Hello readers! Thank you for picking my story! I hope you like it! Now, I be I will make this a two-shot, but at the end of the second chapter I'll ask your opinion on possibly doing like a mini series. I want to see how you like this one first since this will be the beginning basically. I must apologize now if the characters are OOC, I have problems with that. Anyway, again I hope you enjoy reading this!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own LotR. I only own Iûldir.
Legolas fidgeted in his saddle suppressing a sigh from escaping his lips. Glancing to his left and a little further ahead he saw his father still in conversation with the captain of the guard. Turning away, he stifled another sigh. He had been wanting to talk to his ada ever since they entered the woods that surrounded Imladris, wishing to ride ahead, but the captain had gotten to him first and now it seems as if he'll never get his fathers attention. Shaking his head, Legolas turned his thoughts over to what awaits him in Imladris.
The soothing sound of the river; the comforting hum of the trees; the safe atmosphere; my friends.
Legolas smiles as a picture of a smiling 8-year-old human child with silvery eyes and messy long brown hair appears in his mind. Estel Elrondion, foster son of Lord Elrond of Rivendell and Legolas' best friend. Many of his friends in Mirkwood would scoff at him for being best friends with a child; a human child no less, but Legolas would simply give them a glare that could freeze over Mount Doom itself.
Legolas' smile grew as he thought of all the things he and Estel could do. His mind was racing with ideas that he didn't hear his name being called until he was startled by a hand being placed on his shoulder. Turning to the owner of the hand, Legolas smiled sheepishly as he met the amused eyes of his father.
"Did you call for me, ada?" Legolas asked, the tips of his pointed ears reddening slightly when he realized that's probably what happened.
"Yes, ion-nin; several times in fact." Thranduil chuckled as Legolas' ears became even redder. "I was wondering why you haven't asked me to ride on ahead? You would already be pestering me to no end." Legolas smiled sweetly at his father.
"Do you want me to pester you, ada?" Legolas laughed when he received a playful glare. "I simply did not want to interrupt you and Iûldir, but now, since I see you are not engaged in any conversation besides our own, would it be alright to go on ahead? I have been missing Estel terribly and I have not seen him since last year. We have been writing each other, but it is not the same. I do have to remember to compliment him on the drawing he sent me a few weeks ago, they are quite good for someone his age. It was quite sweet, he had drawn everyone: me, himself, you, Lord Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen; though it seems he has spent much more time on Arwen than anyone el-"
"Legolas." Interrupted Thranduil, gaining the younger elf's attention.
"Yes, ada?" Legolas asked, head tilted slightly. Thranduil gestured ahead of him.
"Are you not going?" Thranduil chuckled as Legolas smiled brightly and raced off, throwing a "hannon le, ada" over his shoulder. "What am I going to do with him, Iûldir?" The older elf had come up next to the king when Legolas had rode off.
"I do not know what you mean, mellon-nin," Iûldir chuckled. "If I am not mistaken, a certain king acted the same way at that age when visiting a certain elven lord of Imladris." Thranduil smiled fondly at the memories.
"Yes, I suppose you're right."
Estel sighed as he stared out the window of his room and at the gate. His feet swung above the floor as he sat there. He had been there all morning watching and waiting for his friend to enter through the gates. He skipped having breakfast with his family this morning, getting in trouble when his father came up with a tray of food and a frown. Estel simply ignored him as he told him the usual stuff about growing boys and eating. The boy barely budged when the twins came in and tried getting him to play a game. Estel only scooted closet to the window, resting his chin on his crossed arms that lay on the window sill. It became early in the evening when Estel finally gave up on watching the gate, convinced Legolas won't show. Tears in his eyes, Estel ran from his room to Elrond's study, not noticing the blonde elf riding to the gate.
"Ada! Ada!" The boy yelled as he pushed open the doors to the study. The elven lord looked up from his papers only to have an armful of a crying boy. Stroking the soft black hair, Elrond tried calming him down.
"Shhh, tithen-pen. Please, dry your tears. You know how much I hate to see you cry." Elrond rocked his youngest until the cries turned into soft hiccups. Taking his thumb, the elf gently wiped the excess tears away and gave the child a soft smile. "There now, all better. Now what has you so upset, ion-nun?"
"Legolas isn't coming!" Estel told him, the tears coming back full force. "H-He doesn't l-like me anymore-more!" Elrond sighed as Estel cried harder, pressing his face against his fathers chest. The elf hugged him tightly and began to rock him again, whispering words of comfort. A few minutes after, Estel had calmed down, a sniffle coming from him once in awhile.
"Would you like to take a walk in the gardens with me, Estel?" Elrond asked, receiving only a nod. Standing from his chair, Elrond situated the boy on his hip before making his way to the gardens. When they arrived, they found a bench to sit on to watch the setting sun. They sat there for a few minutes, Estel snuggles up to Elrond's chest before he looked up at his father.
"Ada? Why is Legolas not coming?" The boy asked his lower lip out in a small pout.
"You do not know for certain if he is or isn't coming, penneth." Elrond caressed the little face with his knuckles. "Just be patient, ion-nin, I am sure he will come." Estel shook his head.
"He has probably realized he does not want to be friends with a little human." He turned his face into his fathers shoulder. "He probably doesn't like me anymore." Tears came to his eyes again, wetting the front of the elf's maroon tunic. Elrond sighed sadly and went to say something but was interrupted by a voice.
"Lord Elrond, is Estel with you? He was not in hi- Estel!" The young edain's head snapped up at the voice, a bright smile lighting his face when he saw the owner running towards him. Scrambling off the elven lord's lap, Estel ran to meet his friend.
"Legolas!" Estel exclaimed, his arms wrapping around the prince's neck as he was picked up. He buried his face in the long blonde hair, relishing being in his friends arms. "I have missed you, 'Las." Legolas' chest rumbled as he chuckled; his arms squeezing a bit tighter around the child.
"I have missed you also, Estel." Legolas gently pushed Estel back to get a good look at his face only to frown slightly. Taking his thumb, he wiped the tears from his friends cheeks. "Why do you cry, mellon-nin?"
"You were late." He whispered, head bowed. "I thought you did not like me anymore; that you did not want to be my friend." It was quiet for a few seconds until, to the surprise of Estel, Legolas began to laugh… and laugh… and laugh. Estel just stared at him confused and a little hurt, which must of showed on his face since Legolas quickly got a hold of himself.
"I do not mean to laugh, Estel," Legolas apologized. "But how could I ever not like you? You are the sweetest, funniest, bravest little boy I have ever had the pleasure of befriending. You are not only my dilthen mellon, but you are also my honeg." Legolas pressed the boy back against his chest, smiling when he felt the little arms wrap around his neck. He rocked gently back and forth, and Estel pressed his face into the crook of his neck and closed his eyes, falling asleep.
Well then that's the end of the first chapter. I hope you liked it! I'm sorry if I got any elvish words misspelled or completely wrong, I got most of them from google and from what I remember from fanfics I've read. There is a part in there where I call Lord Elrond's shirt a tunic, I didn't know if what he wore was called a tunic or a robe so I just put tunic, but I don't think it matters all that much.
Dithen mellon- little friend
Honeg- little brother
Next chapter: Thranduil makes a reappearance; Legolas gets assigned an important job; Estel gets into a little trouble
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