A.N: Well, this came to me completely unexpectedly. XD
My first drabble, per se. Takes place in the book verse, where Legolas' hair color is undetermined. ;)
This is in LOTR, because I can't stand Legolas being referred to as Legolas G. in the Hobbit.*shudders* It's not right to me.
Disclaimer: All characters, concepts and locations belong to J.R.R Tolkien, not me. I merely dabble. XD
Enjoy! Thanks for reading.
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If Thranduil was to be honest with himself, he didn't have the slightest clue what his son would look like when he was born.
That is to say, it would be a lie to pronounce that he wasn't surprised about what his son actuallydid look like after he was born.
As the Elven King of Mirkwood held his newborn son for the first time, his striking emerald eyes took in every last detail of the tiny elfling. He had the same pale skin and dainty hands that all his subjects possessed, of course.
The features that struck him the most, however, were of everything else.
His hair, for starters, was chin length, thin, and an astonishingly light shade of brown. In the sunlight that bathed the room, it looked almost blonde. His hair was his mother's, no doubt. Besides the length, it was an (almost) exact copy of the tresses that flowed down the Queen's back.
However, the mop of brown had delicate waves plaiting through it. Thranduil sighed slightly, remembering that his father, Oropher, (may the Valar rest his soul) had identical waves that interlaced up down his long and regal mane. Oh, what he wouldn't give for his father to see his only grandson.
The king traced a finger across the small, chubby cheek. It was so cuddly, so warm and soft. Also his father's doing, whose skin was always as smooth as silk cloth he once wore.
Never before had he seen anything so perfect, and yet…
…Thranduil couldn't help but wonder why his child didn't share any of his own traits.
As if to defy his thinking, the tiny elfling's face scrunched up, let out a small whimper, and slowly opened his eyes.
And Thranduil couldn't be happier to say that his child's eyes reflected his very own.