REVISED!
Trying to make it work a little better. Have patience with my poor elvish and the jumble of facts that I am trying to make coherent.
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It was nigh ten years before Elrond's council, though another council was already underway.
It was spring in Mirkwood, and Legolas' heart was glad, for the linden trees that he so loved were full in bloom. He, his father, and his three brothers sat robed in green, crowned with golden flowers, and among them stood many guards and members of their household. Before them stood two guests: Mithrandir, the Grey-wanderer and longtime friend of the elves, and Aragorn, son of Arathorn, whom the people of Imladris called Estel, and whom Legolas had known from childhood.
"I'm afraid that I cannot continue this search." Mithrandir explained. "I have duty elsewhere, and such actions are not considered within the realm of the Wise."
"Would you call me a fool then, Mithrandir?" King Thranduil questioned, still unsure why such an errand would fall upon his kingdom.
"Forgive me, I did not mean to imply such a thing." Mithrandir quickly recovered. Legolas wore a smug smile, rather enjoying the delicacy of the situation. "What I mean to say is that the head of my order requests my presence elsewhere, though I feel within my heart that this search is very necessary."
King Thranduil sighed. He was a good king; his people loved him and he kept what was left of Greenwood safe from the ever-present threats at its borders. Yet he was a cautious elf, and sometimes caution can lead to isolation. Legolas feared this, and the words of Mithrandir excited him towards action.
"If it pleases you, good King, I shall leave in your service a trusted companion of mine. Aragorn son of Arathorn is of the best hunters you will find. Yet he cannot embark on this journey alone."
The King stood. "Mithrandir, your consul is wise and is always appreciated. But danger presses our very borders. We have already sought for the creature Gollum to no avail. Whereas I realize that this errand is no doubt important, I believe that the safety of my people is more important. I fear I do not have the means for such a quest.
"We do not ask for an army," Aragorn finally spoke. "only a few hunters. The sight and speed of the elves would greatly help this errand. Without doubt it would be completed soon after it began."
"But there is no assurance of that, young Aragorn. I'm afraid I can no longer take such chances."
"But I can." The voice of the young elf prince seemed to startle all within the hall. Legolas turned to his father.
"Father, let me accompany the Dunadan. I have no matters of business here, and I have traveled with him before."
Lord Thranduil gave a curt laugh. "I certainly shall not see my son off on some wild goose chase."
"Please, adar." father Legolas said. "I would make it my duty to see that this deed was done."
Something about the young elf's voice seemed different then. Legolas was a young elf, and was not yet wise in the ways of the world. But his voice took on a sudden power and strength. Mithrandir observed this, and thought to himself that he had perhaps overlooked this young elf prince.
"Very well." Said the King. "If the errand is important to you, my son, then I shall not deny it to you. But have a care, I would not lose my son and greatest archer on a hunting trip."
"I shall father. My deepest gratitude."
The meeting closed and the hall emptied. Legolas ran to meet Aragorn outside. It was midday, and the sun shone brilliantly between the beech trees.
"Legolas," Aragorn said as he approached. "Your offer is most appreciated, but I would not take a prince from his kingdom."
Legolas laughed. "Hear, hear, young man. I shall not be talked down to within my own halls by a man less then half my age. I have said I shall go and go I shall. And you ought to have a mind to respect your betters."
Aragorn laughed as well. Despite his words he was happy to have his friend as his partner.
"Perhaps we should draw swords and then see who is the better."
Mithrandir appeared silently, as was his way. "Come now, young fools. I shall not have your blood spilled before your hunt even begins. Much lies ahead of you." He said and softly he added "More then you could know."
Legolas smiled, secretly quite glad that Mithrandir had intervened. With a bow he had no equal, but Aragorn would surely best him with a sword.
"We have many plans to discuss. You shall leave tomorrow at dawn."
And so their adventure began.
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Longer then I expected. So there you are. Forgive my horrible horrible attempts at elvish. Short phrases yes, but they're still atrocious.
The crown of flowers sounds girly, but that's how the King is described in the Hobbit. I wanted very badly to leave it out, but I found that I couldn't.
I promise, I am getting to a plot soon. Give it time. And now a quick thanks to our viewers…
First of all, glad to hear I'm not the only Aragorn/Legolas friendship fic lover!
Lembas7- I appreciate the T2T award! Haha, I hope you are satisfied thus far, I agree as far as modern lingo is concerned and am ::trying:: to keep this story free of it.
Colagreenleaf: Oy, it would be horrible, and hopefully, after a few chapters confessing that Gollum escaped will seem even more horrible, if that's possible.
Thanks again for the love, enjoy!
