The Return of the Queen: The Prisoner
by Tennyo
Moira straightened her dress and swept her waist length hair off her shoulders. “You look beautiful lover,” came Asher’s voice from right behind her. Spinning around she ran into him, he was that close. “How did you get in here, Asher?” she asked, “Get out.” “Magick,” said Asher grinning wickedly and grabbing her around the waist. “I think not,” he replied, “You see, princess I will have you again. Whether you like it or not.” Moira put her hands on his shoulders pushing him away, while at the same time kneeing him in the groin. He pulled her on the bed, using his weight to stop her struggles. “Oh don’t fight it Moira girl, even though I love it when you do.”

Suddenly his weight was off her. Sitting up she saw Angel dragging him off her, while Doyle struggled to hold Legolas back. Regaining her composure she held out her hand in a beckoning gesture. “Legolas,” she said regally, “Come here. He’s not worth it.” Legolas came and knelt next to her. She twined her hand in his hair, one for comfort, and two to hold him back; she could feel his rage boiling.

Angel had Asher up against the wall, feet dangling, and his hand around Asher’s throat. “Angel let him go,” said Moira.

“But he tried to rape you, Moira,” Angel replied.

“I know but release him anyway. He will pay for what he’s done, but publicly.”

“Can I still kill him though?”

Moira looked at Asher then at Angel and finally at Legolas. She could still feel his anger boiling below the surface waiting to be released.

“If I am to be publicly humiliated then I wish to chose my own fate,” gasped Asher still trying to regain his breath from where Angel had strangled him. “I wish to challenge Legolas to a duel.”

She tangled her hand in Legolas’s hair even more. “I’m afraid that’s not possible. I’ve chosen him as my consort and by our laws as royal consort he cannot be touched.” She grinned at Angel, “But I’m sure Angelus here would love to have a go at you.”

There was a knock at the door. Morgaine stuck her head in. “Are you ready princess?”

Moira looked around the room at everyone in it. Taking a deep breath she stood. Suddenly the aura around her changed, it was as if she had grown lovelier, taller, and more majestic. She looked like a queen. “I am ready.”

***

They all stepped out onto the balcony. Below them was a sea of people, human and Elf alike. Arwen stepped to the edge and said, “My people I am proud to present to you your new High Queen and my daughter, Moira of Godor, daughter of Aragon, son of Arathorn, Elessar, Isildur’s Heir. And her consort and your High King Legolas Greenleaf of the Mirkwood Plains.” As Moira and Legolas stepped forward cheers erupted from the crowd below.

As the cheers died down Lord Elrond stepped forward to marry them. “Gracious Valor, grant this blessed pair with thy protection and thy love. We gather here this day in a ritual of love. You Moira, and Thee Legolas, stand here before your friends, the elements the Valor, and your people to join together as the beginning of a family. For before there are three there must be two. With this binding I tie you, heart to heart, together as one. With this knot you are joined in sacred union. May the Valor smile upon you with health and prosperity! May neither take advantage of the other, for what one can not provide, the other may.” As they placed the rings on each othersa hands they intoned:

“What’s mine is yours,
What’s yours is mine,
Let our love cross the line,
I offer up this gift to share,
Let our love pass through the air.”

Elrond continued, “Your vows have been heard by all. These rings, like your vows are without beginning or end. Now placed, they represent a seal of your love and respect to each other. I am proud to present, the High Queen Moira and her husband, the High King Legolas!”

Arwen stepped forward once more holding a crown. As she placed it on Moira’s head she said, “This is the crown I wore the day I married your father, and now it’s your turn to wear it. Wear it with pride, pride for yourself, pride for your family and pride for your people; Elf and Human alike. “

Moira bowed low. Rising and stepping to the railing of the balcony she said, “My people. I regret to inform you that my first act as Queen must be to punish a traitor. Bring him forth.” Two soldiers dragged Asher through the crowd. “This man, this traitor, Asher Nicessus has done the unthinkable. He has tried to take something from me that he has no right to. My subjects this man has tried to rape me not even an hours past and has raped me before.” She gripped Legolas’s hand to calm him as an angry cry went up amongst the crowd. “He must be punished! Angel step forward.” As Angel stepped up beside her she said, “I wish a duel. Between Angelus and Asher. But it will end in Asher’s death, one way or the other.” Angel went down to prepare of battle.

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