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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
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4,117
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5
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Chapter 11
Title: Thranduil’s Trial 11
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Manon.
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Full of Angst. What do you expect?
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them. Only the OC.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Legolas was witness to his nana’s death and was sent to Rivendell at his father’s request, but was unaware of Legolas’ secret.
Note: Legolas age is close to 10, according to human age, when he was sent.
Note2: Legolas has a stronger connection with the nature than normal.
11.
Imladris
At Saelbeth's class…
The sun had risen high in the sky. The twins and their sister listened to what Saelbeth was telling them, while Legolas and Glorfindel watched them as they learned. Legolas giggled from time to time, and Glorfindel was smiling with happiness.
"I love you!" Legolas said and hugged Glorfindel tightly. The warrior closed his eyes, surprised by the elfling’s words. He wanted to say something, but did not know what.
"Please do not leave me…" Legolas murmured as he laid his head on Glorfindel's shoulder.
"Only when you are tired, princeling, only then," Glorfindel said softly to him, and embraced him with love, resting his cheek on top of Legolas’ head.
"But I am not tired…" Legolas said.
Glorfindel moved Legolas away from him slightly and looked at him. He watched as Legolas yawned, his eyes sleepy. "Yes you are my princeling."
"No, I am not!" Legolas insisted, wanting to stay with Glorfindel as he had so much fun. But try as he might, the elfling could not keep his eyes open, and soon his eyes remained shut and he fell asleep, the tiredness finally claiming him.
"Yes, you are princeling." Glorfindel whispered and kissed Legolas on his cheek. He picked up the elfling and carried him to the guest room near Elladan’s room.
~-----~
In Elrond's study…
While bringing Legolas to his room, Glorfindel had decided he would take the princeling on a small trip. He wanted to show him more of the beauty of Imladris, and tell him the stories on how everything came about.
Glorfindel walked to Elrond's study to tell him about his decision. He knocked on the door before entering.
"Elrond!" he called to the lord who was sitting at his desk, though it seemed Elrond’s thoughts were somewhere else.
But at the sound of Glorfindel’s voice Elrond turned his head and glared at him. "What is it? Has something happened to the prince?"
"No, my friend, nothing had happened," Glorfindel replied, smiling at Elrond.
"Where is he, then?" Elrond asked, wondering why the princeling was not with Glorfindel.
"He is asleep. But he said that he loves me, he loves me," Glorfindel said happily.
"He did? But what about his adar?" Elrond asked. The thought of what Thranduil might think worried him.
"He is not here, and Legolas seems to have chosen me for the job," Glorfindel answered, then added, "And I want for him to be happy. Who knows what he is hiding inside of him. He needs to open up to us, and I have a plan…" Glorfindel said as a smile, an odd smile, appeared on his face.
"Why are you smiling?" Elrond asked wondering.
"I thought I should ask you for your permission to take the princeling on a picnic in our woods, my friend,” Glorfindel answered.
Elrond looked at him and thought, 'Is that his plan? I wonder how Legolas will feel about it… but then… Legolas loves how nature surrounds him and gives him what he needs…'
Glorfindel waited and wondered why Elrond did not say anything. "My lord?" he asked eventually.
"Forgive me; I was thinking…" Elrond responded.
"There is no need to explain my lord; I was being impatient…" Glorfindel said.
Elrond looked at him and smirked. "You had my permission as soon as you entered my room, old friend," he said.
"Oh…" Glorfindel said.
Elrond walked towards Glorfindel and put his hand on his shoulder. Giving it a slight squeeze, he said, "After all, to him, you are his adar."
"Now, my lord, and my dear friend, do not push your luck…" Glorfindel warned him.
He knew what the consequences would be if Thranduil knew what had been said.
Elrond started to laugh, and soon Glorfindel joined him.
"Good luck with your plan," Elrond said. Then he added, as an afterthought, "Would you mind if the twins went with you? I think they would enjoy being with the princeling too."
"I do not mind, my lord; as long as it makes Legolas happy, I will be happy," Glorfindel answered and opened the door.
"You are very wise, my old friend, very wise, and for that you are dear to me," Elrond said and gave him a large smile.
"I know…" Glorfindel said and left the room.
Elrond found himself staring at Glorfindel as the warrior made his way to the guest room.
~------~
In the guest room…
Glorfindel opened the door as quietly as he could and stepped it.
Darkness had already fallen, and the princeling lay fast asleep. Beams of moonlight came through the window and fell on the sleeping figure, and he appeared to glow.
Glorfindel watched Legolas with love in his eyes. He cared about every step the princeling made, every word he said.
Glorfindel loved him so much that sometimes it hurt.
"I wish you could be my son…" he whispered.
Glorfindel knelt beside the bed, and leaned over Legolas to give him a kiss on his cheek.
Then he sat on a chair and watched over the princeling. Glorfindel kept his gaze on Legolas until late in the night before falling asleep.
~-------~
Mirkwood… at the same time…
Thranduil lay on the bed, trembling in fear. He felt so alone in the cold room.
He missed Legolas’ joyful voice, he missed the blue eyes that were as blue as the sky watching him, he missed hearing Legolas saying, 'I love you'. He missed his touch, missed hugging his son.
Thranduil allowed the tears to fall. They rolled down his cheeks onto the pillow, and soon it was wet as the king continued to cry.
Thranduil hoped his message would soon reach the Lady, as he did not know for how long he could keep his heart from breaking, trying to stop the grief that was eating away at him inside.
