Author- elven spirit9

Author- elven spirit9

Genre- Romance/ Action

Rating- M (I chose this rating because rape is a large part of this story's plot. No great gory detail or anything, but if you don't want to read about it, do not continue. It is almost all contained in Chap. 4, and is mentioned in brief in other chapters.)

Copyright © elvenspirit9 2007-2014 All rights reserved

Disclaimer- I do not own Lord of the Rings or any of the associated works, games, books, ext. I make no profit from these stories. It all belongs to Tolkien Enterprise.

Powers of the Elves

Chapter 1

The coronation of a king is something to be celebrated. When it is the king of a large and powerful nation that has long been without its rightful lord, the joy is all the greater. Gondor was just such a nation, soon to have its king again.

Such an event drew people from every corner of Middle-Earth. Arriving to show their respect for the new king was a company of elves, riding fair and tall over the charred grasses of Pelennor fields. At their head were the Lord and Lady of the Galadhrim, Celeborn and Galadriel. At their side rode Lady Idrial, the youngest of their daughters. She had the beauty of her mother, yet her carriage was different. Her demeanor showed her mental and physical strength. She was an excellent fighter, more skilled with a blade than most men. The hours she spent training had shaped her body into its top form, and her less than traditional dress seemed to hug each curve with sheltering modesty. She of all the company seemed the most restless. Her eyes hunted among those who had come down from the city to assist the elves. Whoever she sough was not among them. She was eager as they rode up the seven levels to the Citadel of Kings. Only when they came before the Lord Aragorn did she relax and smile.

Her relief and joy were not for the Ranger, however. Her gaze could be traced to the elf-prince who stood behind him, Legolas, son of Thranduil the Elvenking of Mirkwood. It had been a long time since she had thought of him using his title. She preferred the ease of the word husband.

For many long years the two had been joined, and the love and respect between them was immeasurable. Now the war that had held them in its shadow, forcing them to often be apart and always be in danger, had ended. A new chapter of their lives was before them and they were eager to be reunited.

. . . . . . . . . . .

"I thought I might never see you again."

"Oh, my love. We were only assaulting the stronghold of Sauron with a vastly outnumbered army; our only hopes resting on a hobbit that was most likely dead." Legolas smiled teasingly. "You need to worry less."

"Legolas." Her voice chided him, her bright and playful eyes telling him it was all a tease. "We're free."

"I know." He wrapped his arms tighter around her.

Opening her eyes, Idrial looked out over his shoulder. "Hey look."

Out of the spell-bound window they could see strange-looking tents being pitched about fifty meters away across the plain. They were small, built like tipis, but with no visible support. The rich fabrics used in their making were in deep tones of black, royal blue, and violet. About them milled equally strange people, dark skinned and dark haired, fair in their own fashion. Their cloths were the same colors and textures as the tents they lived in. The occasional flash of green or red could be seen. Most of the men wore cloaks of dark fur.

"Who are they?"

"A wandering tribe under the leadership of Ghan-buri-ghan. Some call them gypsies. Little is known about them save they are masters in the art of potion-making."

Idrial looked at the hard men with their tattooed faces and the veiled women arrayed with more jewelry than the she-elf thought the human body could support. "Are they hostile?"

Legolas shook his head. "They keep mostly to themselves, and assisted the Rohirrim when they passed through their forest. You may have the pleasure of meeting several tonight at the welcome banquet. Seeing how long you women take to get ready for these things, perhaps you should start now."

She swatted at him. He dodged and grabbed her waist, pulling her down onto the bed on top of him.