Chapter 1: Dark and Light (Thranduil POV)
Boredom was all I felt, sitting on my throne in the halls of Mirkwood. Legolas was meant to come and report to me about our currant infestation. The forest was becoming sick and dark creatures were coming in at a rate that had not been seen since the Dark Days. Footsteps drew me from my thoughts and I looked at the door awaiting the news on my son's latest extermination. The door opened and Legolas walk into the room. He bowed.
"Father," Legolas said looking up "We managed to get a very large nest but more spiders will come, I am sure. Their numbers have increased a great amount in such a short period of time."
I regarded my son and nodded. "So long as we can keep them under control and out of our borders then we shall be fine. Good work today, Legolas."
He gave a small smile and nodded before walking out of the throne room. I left not shortly afterwards to a more private setting to think over everything.
Gazing out over my kingdom in the moonlight I heard footsteps coming from behind. I turned and saw Legolas behind me I gave him a small nod and turned around once more. I felt him join me looking out. There was a silence between us for a long while. I didn't mind, silence was something I enjoyed.
"Do you feel it, Father?" Legolas then asked me abruptly. I was somewhat surprised yet kept my cold mask on.
"Fell what, my son?" I asked turning to face him.
"The change that is in the air. It is like a wheel is turning. It feels strange yet good." He said looking over the view of the kingdom of Mirkwood.
"No but I have never been one to change, never mind accept it." I whispered and turned back to the sick forest we now called home. We didn't talk past that. When the moon was high in the sky I could sense him leave. I didn't turn to look at him. I just watched the moon rise slowly in the sky, a perfect matrimony of dark and light.. When it was close to dawn I returned to my chambers to rest.