An Enelya production; Part 1 of the Mellyn Ten'oio Saga (Friends Forever) a series inspired by the great Cassia & Siobhan; Warning: Child abuse if you don't like it don't read it. Please note this is set during the time when Mirkwood was called Greenwood the Great.

Whispering tears

Part One

The sun smiled down brightly upon the elven children playing in the fields. They all played in harmony with not a care in the world. The elfling that stood out the most was the young prince of Greenwood Legolas; his golden hair had two signal braids on both sides of his face and a braid in the back with the rest of his hair hanging loosely down. This was an obvious sign he was of royal blood. He was only 700 years of age which to an elf is very young, in human years he would be considered around the innocent age of seven. He ran gracefully from the slightly older elf that had the horrendous task of tagging the others.

Legolas felt someone behind him hanging on his tunic as if he were afraid. He turned around to find one of his closest friends. "Maeglin what are you doing?" Legolas asked his raven haired friend.

"I'm hiding from Daeron." Answered the smaller elf "That I can see, but why are you hanging on my tunic." Maeglin looked away embarrassed "I am afraid, the last time Daeron tagged me he pushed me into the mud and I scraped my knee."

"He did not mean to though, he simply forgot that you are smaller than him." "I am smaller than every elf that is not 400 years old or younger." Legolas stifled a laugh but quickly continued to build up his friend confidence. "Maeglin you may be small but you have the biggest heart of any elf in Greenwood, and a big heart counts for more than small legs." Explained the prince as his friend smiled in joy. Suddenly Legolas was pushed which made him fall back a few paces.

"Prince Legolas is it!" Daeron proclaimed excitedly, glade to be rid of his position as tagger. Taken aback for only a moment's time the golden haired elf stood there but quickly chased after the other elves.

Legolas wasn't watching where he was going he clumsily bumped into an older elf. He looked up to find one of his father's most faithful servants standing over him with a gentle smile.

"I'm sorry Finarato!" "It's alright your highness I've come to tell you that your father wishes your presence in his chambers." Legolas turned back to his friends; he didn't want to disappoint his father even if it meant leaving the smiling sun and the calls of the playful grass.

"I'm sorry everyone but I need to leave." The young prince could hear the moans of Maeglin and his other best friend Amroth, but the other elves just shrugged and apology and went on playing as Legolas left with his father's servant.

"Finarato led his young charge to the palace, evil thoughts filling his mind. He disliked the king very much; he disliked him so much he was willing to do anything to destroy the ruler of Greenwood even if that meant destroying the innocent in the process.

They made it to Kind Thranduil's study chambers, Finarato knocked softly on the door. "Enter!" Came the voice from behind the door and Legolas turned the door knob slowly as he entered the room where he found his father leaning over a never ending stack of papers.

"Ada you asked to see me?" "Yes ion-nin please come sit down beside me!" Legolas did as he was told and looked up at his father with his curious blue eyes. "You are a prince Legolas." The elfling laughed "I already know this ada!" "Yes I know you do, what I am saying is that being a prince comes with responsibility." Legolas knew already where this was going; he had heard this speech many times before.

"I would like you to attend the counsel meeting today!" The prince hated these meetings, they were always boring and they talked about subjects he couldn't understand. But he didn't want his father to disapprove of his actions so he easily complied. "I'll be there ada!" "Good I'll send someone for you when the meeting is to begin." Legolas nodded to his father and left dreading the time when he would have to sit though the boring meeting.

A tall slender female elf entered the room through the bedroom chambers with a look of annoyance. "Thranduil don't you think you are putting to much responsibility on Legolas to soon?" asked the kings wife "Lessien the sooner he understands what is expected if a king the better, I will not leave my son unprepared as my father did to me." Thranduil's father Oropher died 200 years ago in a battle between the growing threats in Greenwood. Orcs, goblin, and overgrown spiders have invaded the southern part of their humble home. It took a long time for King Thranduil to get use to his new position but he has started to finally learn how to run his new kingdom.

"Your father did not leave you purposely; he had not intention on leaving before you were ready to take the throne." Lessien explained trying to make the king understand their son was a very bright elf but was still too young to fully comprehend the problems facing their kingdom.

"He is only 700-years-old, let him enjoy his childhood it will not be long before he is fully grown." Thranduil looked as if he was considering it. "I know Lessien I only want what's best for Legolas." "I know you do as do I."

Outside the study hall Finarato lingered listening in on the king and queens conversation, he knew he shouldn't but he didn't really care. The love between the royal family was disgusting, he knew once he got the youngest prince to trust him he knew it wouldn't be hard to brake the precious family.

Elvish translations-

Ada- daddy, dad

Ion-nin my- son