Hello hello ummm okay fic ask!! Legolas/Gimli, royalty, idk what the range of allowed/acceptable numbers is, lol, as much as you want to write? preferably longer than shorter!
“So you are to be-”
“Wedded, aye, upon my return to the Lonely Mountain.” Gimli said, tucked in his bedroll. “Having spent so long away from it, I forgot that I am a Lord worth a pretty penny.”
“I would hope your future beloved provide you with more than pennies, though they would match your beard.”
Gimli laughs, loud and boisterous, and Legolas has the awful impulse to kiss the soft folds beside his eyes. But he cannot, should not, he is to be wedding and Legolas, too, to be wedded, in some political farce that will stop the Greenwood from remaining the isolationist kingdom it has become accustomed to being.
“Ah, Legolas, how awful it is that we are doomed to loveless marriages. Me, to an elf who will loathe my tastes in ale and song!”
“And I, to a dwarf who will see my barbs as cruel, and not companionable.” Legolas’ heart ached with missed opportunity. If he had just drawn upon his strength, had Legolas been born a little more courageous, perhaps he would have been able to confess to Gimli that it was he Legolas pined for, that it was the rough feel of a red beard pressed against a bare forearm that he wished to become familiar with, that Legolas longed to know the art and meaning of the braids in his beard, longed to place them there. But Legolas is a coward amongst kings, and the words die like lilies beneath horseshoes.
“I will miss our arguments, though, perhaps, as we will be companions in circumstance again, your company I will be able to keep!” Gimli looks at him, and Legolas shivers. “Legolas, you are awfully quiet.”
Legolas pulls up his own bedroll. “Just tired. You should rest, Gimli. Appearing before your future partner looking like a drowned fox is not the best first impression.” Gimli squawks in disbelief, and Legolas lets himself fall asleep to the sound of Gimli’s protests, pretending, for one final night, that this can last forever.
Send me a ship, a number and a word and I’ll write you something!!
