Fanfic: The Price Of A Prince
Paring: Legolas X Aragon
Rated: M/Slash
Book: Lord Of The Rings

A/N: I hope you enjoy the story. It's my first time attempting to write a LoTR story so there might be mistakes because I'm not too familiar with the terms and English isn't my first language so yeah, you get me and don't expect too much from a 15 year old. Will try to improve! Reviews for faster update!

Chapter 1: Letting The Golden Leaf Go

"You've exceeded my expectations, young king, Aragorn." King Thranduil's voice rang loud and proud around the hall. The male with brown mid-length locks turn to face the almighty king before bowing at his highness.

"You over praised me, I still have much to learn." Aragorn smiled as he turns back to thanked his opponent for the spar. It had been far too long since he found an opponent that was worth his time and effort and today, he would still be searching.

If a king doesn't have a worthy opponent…
Eventually, his sword shall rust as well…

"Is there anyone other volunteers that'd like to try to fight the King of Gondor?" King Thranduil raised his gold goblet up in the air before taking a sip of his drink. The room went silent as the elves around knew they were no match for the man.

"I will take up the challenge!" A voice rang out in corner of the room causing King Thranduil and Aragorn's attention to where to the voice came from. A man with handsome yet delicate features step out of the crowd, wearing a white tight-fitting and sleeveless tunic till his waist, a dark green outer vest like on his tunic, white braes to match and boot-like cothurnus, and a light brown baldrick around his waist where his dagger and sword were fasten tightly around the leather material. His hair is pure white golden blonde was a little after his thin waist, with small braids on the side to the back and the thing that captured Aragorn the most was his ice cold blue eyes. They were as bright as the sky.

Aragorn has seen many elves before but never have he seen such a unique and beautiful elf.

Aragorn licked his lips in anticipation as the stranger step closer and closer before he stopped when he was a step away from him.

The crowd roar with cheers and wishes as the two eyes met and both had a face of determination.

"I shan't allow this battle!" Aragorn's head snapped up to King Thranduil who was angered however the young king couldn't understand why.

"Legolas Greenleaf! You are to not participate in this battle, and I told you to stay in your chambers!" The King was furious making Aragorn cocked his brow.

"…I wish to participate in a spar; I shall not hurt myself whatsoever. I am not a child, I can take care of myself and I am certain King of Gondor shall not harm me in any way." Legolas scream back up to the King making Aragorn smile lightly. Who is this stranger that dared speak such to the almighty King Thranduil.

"…." King Thranduil sighed and decided that the argument would do little good knowing Legolas's stubborn attitude and personality.

"Very well… Let the battle commence!" The King of Mirkwood's voice rang out the hall followed by cheers from the crowd.

Aragorn smirked at the blonde male and their eyes were lock onto each other's once again as they sheathe their swords, ready for combat.

The brunette knew very well that elves usually fought with arrows and bows therefore he didn't think anyone would be good at swordsmanship however just the stance of the elf and the way he held his sword had told the young king that whoever he was, he was going to be worth the trip all the way to Mirkwood.

In a matter of seconds, the blonde elf known as Legolas made the first move and Aragorn counterattacks it with his sword. The clang of the two metal clashing against the other made the crowd roar even louder as everyone was on the edge of their seat including the King of Mirkwood. Tension arises as the battle went on and in all honesty, Aragorn was indeed impressed with the elf's talent for his sword. The brunette fought with a smile on his face showing how pleased he was with the elf. Not only was the blonde one a beauty but a strong fighter as well but of course, Aragorn knew the eyes from the crowd on the blonde elf were much more than anticipation or admiration, some were ogling and drooling over the handsome angel and Aragorn could take no more so with a swift move, he caught the other off guard, Aragorn made a quick turn, countering Legolas's sword upwards and the blonde's sword flew up in the air in a fast spinning motion before it stabbed right through the ground. Legolas was on the floor as he fell from the impact of the young King's vehemence.

The elf fell on his butt but Aragorn was sure that his big globes cushioned his fall therefore the young king knew the other was far from hurt.

Legolas stood up and smile at the brunette before the crowd roar and cheer for the intense battle.

"Thank you." Those two words that made Aragorn's heart flutter like a girl in love for the first time. The elf had an angelic sweet voice and a smile of sunlight. It was rather heart-aching to know that he'd leave without the angel but nonetheless, he kept his composure and bow as a response.

"You're very skillful with your sword… I am… very pleased." Aragorn said and he swore the elf's pale cheeks turn light pink from that comment.

"Legolas is still better with his bow and arrow however I am proud of you, son." King Thranduil said and Aragorn's eyes widen twice its size. Did the king of Mirkwood say what he thought he said?

"S-son?" Aragorn stutters and looks at the old elf on the throne.

"Indeed. This is my son, Legolas Greenleaf, Prince of Mirkwood. A skillful archer and fighter and also known for his looks after all he did inherited my looks." King Thranduil jokes and broke into laughter.

"Father…" Legolas sighs, obviously embarrass by his father's statements.

"Do not be modest, my little leaf. You are the best archer there is and many are hoping to have you as a mate, it is no lie." The last part made Aragorn's eye twitched and breathe hitch.

"I have made up my mind on what I will take back to Gondor with me." Aragorn suddenly loudly said and the room went dead silence.

"Oh? Very well… Speak forth, King of Gondor." The elf king was ready to accept any kind of request however he wasn't expecting Aragorn to take his little pure leaf.

"I will have your son." Aragorn smirks and everyone's jaw drop including the kings. What a bold request to want not only the best archer but the most beautiful male elf in the whole of Mirkwood. Aragorn didn't think it was too much to ask in trade for peace and harmony. King Thranduil will probably accept any request since it is for the best for his people but is the elf king ready to part with his golden prince? Aragorn figured they had to do is someday so why not now? What would be the difference even if they did part ways later on?

Legolas eyes widen at the King's request before his eyes turn to look at his father on the golden throne.

Are you ready to let your little golden leaf go?