Hello, this story is the sequel of 'Innocent'. You don't have to read 'Innocent' to understand this story but I suggest, read it would make more sense.

For anyone who don't want or don't have time to read it, I already summarized it briefly in here.

Summary of Innocent: [A bit AU] After Frodo's parents drowned when he was 5 years old, Bilbo had adopted him and brought the boy to Rivendell. Legolas came to Rivendell too. And the two were quite attached to each other. Before they had to depart, Legolas made a promise to marry Frodo when he was grew up and each of them has no one and Frodo still insist to live with him.

This story pursues on another promise Legolas had given to Frodo to visit him as often as he can.

Timeline: Take place when Frodo was 12 years old.

Warning: A bit AU and bad grammar.

I hope you would enjoy my fiction so far.

El

Only Me

By Elendriel

Under the hot beam of the summer sun, two blond haired elves were talking seriously in the royal garden. One was the pride of Mirkwood elves, King Thranduil. The other was in dreams of many girls, Prince Legolas.

Lorin sighed heavily from his own balcony that provided him the great view of garden. He secretly be with Legolas' side and would help his younger brother persuade their father had not he was not afraid it would make the king angrier. Lothlien, the second child of Thranduil was the pain issue in his family. No. She was not over indulged girl nor had bad behaviour. In contrast, she had sweetest nature like their long pass away mother. She had been his father's pride until she made the choice for marriage. Many suitors were chosen carefully for her. The only thing she needed was decided which elf to be her husband. No one expect she would have the eyes for none but the elf who had nothing to offer, except his love. And that had estranger her from Mirkwood since.

"Father, please listen to me. You know that Lothlien is expected to due in the next few months and I'm really certain she wants me to be with her," Legolas pleaded King Thranduil who was now red with angry. Never once in the last millennia he would ever hear any elf dared to speak or say her name out loud. But now his very own child did it in front of his face without caring his feeling a bit.

"Don't never ever say THAT name to me again," Thranduil spoke slowly, clarify of his irritate clearly.

Legolas winced a little when he saw the fire glowed in his father's eyes. If it was another time, he would give up talking to him about this matter. However, this time was different. He would net let him ignored her again anymore. His father should accept Lothlien. So his family could be completely full like he really wished all the time, and then his father could have carried his own grandson or granddaughter from Lothlien.

"Please, father. Let me go to stay beside her. This pregnancy is very important to her for it is her second time since she her first child was miscarried. I know I could do nothing for her. But at least my presence may solace her somehow."

The wall around Thranduil's heart began to melt after he considered Legolas' word. He promised to himself that he would never forgive her but year after year, his will wavered gradually. But his proud had kept him aloof, not yielding to the softness of his heart.

"Father, please. If this birth failed again, her will to live might die with her child. Please, let me go for their sake," Legolas kept going, knew well his father's heart did not cold that much.

"Go wherever you desire, your business is not my business," King Thranduil said coldly in the end and walked away to the direction of palace.

Legolas watched his father almost disbelievingly.

"Does he really give me a permission to visit Lothlien?" He pondered aloud.

"Yes, he does, young one."

Legolas turned around and met the green eyes of his eldest brother, Lorin.

"You did a great job I'd ever seen, Legolas. This would be the first step of reunited our family. Go to Lothlien and tell her my love and my wish to see her child," Lorin said; draped his arm around Legolas' shoulders as the two walking back to the palace.

"I will," Legolas smiled and started humming soft tune which surprised Lorin much.

"You don't plan to see Lothlien only, do you?"

"Of course not, brother. I'm planning to see my little love at the Shire too."

"But the Shire is the land of the hobbit," Lorin pondered briefly. His expression changed from puzzle to be alarming. "You don't mean what I'm thinking, do you, Legolas?"

The younger elf just laughed and ran back to the palace with his brother chased not too far behind.

"Wait, Legolas. You must answer me! Legolas!"

To be continued…