Yes, I hello there! This is sort of a squel to my other story "Returning Home" Heres the link if you want to go read it - s/9023350/1/Returning-Home however you don't need to read it in order to enjoy these one-shots!
The one shots will go in absolutely no order whatsoever, with ages and circumstances varying drastically between chapters. If you have any requests you want me to write feel free to message me or just leave a review! Hope you enjoy!
"Gone. How could he be gone?" Thranduil wondered aloud, careful to keep his voice quiet as to not wake up Legolas he was sleeping peacefully in a crib by his bed, and to keep the other child in his arms quite.
He understood the pain of losing the one you loved, his wife having died a few years ago, but Chalion has surprised them all with his sudden disappearance. Leaving his daughter behind. They had searched the forest, and had the tree's watching for any sign of him but none appeared. As far as the wood elves could tell, Chalion had perished in the woods, mad with grief.
A small gurgle brought his attention back to the child held securely in his arms. She wasn't a baby, but not quite yet a toddler. Even from this age it was clear she was going to be beautiful, her overly large green eyes peered at everything curiously, and her raven hair made her seem all the more pale. More fragile.
"What am I going to do with you Ava?" He asked the child with a sigh, smiling slightly as she grabbed at his finger with her tiny hands.
Unconsciously he began pacing the room again in an effort to get her to fall asleep. Chalion hadn't said much about caring for his child, in fact he hadn't said much of anything at all. Although it hadn't taken the Mirkwood elves long to figure out that apparently the small elfing had decided sleep was the enemy, and was not something she wished to be apart of.
Elrond of Rivendell had offered to take the child in, but Thranduil didn't wish to burden his friend with yet another child, he also wasn't fond of the idea of trying to travel with this young of a elfling across the mountains. No, she would have to stay here at least for a while.
Grandesh, his advizor and closest friend had not-so-subtly hinted that he should keep her, since it was apparent her and Legolas already got along so well. What's the harm? Grandesh had asked him.
The harm was that losing hurt, and he didn't know if his heart could stand loving something that could be ripped away from him at any moment. He shifted his hold on her small tiny form, and wrapped her tighter in the soft blanket, not wanting her to be the slightest bit cold.
His pacing brought him by Legolas' crib, leaning down he looked at his son who's clear blue eyes gazed at him sleepily
"What do you think my little Greenleaf? Would you like another elfling around?" Legolas smiled and made noises that weren't quite baby noises, but were far from words
"Well Ava, I guess you're staying"