t care if none of y’all request a Kinktober for Elrond bc I’m writing him one
That man deserves to be SLUTTED OUT😤😤😤
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elronds-pointy-ears · 2 years
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yes!! yes i would marry you little elf lord  💍🥰
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vreenak · 1 year
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THE FIRSTBORN MEME:
1/4 quotes: Hope is never mere ...
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danger-xylophones · 1 year
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My Lady (x reader)
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warnings: she/her, reader referred to as 'my lady'
note: somebody wrote an elrond x celebrimbor's daughter! reader that inspired this and I cannot find it. If I do, I will link it here.
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Lindon was more beautiful than you could have ever imagined. Lush and teeming with golden light, it seemed as if the very air was filled with the song of creation. And with every passing moment you were growing happier and happier that you'd begged your father to take you with him.
But, sadly all good things must come to an end and it was almost time to return to Eregion. However, this time you'd be accompanied by your new friend Elrond Peredhel who was to assist your father on his latest project.
Elrond was as charming as any elf-lord, perhaps even more than some you'd been forced to suffer conversation with on your father's behalf. And just as noble but far kinder than one would think his station as the High-King's herald would encourage. He'd swept you off your feet with the first five words he'd uttered to you, "Welcome to Lindon, my lady." Words so simple, so cordial, and proper and yet something about his voice had enchanted them and bewitched you in one breath.
You were with him now, the two of you enjoying one last walk about Lindon before setting out. "I must thank you, Herald Elrond, for offering me your company on this fine evening." You broke the comfortable silence that had wrapped around the two of you. "Without it, I'm quite certain I would have gotten lost again."
"Please, my lady," Elrond laughed, "you do not need to use my title when you address me." He patted your hand that was hooked around his arm. "We are friends now, are we not?"
"But it is a title well-earned, herald. And I make a habit of celebrating my friend's accomplishments." You smiled, squeezing his arm and admiring the bashful smile that flickered across his face. "But, I will also tell you the same thing - my name is more than acceptable. 'Lady' is just an inherited title, after all." You added dismissively.
"Forgive me," Elrond hummed, a small smirk on his face, "although your name is elegant on its own, the title of lady makes it befitting your beauty."
You could feel your face flush and thus you had to look away before he could notice. "Oh you are a politician." You laughed nervously. "Your ability to flatter is truly admirable."
"High praise from the elleth who could move the stars to write poetry for her."
A thought struck you which caused you to stop and tug your arm free of his. Which made the ellon turn and face you, in kind. "Now is it just my beauty you find worthy of praise," you folded your hands primly before you, "or are there any other attributes you like?"
"There is much I could compliment, mellon nin." Elrond sent you a small, disarming smile. "Where would you like me to begin?"
Compliments, curse the compliments. Back in Eregion that was all anyone offered you, hoping you'd pass a good word onto your father. You frowned. "I'd like you to start with the truth, Elrond Peredhel." Your voice was level as you tried to bite back the accusatory tone that threatened to slip. Aside from the sudden flattery, you had no proof Elrond had other intentions in befriending you. Yet. "What do you want from me?"
An expression you couldn't quite name overtook his charming face. "I'm afraid I don't understand-" he stepped towards you, "my lady, have I offended you?" He reached out his hand for you to take, "If I have, please tell me how so that I may rectify my mistake."
"You have not offended me," you amended, softly - the look on his face made it hard to hold your own hard expression, "but you have said things eerily similar to that which I so often hear in Eregion." Your gaze zeroed in on his hand, "Words spoken only to gain my favor," you flicked your gaze back up to his, "that I may say a positive word in the flatterer's own favor to my father."
Elrond sighed your name, his expression softening as he lowered his hand. "I do not speak idle flattery to anyone," he stepped forward, bringing the toes of his boots nearly to yours, "least of all to you. I-" he brought his hands up as if to take your face in them only to pause, "-may I?" After a single, consenting nod, he proceeded, holding the sides of your face with a gentility you did not expect. "I find you truly captivating, my lady. And I wish to gain your favor not to sway the opinion of your father but because I wish for you to think highly of me." He rested his forehead against yours for a brief spell. "So that you will continue to bless me with your company." His eyes darted down to your lips and you understood.