End of Chapter 11.
R/R
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.co.il
Beta: Manon.
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Full of Angst. What do you expect?
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them. Only the OC.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Legolas was witness to his nana’s death and was sent to Rivendell at his father’s request, but was unaware of Legolas’ secret.
Note: Legolas age is close to 10, according to human age, when he was sent.
Note2: Legolas has a stronger connection with the nature than normal.
11.
Imladris
At Saelbeth's class…
The sun had risen high in the sky. The twins and their sister listened to what Saelbeth was telling them, while Legolas and Glorfindel watched them as they learned. Legolas giggled from time to time, and Glorfindel was smiling with happiness.
"I love you!" Legolas said and hugged Glorfindel tightly. The warrior closed his eyes, surprised by the elfling’s words. He wanted to say something, but did not know what.
"Please do not leave me…" Legolas murmured as he laid his head on Glorfindel's shoulder.
"Only when you are tired, princeling, only then," Glorfindel said softly to him, and embraced him with love, resting his cheek on top of Legolas’ head.
"But I am not tired…" Legolas said.
Glorfindel moved Legolas away from him slightly and looked at him. He watched as Legolas yawned, his eyes sleepy. "Yes you are my princeling."
"No, I am not!" Legolas insisted, wanting to stay with Glorfindel as he had so much fun. But try as he might, the elfling could not keep his eyes open, and soon his eyes remained shut and he fell asleep, the tiredness finally claiming him.
"Yes, you are princeling." Glorfindel whispered and kissed Legolas on his cheek. He picked up the elfling and carried him to the guest room near Elladan’s room.
~-----~
In Elrond's study…
While bringing Legolas to his room, Glorfindel had decided he would take the princeling on a small trip. He wanted to show him more of the beauty of Imladris, and tell him the stories on how everything came about.
Glorfindel walked to Elrond's study to tell him about his decision. He knocked on the door before entering.
"Elrond!" he called to the lord who was sitting at his desk, though it seemed Elrond’s thoughts were somewhere else.
But at the sound of Glorfindel’s voice Elrond turned his head and glared at him. "What is it? Has something happened to the prince?"
"No, my friend, nothing had happened," Glorfindel replied, smiling at Elrond.
"Where is he, then?" Elrond asked, wondering why the princeling was not with Glorfindel.
"He is asleep. But he said that he loves me, he loves me," Glorfindel said happily.
"He did? But what about his adar?" Elrond asked. The thought of what Thranduil might think worried him.
"He is not here, and Legolas seems to have chosen me for the job," Glorfindel answered, then added, "And I want for him to be happy. Who knows what he is hiding inside of him. He needs to open up to us, and I have a plan…" Glorfindel said as a smile, an odd smile, appeared on his face.
"Why are you smiling?" Elrond asked wondering.
"I thought I should ask you for your permission to take the princeling on a picnic in our woods, my friend,” Glorfindel answered.
Elrond looked at him and thought, 'Is that his plan? I wonder how Legolas will feel about it… but then… Legolas loves how nature surrounds him and gives him what he needs…'
Glorfindel waited and wondered why Elrond did not say anything. "My lord?" he asked eventually.
"Forgive me; I was thinking…" Elrond responded.
"There is no need to explain my lord; I was being impatient…" Glorfindel said.
Elrond looked at him and smirked. "You had my permission as soon as you entered my room, old friend," he said.
"Oh…" Glorfindel said.
Elrond walked towards Glorfindel and put his hand on his shoulder. Giving it a slight squeeze, he said, "After all, to him, you are his adar."
"Now, my lord, and my dear friend, do not push your luck…" Glorfindel warned him.
He knew what the consequences would be if Thranduil knew what had been said.
Elrond started to laugh, and soon Glorfindel joined him.
"Good luck with your plan," Elrond said. Then he added, as an afterthought, "Would you mind if the twins went with you? I think they would enjoy being with the princeling too."
"I do not mind, my lord; as long as it makes Legolas happy, I will be happy," Glorfindel answered and opened the door.
"You are very wise, my old friend, very wise, and for that you are dear to me," Elrond said and gave him a large smile.
"I know…" Glorfindel said and left the room.
Elrond found himself staring at Glorfindel as the warrior made his way to the guest room.
~------~
In the guest room…
Glorfindel opened the door as quietly as he could and stepped it.
Darkness had already fallen, and the princeling lay fast asleep. Beams of moonlight came through the window and fell on the sleeping figure, and he appeared to glow.
Glorfindel watched Legolas with love in his eyes. He cared about every step the princeling made, every word he said.
Glorfindel loved him so much that sometimes it hurt.
"I wish you could be my son…" he whispered.
Glorfindel knelt beside the bed, and leaned over Legolas to give him a kiss on his cheek.
Then he sat on a chair and watched over the princeling. Glorfindel kept his gaze on Legolas until late in the night before falling asleep.
~-------~
Mirkwood… at the same time…
Thranduil lay on the bed, trembling in fear. He felt so alone in the cold room.
He missed Legolas’ joyful voice, he missed the blue eyes that were as blue as the sky watching him, he missed hearing Legolas saying, 'I love you'. He missed his touch, missed hugging his son.
Thranduil allowed the tears to fall. They rolled down his cheeks onto the pillow, and soon it was wet as the king continued to cry.
Thranduil hoped his message would soon reach the Lady, as he did not know for how long he could keep his heart from breaking, trying to stop the grief that was eating away at him inside.
End of Chapter 11.
R/R