Hi again. Thanks for the last chapter reviews guys, I appreciate it.
So, I know I've neglected my story, but with my school exams and then my Proficiency exams I really didn't have time. This chapter is short, but I promise the next one will be larger and hopefully posted sooner.
I will try to make the stories as chronically relevant as possible. Also, I added the Sindarin translations I had forgotten, and I promise it won't happen again. I know how annoying it is when there isn't a translation for something you don't understand.
At fifteen, Legolas would probably physically look around five years old.
2. THE INTERESTING LESSONS
"Ada! Ada!" Legolas burst inside Thranduil's study with no regard for the doors.
Lindariel always said that Legolas needn't know anything about formalities yet, seen as he was just around fifteen. She had admitted that Legolas should perhaps learn to knock on doors, but not yet. After all, there was no need for him to behave as adults did.
"Look what I wrote!" Legolas enthusiastically shoved a paper into his father's hands, ignoring the trade agreement the King was working on. Thranduil chuckled as he looked over the paper with his son's letters. The writing was uneven but obviously scribbled with determination and focus. Legolas was beaming proudly, looking at Thranduil expectantly.
"These are great Legolas. You have improved." The Elfling's eyes light up at the praise.
Ever since he has started lessons, Legolas would come straight to Thranduil after each one, every time without fail, to show him what he had done. Truthfully, Thranduil had been wary of Legolas' lessons at first. He knew it was something necessary and inevitable, but he believed that no number of tutors and pleas would persuade Legolas to sit in a chair for more than thirty minutes. But to his surprise, Legolas seemed to be as excited and eager about the lessons as he was about running in the gardens and climbing trees.
And Thranduil admitted he was overly excited for those.
Of course, Legolas being interested in the lessons did not necessarily mean that made it easier for the tutor. The elf had come to the King to complain that, instead of focusing on the point, Legolas made all sort of irrelevant questions. He had twice already brought up Legolas' three hour argument about why didn't Men built their villages on the forest.
Thranduil had been more than surprised to learn that his son was too eager about his lessons, as well as very obedient during them, if one did not consider his various disagreements with history and political decisions.
"Can I show it to Nana?" Legolas asked.
"Yes, tithen pen." Thranduil smiled. "I think you should."
Legolas dashed out the room as quickly as he had entered.
Queen Lindariel knew that her son was excited to visit Elrond's twin sons in Rivendell but nothing prepared her for what she experienced on their departure from Greenwood. Legolas was positively thrilled with the visit, and he found it quite hard to stay unmoving in the same spot for more than thrity seconds. She wondered if it had been wise to assign Legolas to Elrond's tutor, Erestor, for those four months they would be staying. She knew of course that Legolas had responed better to his classes than she or Thranduil could have hoped, but she did not believe that Elrond's tutor was remotely prepared for Legolas.
If anything, the Queen pitied him for what he would have to go through.
"Sîdh, penneth." Lindariel said to Legolas for what would be the third time. The Elfing was bouncing excitedly on the horse in his seat in front of his mother. "We have still a long way to travel."
Legolas nodded, and Lindariel resisted sighing in relief when the Elfling stopped moving. However, her relief was short lived since Legolas started bouncing again no more than ten minutes later.
Now Lindariel did sigh.
She should have expected it. Really, it was a wonder Legolas had managed to stay still for ten whole minutes, she should consider it a record.
Wrapping her arms around Legolas so he was practically laying on her chest, Lindariel started singing softly. She had no idea if the lullaby would work in the hyper-active state Legolas was in, but for her sake, she had to try if she wanted to enjoy the walk through the woods. She knew Legolas would tire out at some point, but the sooner the better. They had days of travel ahead of them and they could not pass like that.
It was all she could not to exclaim triumphally when they finally reached their destination a few days later and Legolas run and tackled the twins in a hug as soon as his feet touched the ground.
The trick had indeed worked and Legolas fell asleep until the next morning. Unfortunately, he seemed to have gained much rest and the next day he was practically radiating with energy. Running around the woods and climbing in threes, starting conversations with them and staying behind until the trees reminded him he had to move. They had lost him twice, the first time he had gotten stuck up on a tree, and the second one he got lost chasing a bird.
Lindariel had lost count of how many times she thanked the trees for finding Legolas or reminding him he had to follow her and giving directions when he got lost.
Celebrían gave her a knowing smile which Lindariel returned. Following the Lord the household inside, she could see Elrohir and Elladan leading Legolas away to the gardens and smiled.
"Now I want you to promise me not to tell anyone of this." Elrohir said seriously. Legolas nodded solemnly and, taking the hand the older elf offered, followed him outside.
"Isn't Elladan coming?" He asked as they climbed down the stairs.
"Elladan was being negative and unhelpful so he is not invited to come with us."
Legolas nodded again. "What are we going to do?" He asked as the pair reached the gardens.
"I said I would find you something interesting to do, didn't I?" Elrohir asked and enthusiasm sparked inside Legolas.
They had been staying staying here for a few weeks and he was studying history with Erestor when the twins had come to take him riding -more for Erestor's benefit than Legolas'. When Legolas complained about not being able to ride a horse by himself, Elrohir had to promise him that he would find something interesting for him to do to persuade the Elfling to ride with him.
Elrohir took out a piece of cloth hidden in a bush and offered it to Legolas.
"There." Legolas ripped the cloth open, only to stop at the sight of a small bow, right in his size.
"This is mine?" He asked the older elf with wide eyes and Elrohir nodded.
"I made it just for you, so we could practice. I also blunted the arrows, so it's perfectly safe."
"You are going to teach archery?" Legolas eyes looked ready to pop out of their sockets.
"Of course I'll teach you archery you silly Elfling, I didn't do all that for nothing!" Legolas grinned. "But I want you to promise me that you will not tell anyone of this. Not even your Nana." Elrohir said seriously. "We will tell them at some point, but I plan on telling after our lessons have reached a satisfying point so that they will not be able to do anything about it." When Legolas nodded eagerly, Elrohir looked satisfied.
"Let's teach you how to shoot then."
Sindarin Translation
Adar= father - Ada = Dad/Daddy
Nana= Mom/Mommy
penneth= young one
tithen las= little leaf
Sîdh, penneth= Peace, young one
So, what do you think? Also, I'm writing a Supernatural story alongside this one if anyone wants to check it out.