"Elrond," you breathed out, your own hands came up to rest on his chest of their own accord, "forgive me, I-" your fingers curled into the soft material of his tunic. "For assuming you weren't genuine."
"There is nothing to forgive." He murmured, the movement of his lips effortlessly pulling your attention to them. Delicately, he bumped his nose against yours. "May I kiss you?"
"I would like nothing more." You grinned, returning the gesture with the same gentility he had used. Tilting your head a little bit up with his hands, Elrond pressed his lips against your own.
It was like drowning in sunlight, warm and gentle, it felt like new life breathed into your lungs. You felt safe with him. Truly safe, wrapped in the affection he held for you that spurred your own heart to release its hold on the feelings you'd been harboring for him.
Your hands reached up, taking the back of his head and neck into each. His hair was softer than anything you'd ever felt and it flowed like water between your fingers. Tilting your head once more, now to the side allowed you to deepen the kiss and further ensnare you in him, in Elrond Peredhel.
Elrond's own hands descended, finding your waist and bringing you chest to chest with himself so he could press harder against you. His lips worked against your own in a careful dance that left your head reeling and all senses consumed and overwhelmed.
At length, you separated and found yourself a little out of breath as you laid your head against him, your curled against his chest once more. "Melleth nin," Elrond hummed, his own head resting over yours while his arms wound tight around you. "Antan melmenya lenna."
"Ma meluval ni tenn' oio?" You murmered quietly, pressing a small kiss to his neck.
"Ni indome." Elrond sighed against the crown of your head. "Indome tye?"
Pulling away from you, you looked into his eyes which shone with soft adoration and placed a hand to his cheek. "I will, for eternity and after." His smile could put the brightest star to shame. "Shall we continue our walk, melleth nin?" You asked, an impish smirk on your face.
Laughing lightly, Elrond stepped back and offered his arm to you once more. "Of course, my lady."
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aintinacage · 1 year
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stompandhollar · 2 years
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Elrond not letting Durin tell him his hidden name felt so much like the trope where someone tries to say i love you, and the other person cuts them off because, “you can tell me when we make it out on the other side. both of us”.
he wasn’t ready to say goodbye to his friend.
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why-what-no · 2 years
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Councils And Picnics
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Pairing: Elrond (RoP) x Elven!Reader
Notes: RoP young Elrond is literally one of my favourite boys and I <3 him
Request: “What do Elrond & the reader do together as lovers in their daily lives”
Requested by: @writing-fanics
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The sun shone over their face as (Y/N) stepped through the meadow, long elven hair moving slightly in the breeze. It was a beautiful morning, the type where they wanted to spend the entire day outside, unwinding with their lover, Elrond.
In search of him, they found the Elf in that same meadow, resting against a large tree branch. When he wasn't in his office or his chambers, he could always be found hidden away beneath the leaves of that twisting tree.
"Good morning." (Y/N) called out with a wide smile, getting his attention.
Elrond's expression was delighted when he saw who had found him. "My love." He slid off the tree, striding closer to take (Y/N)'s hands in his. "I thought you were spending this morning assisting in the library."
"It appears they didn't need a historian after all. At least until tomorrow."
"So you have been freed for the day." He leaned in to kiss them. "Any plans?"
(Y/N) nodded. "I was thinking of taking a walk through the gardens, I haven't been able to visit in some time. Care to join me?"
The gardeners' work was a breathtaking sight. (Y/N) had regretted spending so much time on work and not appreciating the beauty near them.
But their lover's happiness was clouded slightly. "I have a council meeting in less than an hour, I fear I cannot accompany you."
That put a damper on their plan.
"Very well, will you be finished before sundown?" (Y/N) relaxed slightly when he nodded, glad that they would be able to spend some time with their lover. "Then, we can go then."
Elrond's lovely smile returned. "I look forward to it."
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(Y/N) was waiting for their lover outside of the council room, a large basket on the bench beside of them. Watching as the ornate doors opened as Elven lords and politicians let, moving past (Y/N) to continue on with each of their days.
Elrond and High King Gil Galad exited the chamber, noticing (Y/N) waiting.
"(Y/N). I hope you are well." Gil Galad spoke to them. They were fairly friendly with the wise king, having met Elrond because they had been helping Gil Galad with a project.
"I am, Your Grace, thank you. I hope you are, as well." They responded respectfully, and he nodded in return. Leaving them to speak with their lover.
