Beginnings of a Prince

Ada- father/daddy

Nana-mother/momma

pen tithen-little one

Thranduil was standing at his balcony admiring the beauty of his realm of Mirkwood in spring. He did this often, knowing it's beauty would soon be tainted by an ever growing darkness coming, spelling out the last age of the elves. He then heard the footsteps of his wife and queen Lorraine coming towards him. He turned around, and kissed his beautiful wife happy to be married to someone as independent, adventures, kind, graceful, and loving as her.

"What is it my love" he said as he saw she looked kind of nervous.

"Well you know how I haven't felt well for the past few days?"

Lorraine began to twirl a strand of her long platinum hair.

"Yes, my love."

"Well I went to the healers and found out…. I'm Pregnant!"

Thranduil stood frozen for a second as the message sunk in.

"You you are why... that's wonderful!"

Thranduil then spun his wife around out of sheer joy.

"How long have you been pregnant for?" Thranduil asked with a huge smile on the usually composed face.

"The healer said about 2 weeks now."

"Well we shall celebrate tonight, and announce that an heir has finally been conceived!"

"I guess we will." Lorraine said as she linked arms with her husband and leaned on his shoulder.

Both of them looked to their vast and beautiful lands excited to someday see a young little elfling roam and explore them.