The Vigil: Part Ten

[baileymoyes]

An LotR A/U rated PG13 for violence.
Disclaimer: These are not my wonderful characters and I do not profit by their use.
My thanks to Jean.
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“Here,” Legolas turned his mount’s head and rode down the riverbank.

Comments

[evil_jacquie]

OMG! I am sitting on the edge of my seat, once again you have built the suspense to the point of pain! But this is a pleasure to read - even if waiting for the next bite is torturous.

Love the misunderstanding that seems to be growing between Legolas and Aragorn, and I was very relieved that someone interrupted Faramir. Wonderful story!

[baileymoyes]

Thank you very much indeed for your comments. I can't imagine sweeter praise than keeping you in suspense. Hope it continues to entertain.

[willowwing]

You do suspense so well. Both Aragorn and Faramir's situations make my heart ache. I will hope along with Faramir that there is a solution other than death and I'd be happy to offer a solution to the prince and vigil's problem. ;)

[oceansecrets2]

Oh, you broke my heart with these two paragraphs.

Aragorn took a slow step backward, and then another one. When he was far enough away from the Elf and the Umbaran, the Prince turned and walked rapidly back to the camp. He had been a fool to think Legolas had really been interested in his dreams, or that the Elf would want to hear more about them. It was plain that Aragorn was an iron collar around the Vigil’s neck, and that Legolas would be rid of the burden if he could. As it was plain that Castamir wasn’t the least bit interested in Aragorn either. The young man’s cheeks grew warm as his imagination supplied him with vague visions of what the other two might be doing right now. After all, had the Elf not as much as said he preferred his own sex? And there could be no mistaking the Umbaran’s willingness

[sarkka2]

The mother of the cliffies ! ;)

I updated myself on the story, whew ! so many layers in this fic :)