"I don't suppose it would be possible for us to stop by the kitchens before we visit the gardens?" Elrond asked, offering them his arm.
(Y/N) held up the basket, filled with their late lunch. "I had them pack a picnic." They told their love, taking his offered arm.
Chuckling, Elrond leaned over to press a kiss to their cheek. "Of course. I should have expected you to be prepared for anything, my love."
The garden really was beautiful, just as (Y/N) had expected. They sat on a blanket in the middle of a clearing, surrounded by the most beautiful flowers they had ever seen. Elrond's arm was loosely wrapped over his lover's shoulder.
"I am glad you convinced me to join you on this outing." He mused, placing a piece of fruit in his mouth.
"So am I." They replied softly, looking around with a sparkle in their eye. So grateful to live in a peaceful and beautiful place such as Lindon, where the horrors of war were only a memory. "It's beautiful."
Looking at (Y/N), Elrond wanting to tell them that while the garden was beautiful, no flowers compared to the beauty he saw when looking at his lover every day. But he kept quiet, choosing instead to look gently as their awe at the sights in front of them.
He looked forward to finally asking them to marry him, wanting to be bondedd to (Y/N) for the rest of his life. But for the moment, he allowed himself to relax in their presence.
Not wanting to be anywhere except for by their side.
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wordbunch · 1 year
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reminiscence (RoP! Elrond x reader)
a/n: this was requested! Elrond and reader bonding over the fact that they’re both twins/lost a twin. hope I did it justice, and of course I had to make the ending light-hearted and happy. 😊💖 enjoy and let me know how you liked it! 🎉
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“What are you doing here all alone, on such a beautiful night?” you heard a well-known voice inquire behind you. There was a great feast held by the high king Gil-Galad, but you had decided to escape for a little while.
“I just wanted a few quiet moments to myself,” with a somewhat sad smile you turned to face Elrond behind you, with endless kindness in his eyes, and just a tinge of concern.
“I can leave you alone, if you like, my apologies for the interruption” he said in a rush, feeling a bit embarrassed for intruding like that. He put a hand over his heart and was just about to slightly bow in apology, when you closed your fingers gently over his wrist.
“Please, stay,” you urged him, “your company is always more than welcome.” Your statement made his shoulders relaxed a little bit, but he still wondered what was bothering you on such a warm, lovely, happy night. He didn’t think twice before deciding to stay with you on one of the many balconies under the stars - your company was more dear to him than that of anybody else in the royal halls.
“Is something the matter?” he inquired softly, not wanting to push you, but simultaneously wanting to make you feel better. The leaves rustled in a gentle breeze before you decided to speak up.
“In times like these, large gatherings of everyone I know, I just... I find myself missing my sister terribly,” you breathed out, an enormous weight seemingly falling off of your chest. “Wherever she is, I know she is watching over me. But sometimes it is just too difficult to bear.” Elrond’s heart broke just a little bit at your honest words - he knew very well what you were talking about.
“Trust me, I know,” he looked you in the eyes with such empathy that you could have cried right then and there. “The grief simply washes over you sometimes. It is best to just let it do so. At least that is what seems best to me.”
“You do miss Elros, too, at certain times?” you wondered, treading carefully since he didn’t often speak of such feelings to you.
“Naturally. There were times when we only had each other. But we made our choices, and they ended in very different fates,” Elrond confessed, looking down. His hand on the stone railing inched closer to yours, eventually causing your pinky fingers to touch. You didn’t move your hand away from his. “Life leads us on strange paths. However, I do like to believe they all end up exactly where they are meant to. I believe Elros was content with his choices.”
“You speak so beautifully about that,” you replied, eyes now focused on both of your hands that were resting so, so close together, “I wish I could find the words for how I am feeling, but the best I can do is... empty. [sister’s/name] and I have been through so much together. Especially the times when we were getting ready to attend a gathering or dinner were very dear to me,” you trailed off, now looking at the starry sky and blinking away some tears.
“I would love to hear more about that, especially if you think it will help you feel happier. It hurts me to see you hurting, [Y/N],” Elrond finished in a low voice and finally decided to softly grasp your hand. It was chilly, he noted, the night was warm but the breeze was perfectly refreshing.
