Thranduil's Trial

Beta: Manon
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Full of Angst. What do you expect?
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them.
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 had stronger connection with the nature.

Chapter 13

Elrond opened the door only to see Glorfindel crying.

“Glorfindel?” Elrond called, catching his friend’s attention. “Why are you crying?”

Glorfindel could not stop himself. The tears continued to fall, and he felt that he could not say anything.

He swallowed hard, and turned towards his friend. “I… he…” Glorfindel tried to say, but then his sentence trailed off and more tears came.

Elrond looked down at the prince. It looked to him as though he could see a slight pink in Legolas’ cheeks.

“I see,” Elrond said, as he tried to hide his smile. He continued, “Breakfast is ready, and the cook has made some good things for the picnic…”

Glorfindel nodded and looked at him. He then leant down and whispered into Legolas’ ear so that only the elfling could hear, “I really do love you, princeling, my princeling.”

“Come, ion-nin, breakfast is ready. Let us eat and then enjoy the beauty of Imladris, alright?” Glorfindel asked Legolas as he stroked his silky cheeks.

Legolas only nodded and tightened his arms around Glorfindel, not wanting ever to let go.

Elrond gave a large smile to Glorfindel as the warrior held the princeling he loved so much close to him.


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The twins noticed how Glorfindel was holding Legolas tightly to him.

Elladan dared to ask, “Why are you holding Legolas so close to you?”

Glorfindel smiled. “It seems that Prince Legolas does not want me to let go of him…”

“That is so sweet…” a voice was heard, and Glorfindel turned his head only to see Arwen. There as a sparkle in her eyes, but it was of jealousy, as it seemed that Legolas loved Glorfindel more than her.

“Ada?”

“Has Thranduil come?” Arwen asked in fear.

Elrond looked at his child, and answered quietly, “No, he has not, though I think I should send him a message, as his son needs him as he needs his son…”

“Then who is Legolas calling ‘Ada’?” Arwen asked, confused.

“Oh… that… to Glorfindel,” Elrond answered softly, then hugged Arwen, knowing how felt about Legolas.

“Ada?” Legolas called again.

Glorfindel looked down at him with love, a father’s love, and asked, “Yes, ion-nin?”

“Ada, I am hungry…” Legolas said quietly.

Glorfindel could not stop himself from smiling and wiped the tears from Legolas’ cheeks.

“Come, sit next to me, and I will feed you…” Glorfindel said to Legolas.

Legolas let go of Glorfindel and let him sit down next to him.

“But he is not a baby, he knows how to eat without him,” Arwen said furiously and left.

Elrond went after her, as he had never seen her behave like this.

The twins joined the others at the table, enjoying the looks that Legolas was giving them and to Glorfindel.


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“Arwen!” Elrond called.

Arwen stopped and glared at her father, tears falling down her cheeks. “Forgive me father…” she said.

“What was that about? Do you have something against Glorfindel?” Elrond asked, worried that there was something amiss in his child.

Arwen nodded. She felt a little ashamed of her jealousy. “I am jealousy of Glorfindel, adar. I saw how Legolas loves him, and I want that he loves me too…”

Elrond moved towards her and took her in his arms. Hugging her tightly, he then wiped away her tears and said softly, “Just give him time; he is an elfling, and we are doing everything possible to make him say what is in his heart.”

“I know father, but it is painful. I love him as Glorfindel loves him,” Arwen said.

“I know, my child, I know.” Elrond pulled her into another embrace, and added, “I love you my child.”

“I love you, adar…” Arwen said and tightened her arms around him.

She missed her mother’s love, after her nana died. Elrond knew it, and hugged her tight.


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“After you are finished, my dear child, we are going to have a picnic…” Glorfindel teased Legolas as he gave him the last pieces of food.

“A picnic! We want to join you…” the twins pleaded.

Glorfindel looked at Legolas. Waiting for the elfling to finish what he was eating, he asked, “Do you want them to come too?”

Legolas nodded, and added, “Want Arwen too, and Elrond… please?”

The twins giggled, and said to each other, “No lessons today… Thank you Glorfindel.”

“I believe you should be thanking Legolas. After all, it was he who said you could come.”

“Thank you Legolas,” Elladan said and reached across with his hands to tickle the elfling, but Glorfindel stopped him. “Let him finish eating, you will make him ill otherwise. You can try and tickle him later – that is, if you are able to catch him.”

Elladan smiled and nodded.

“Where exactly are we going on our picnic?” Elrohir asked curiously.

“Umm…” Glorfindel wondered, and then answered as an idea came into his mind, “Next to the waterfall, near our great forest.”

“This sound good, old friend,” Elrond said. He had come back into the room with Arwen.

Glorfindel saw him and Arwen, who was wiping tears from her eyes.

