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AN: This is my first LOTR fic so let me know what you guys think.

Chapter One

Lord Elrond and his sons Elladan and Elrohir pulled their horses to a stop outside Greenwood the Great the Great boarder. They waited patiently for a moment until they heard a horse approaching. Out of the trees emerged a magnificent grey horse. The elf riding the horse had long honey brown hair which was tied in the traditional warrior's braids. He was wearing a green, brown and pale grey uniform with the royal insignia on the right hand shoulder. "Mae Govannen hirs nin," he said bowing his head respectfully, "My name is Finrod Ar–Feiniel we have been expecting you. I will take you to the king."

"Hannon le," Elrond replied gratefully. The three Rivendell elves followed the Greenwood warrior into the forest.

"How fares the king and his family?" Elrohir enquired.

Finrod smiled. "They are all very," he informed him, "Queen Silmarwen has just given birth to a second son."

"We'll be sure to give her our congratulations on our arrival," Elladan said.

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It didn't take long before the palace of the Elven King of Greenwood came into view. The four elves dismounted and several stable hands came over to take the horses away. Finrod led Elrond and his sons through the front door and into the thrown room. Thranduil and his wife stood when they entered and came over to greet them. "Mae Govannen," Thranduil said with a broad smile. The Rivendell elves returned this greeting. "Allow me to introduce my son, Legolas," the silver haired king said as Silmarwen stepped forward. The three elves looked on the little new born with wonder. There hadn't been any elflings born in a long while. Legolas had golden hair like his mother and cerulean coloured eyes like his father.

"He's beautiful," Elrohir said reverently. The king and queen smiled at the compliment. Just then the little yawned.

"I think someone needs a rest," Silmarwen said, 'excuse me my lords." Bowing respectfully she exited the thrown room with her son held close to her chest. As she was leaving Thranduil's eldest son Golradir came forward. Golradir had his father's silvery hair but his mothers emerald green eyes.

"You must be glad to have a brother," Elrond observed.

Golradir nodded. "I was starting to get lonely. I can't wait till he's older so I can teach him everything I know," he said enthusiastically.

Thranduil smiled at his son and clapped a hand on his shoulder. "Run along ion nin," he said, "you have your lessons to attend to." The silvery haired prince pouted but slunk off when his Ada gave him a stern look. The three elder elves shared amused smiles. Thranduil rolled his eyes at his son's antics but his lips twitched slightly.

"I'll show you to your rooms," he told them. Elrond, Elrohir and Elladan followed the king through the halls of the palace until they came to the wing that was occupied by the royal families. Elrond was given a room a few doors down from Thranduil and Silmarwen's room while the twins were sharing the room opposite Golradir's.

Left alone to settle in the twins started to discuss the newborn prince. "It's a miracle," Elladan declared.

"I agree with you brother," Elrohir said, "there hasn't been any elflings for a great while now. Not since the Darkness started growing."

"Well in hasn't reached Greenwood or the other elven strongholds yet. We are fortunate," the older twin pointed out.

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In his room the Lord of Rivendell looked out of the window at the forest beyond. He smiled to himself though it was slightly tinged with sadness. His son's had come a long way since his their mother, Celebrίan, had decided to sail to the Undying Lands. After being attacked by and violated by orcs she had been unable to find peace in Middle-Earth. The three of them had been devastated by the attack and heart broken when Celebrίan had decided to leave. For a while Elladan and Elrohir can gone off on their own hunting down and killing all the orcs they could After a while they found the pack that had done so much damage to their mother. They killed them all and had returned to Rivendell weary and wounded. Their vengeance taken the twins agreed to remain in Rivendell and over time their hearts had began to heal as Elrond's own had. Of course they all missed Celebrίan greatly but it lightened their hearts to know that they would see her again in Valinor.

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Meanwhile Silmarwen was settling little Legolas down after having fed him. Thranduil relaxed on the bed watching his wife and child with a fond smile on his face.

"I am glad to see Elrond and his sons much improved," he observed when Silmarwen joined him on the bed."

"So am I," his wife agreed, "we all miss Celebrίan but at least we know she is waiting in Valinor and that there she can find the peace she could not here."

Thranduil nodded his agreement. As much as his heart grieved for his oldest friend's loss he still took delight in his own family. He had rejoiced when his first son was born and now that he had another he was content with his lot. Their little Greenleaf was a pleasant surprise. Of course there were other elflings in Greenwood as well as Lothlorίan and Rivendell but there hadn't been any born for a while. Thranduil decided to take this birth as a good sign. He hoped fervently that they would be able to drive the Darkness out of Middle-Earth and that both his sons would only ever know a life of peace.

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Unaware of the world around little Legolas slept peacefully. His eyes were open as he wandered the paths of elfish dreams. In his dreams he ran free in the woods with is Naneth, his Ada and his brother. There was light and laughter and all was as it should be.