“We used to braid each other’s hair, and always had arguments about who will wear which garments,” you chuckled, quickly brushing away a stray tear with your free hand. “We discussed who else will be at the gathering, how to attract attention from those who especially interested us... sometimes we’d drink a bit of wine and get so carried away discussing rumors about some guests that we’d almost forget to attend the actual dinner. And then afterwards, we would just talk everything through - who was there, how was the food, did she see anyone looking at me specifically, and the other way round.” You rambled on while Elrond’s gaze was fixated on you. A gentle smile played on his lips as he took in the view.
“You can still create fun memories similar to that, you know your sister would want you to. She would want you to keep having a good time, whenever you get the chance, she would want you to dance to your favorite songs and spend time in front of the mirror spinning around in different clothes to eventually decide which fits you best.”
“I am certain you are right, and I am trying as much as I can to carry on and not let life fly by. But still, sometimes there are nights like these when I just cannot help feeling too much at once.”
“I promise to always be there when that happens,” Elrond confessed in a quiet voice and drew your hand to his lips, pressing a feather-light kiss to the back of it.
“And I do too, whenever you need to talk about such things,” you smiled warmly at him and squeezed his hand.
“Would you like to stay out here for a while, or do you prefer to get back to the dinner party? I will be keeping you company, of course, the whole time.”
“If you will even dance with me, then... maybe” you smirked at the brown-haired elf in front of you, making his eyes go wide. He was not the biggest fan of dancing in front of crowds. You giggled at his reaction.
“Anything that would bring you joy,” he shrugged, accepting your proposition.
“I hope you will not regret agreeing to it!”
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feyhunter78 · 1 year
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hello) You see what's the matter, I've been thinking for a long time, how could a jealous Elrond behave? Maybe something like when Galadriel returns together with Halbrand, and this cunning blacksmith has his eye on reader, and Elrond just: ??????? Something like that
You just write so well!
Sorry for wasting your time! 🫀🎈
Hi love!!! You are not wasting my time at all!! I love getting requests for Elrond!! I thought I'd make this in a little headcanon style! I hope you like it!!!
Jealous! Elrond Headcanon
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Elrond is not typically a jealous man; he knows you love him, and he loves you
What he is though, is an insecure man, not all of the time, but when he sees you with someone that might in his mind be a better fit for you, he tends to spiral and doubt himself
Usually this results in his amping up the clinginess, he attaches himself to your side, kisses your temple, your hand, your forehead, and whispers compliments in your ear. Usually that works, and you shower him with affection having realized how he’s feeling.
Except it doesn’t work when Galadriel returns, bringing with her the King of the Southlands. Halbrand is a handsome man, with strong hands, a dry wit, and his eyes set on you.
You being the sweet person you are, stay by Halbrand’s side as he regales you with the stories of their travels, shushing Elrond, or gently pushing him away when he tries to interrupt.
Elrond is also very patient, so he gives you some time, he won't deny that the stories Halbrand tells are fascinating, but after a while he starts to feel anxious. What if you begin to prefer Halbrand’s company to his own? What can a herald offer when in contrast with a king? True, the Southlands are currently in ruin, but he is still a king.
You’re sitting across the crowded table from Halbrand listening intently as he tells the tale of his meeting with Galadriel to the other dinner guest when you feel Elrond’s hand on your knee. It’s warm and comforting, so you think nothing of it.
Then it starts to move higher, and you look at him out of the corner of your eye. He gives you an innocent look. When it bushes your clothed inner thigh, you grab it and turn slightly.
“Elrond.” You hiss, eyes wide.
He leans forward, looking as if he’s innocently whispering in your ear. “My sweet starlight, why do you turn from me? Why do you reject my touch? All I wish is to please the one who has captured my heart.”
“That is not appropriate at this time, my love.” You whisper back, an inkling of his motive appearing in your mind. “Are you jealous?”
He nips your earlobe, and you purse your lips to contain your surprised squeak.
“Do I need to be jealous, my starlight? I know you hold my heart in great esteem, I simply wished to repay the favor. Would you not like to leave here? Return to my chambers and let me feast on the greatest meal ever created?”
You stare down at your plate, trying to keep yourself calm.
“Let me feel you, sheathe myself in your warmth, until we both cry out in pleasure. I swear to you, I will pull the sweetest songs from your lips, over and over until the sun rises. Then we will begin again, until you beg me to stop, your pretty lips swollen and kiss-bruised, as you lay beneath me in ecstasy.” He purrs, fingers stroking your thigh.