“Arwen…” Glorfindel called to her. “Hold Legolas for me…”

Arwen smiled at him and held Legolas close to her. He gave a small cry and she let go of him a little, giving him some air.

“I love you too…” Legolas said softly to her.

A lone tear fell down her cheek, falling on Legolas’ hair.

“Why are you crying?” Legolas asked her.

“Because I love you too as my child…”

Glorfindel smiled, and then he whispered in Arwen’s ear, “I want to make him a gift; wait for me there, I will come as soon as I am finished.”

Arwen nodded, and looked at her brothers.

“What?” Elladan asked.

“Bring the picnic bag from the kitchen, we are going to have a picnic, and ada, you are coming too…” Arwen answered.

Elrond nodded, and called to Erestor, “If there is anything important, call me in and inform me!”

“Yes, my lord.” Erestor bowed slightly and left.

Elrond went towards Arwen and asked, “Where is Glorfindel?”

“Oh… he went to make a gift for Legolas, he will see us there,” Arwen answered, then added softly, “Thank you father.”

Elrond smiled at her.


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They settled down at the spot they had chosen for their picnic, and smiled at the look on the princeling’s face.

Legolas was stunned by the sight; he could hear the joy as the birds sang, he could hear the trees as they welcomed him, he could hear the rush of the water, and smelled the freshness of the grass.

Arwen and the twins looked at him with pleading eyes.

“Let us play a little before Glorfindel comes…” Elladan suggested and began to run ahead, waiting for Legolas to run after him.

Legolas scanned the area before running after the twin, and thought sadly, ‘I wish you could see it nana, it is so beautiful here…’

Elrond feared for the elfling, not wanting him to be sad again. He loved to see him smiling, as did the others.

“Do not tire him, Elladan…” A voice reached Legolas’ ears and he stopped the game and ran towards the voice without hesitation.

“Adar…” Legolas said smiling as he ran to Glorfindel, almost knocking him down into the green grass.

“Have you missed me?” Glorfindel asked him as he stroked Legolas’ cheeks lovingly.

Legolas nodded at him, and he let go of the tears that he had been holding. “I wish nana could see it, could see the beautiful nature here…” he whispered.

“Hush… my child… do not make me cry with you,” Glorfindel said and added, “Here, look what I have brought you…”

Legolas looked at what Glorfindel held in his hand, his eyes trying to focus on it, not really knowing of the gift.

“This belonged to your nana… it is her necklace. Do you see the pearls in it?” Glorfindel asked.

Legolas nodded, and Glorfindel continued, “The pearls were found in your realm, princeling. She left the necklace here the last time she visited Imladris, and I wanted to give it to you.”

Legolas began to cry again, except this time he was crying with happiness.

Elrond looked at his friend. He looked surprised and asked, “Where did you find it?”

“I… looked in your room, dear friend, as I remembered that I had seen it there…” Glorfindel explained, and added, “I hope you do not mind…”

“No, I do not, though I just wish that my room stayed clean…” Elrond grinned at him.

“I love you adar…” Legolas said. He seemed pleased with the present as he hugged it tightly to his heart, not wanting to let go of it.

Elrond looked at him and said to Glorfindel, “You brought him the world, my friend.”

“I did my best as I do love him as my son,” Glorfindel said with pride.


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Mirkwood at the same time…

A sharp sound of a horn was heard around Mirkwood, the noise alerting the guards at once.

“My lord? My lord?” Galdor called, his voice raised slightly in fear as he ran towards his lord’s room.

“What is it Galdor? Why the horn?” Thranduil asked, trying to focus on his guard.

“My lord, we are under attack, the orcs are coming this way…” Galdor said at once, and handed the king his sword and bow.

“What? How have we come to this?” Thranduil asked as he fastened his sword.

“I believe that it is Sauron…” Galdor said fearfully.

“Why now?” Thranduil asked, but Galdor had no answer to give him.

“I will not let my kingdom fall!” Thranduil said determined.

“I know, your highness…” Galdor said and opened the door, allowing his king to go before him out of the palace. Thranduil mounted his horse, ready to lead them into battle.

Mirkwood’s gates been opened, and a single horse made its way inside.

Galdor caught the horse and noticed the body of the messenger they had sent a few days ago.

“Your highness, the messenger did not make it through,” Galdor mentioned to his king and added, “He was slain on the way…”

“Legolas…” Thranduil whispered in pain, and added, “I will go on my own after this battle, and so help me Valar…”

Galdor said no more as he heard his king. Instead, he helped to prepare the soldiers for the upcoming battle.

“Show no mercy!” Thranduil ordered.

“Long live the King!” Galdor shouted, and the soldiers joined him.

They rode through the gate, ready to meet the enemy, face to face.

End of Chapter 13.

R/R


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