Your heart races in your chest and you nod. “Lead the way.”
You both hastily get up from the table, and Elrond shoots a smug look at Halbrand before pressing his lips to your hand and leading you towards his chambers, fully intent on fulfilling his words.
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mcu-senshi · 10 months
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Elrond Needing Reassurance
You had been married for not even a year, and yes, that is but a blink of an eye for elf but it has been pure bliss. You are the Princess, daughter of the High King Gil-galad and you are accustomed to the busy life of diplomacy and endless education. But, lately you have noticed that you been seeing your husband a bit less than usual. You are certain your father has a greater plan and regardless of being one of the leaders of such a successful and well-regarded kingdom, your father does not tell you everything until he sees fit.
The last few weeks you have traveled more than you have in the few decades and when you returned you noticed your husband a bit off. Elrond, your darling Lord Herald is still as focused and wise as ever and always seen with a scroll in hand, but you noticed something different.
Upon your return you did not see him at the royal gate to meet you. He claimed that he was simply occupied to greet you upon your return. You excused him without a doubt. When you and the council members who traveled were finally settled, you asked him to meet you in your private dining area and he did not show. After a handful of failed attempts you had to scheme in order to ask your husband what was weighing on him. So you had someone send a message to your husband, claiming the request is from the King. Your message was simply that he was to meet the King in the library an hour before sunset to discuss an urgent matter.
You walked into the library well before the scheduled meeting time to ensure Elrond would not see you. And you waiting. Your ever-punctual husband walked into the library and upon seeing you his face lit up, but you saw the slight hint of hesitation in the corner of his eyes before his soft smile graced his face.
“Good evening, my beloved,” you greeted him.
“Good evening my Princess,” he returned as he looked around for the King. “If it is my father you seek, he is not here. And he will not be here as this meeting was but a decoy.”
Elrond gave a slight nod and walked beside you and you headed towards a more secluded area of the library. “My darling, why are we here?” He asked you.
“Well,” you began as you brought your hands together, “I know we are both quite preoccupied, but I have noticed a change in you recently, my Love.”
“I am a bit ashamed, my Princess, I must admit to you,” he began. You were a bit surprised because you wanted to open up a bit more but since he spoke up first you simply listened. “I have felt a bit differently, but I promise you my Love, it was not my intention.”
“My darling husband, have I done or said something to upset you?” You asked as you looked up to him with a bit of worry in your eyes.
“Valar, no, my Love. You have not.” He replied as he took hold of your hands. “Then why do you look at me differently or simply look away at times?” You asked.
“My mind was introduced to the feelings of jealousy, my Starlight, I apologize,” you locked eyes and then that is when his face and shoulders relaxed. “I began to feel jealous when I realized that you traveled with all men and your time with the council mostly with men” You smiled up at him and you realized what had happened. He needed reassurance. He needed to feel a little extra love and attention.
“May I reassure you, my Love?” You asked as you took your hands from his so yours could envelope his. He nodded and took a deep breathe in.
“My sweet Elrond, you are the love of my life and I will do anything to see you smile. While I know that our positions demand so much of us both, you will always be my warmth and my strength. No matter of how much people I must meet, and believe me there are times I wish I simply did not have to meet such egotistical lords and ladies in the name of diplomacy,” and at that you both let out a chuckle. “You are the who I dream about each night we are not physically together. You are the one who I want to wake up to and fall asleep next you every day. I want to wake you up with kisses every morning and I want to fall asleep in your arms each and every night. I could never imagine of a more loving and amazing partner to call my darling husband.” And with that you kissed his hands and then quickly moved to his neck and chin and cheeks and nose and finally you planted quick kisses upon his lips. He wrapped his hands around your waist and your body as close as possible to his and deepened the kiss.
“I apologize for feeling jealous my darling Princess,” he said as he broke the kiss. “But you must understand that I still worry about you being surrounded by such warriors whose legends and towering figures proceed them. I hear of them joking amongst themselves about who could sway you away from your marriage.”
Your eyes widened as you let out a laugh. “My darling sweet husband, I would simply cut the hand off of whichever guard or warrior who dare attempt such a thing.”
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