I'm bbaacckkk! Did you guys miss me/watches as people scream and run in different directions, ducking under tables/ Okay…. Well, I'm sorry for the late update, but Disney World was a blast and I had fun. And I did get to work on this chapter so don't say I don't care. Here are this chapter's review responses:

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When Legolas awoke the next morning he felt refreshed with much more energy than the day before. He moved his shoulder, relieved that the pain from the spider bite had gone away as well as the poison. "That's good," he murmured to himself as he slid gracefully out of bed. He pulled on a green tunic made of a light material, then made for the door with every intention of finding hid father. Instead he found an angry healer as he opened the door. The elf jumped back with a start and was able to finally slip away after a twenty minuet lecture. Once he was away and out of earshot of the healer, he began to wander one of the many halls in the palace. As he walked, the prince thought about the offer that his father made him the previous night.

'It would probably be convenient to be able to fly,' Legolas thought, 'But dragons are feared. I could easily become a target for anyone who has been devastated by Smaug.' There were plenty of reasons to go along with it and many not to. But one thing that was weighing on his mind was his father.

'What will he say if I tell him no?' Legolas was nowhere near making up his mind, but he was currently leaning toward rejecting the offer. There were so many pros and cons of this decision that it would take a lot of thinking to make up his mind. The Elf sighed, remembering that his father wanted his answer by the end of the week.

'This is going to be a long week.'

Over the next few days Legolas could be found drifting through the halls or out in the gardens deep in thought. So deep in fact that he often collided into others in a very un-elflike fashion. After a hurried apology the prince would continue on, immersing himself once again in his thoughts. Many Elves noticed this and became worried, wondering if there was something wrong with the prince. Galion noticed this behavior change and mentioned it to Thranduil.

"I knew this would happen," The Elvenking paced back and fourth with a worried look on his face. "He's torn between pleasing me and following his heart. What should I do?" The last part was directed at Galion who had a blank look on his face.

"I don't have the slightest clue. Maybe you should talk to him again," He suggested.

Thranduil thought for a moment then he turned to Galion. "I can't talk to him, but you can."

"Why me?" Galion was stunned.

"If I talk to him, Legolas will think that I'm trying to influence his decision. If you talk to him it will help him since you're neutral on the matter."

"Well, actually…." Galion began, but he was cut off by Thranduil.

"Please? I hate to see him like this."

Galion sighed. He had been about to tell the King that he wasn't neutral, but decided to keep quiet. "I'll talk to him and see what I can do."

Thranduil clapped Galion on the shoulder. "Hannon le, mellon nin."

Legolas sighed, his head in his hands. Time was running out and he still couldn't make up his mind. If only he could talk to someone…..

"Is something troubling the little dragonling?" Legolas jumped as a hand came down onto his shoulder.

"Oh Galion, it's just you." He said as the other Elf sat down. "Wait. How do you know about this dragon thing?"

"You, your father and I are the only ones who know." Galion smiled reassuringly. "So, is anything the matter?"

Legolas nodded numbly. "I don't know which way to go. Should I say yes or no?" he paused, and then looked at Galion. "Which would you choose?"

Galion looked shocked at the question. "Why ask me?

"I just want your opinion, that's all."

"Well," Galion thought for a moment. "It all depends. Your father didn't choose to become a dragon just for the heck of it. There's a lot more involved than just flying around whenever you feel like it."

"There is?" Legolas was curious now. "What do you mean?"

"I've already said more than I should have. Ask your father about it." He turned and left despite Legolas's prodding. "That could have gone better," Galion muttered as he walked away.

It was the end of the week and Legolas still hadn't made his decision. He lay in bed tossing and turning as he tried to decide. He had to answer tomorrow, but he didn't know what to do. About an hour before midnight there came a knock on his door. He jumped, but instantly calmed when he heard the familiar voice.

"Legolas?" Thranduil said softly. Legolas stood and opened the door to let his father in.

"I want to show you something before you decide tomorrow." If Legolas was shocked, he didn't show it. The prince quickly got dressed and was ready in five minuets. "Good, now follow me." It felt strange to Thranduil having someone accompany him on his mission as some would call it. This was for the best, though, so he wasn't complaining. When he reached the empty storeroom Legolas ran right to the window.

"I didn't know this was here." He sounded amazed.

"I though you had the entire palace explored, ion nin." Thranduil smiled as he climbed up on the ledge and jumped, waiting for Legolas to follow. He did, but rather hesitantly. Finally the prince jumped just as soundlessly as his father, landing on his feet. Without a word the two headed toward the stables with Thranduil in the lead. The horses made no noise as they entered, although Thaliel whinnied happily at the sight of Legolas.

"Hush," he told her and she quickly quieted, happy to obey.

Thranduil came up next to the two leading Linteath who was quiet and ready for the ride. "Let's go." Both Elves mounted and rode out of the stable, moving into a full gallop once the stable doors were shut. The time just seemed to fly as they rode, both Elves full of emotion. Thranduil was full of anticipation and fear, while Legolas was just curious. What was there to see in the middle of the forest? They slowed the horses as the trees began to thin, bringing them to a walk. When the trees ended they stopped and turned the horses back to wait under the trees.

"Now what did you want to show me?" Legolas asked, looking around. Thranduil didn't say anything as he began to walk away from the forest.

"What should I do?"

"Stay where you are and close your eyes."

Legolas was confused by the instructions, but complied anyway, shutting his eyes as tightly as he could. Minuets passed but there was no word as he stood still, listening to the nickering of the horses behind him. After what seemed like eons Thranduil returned.

"You can open your eyes now." Legolas almost jumped out of his skin when he did. "By the Valar…." Thranduil was back in dragon form, his nose inches from Legolas's face, giving him quite a shock.

"Impressed?" Thranduil moved back, giving Legolas a better look than before. What he saw was one hundred feet of dragon covered in black scales sprinkled with silver making them look like a reflection of the night sky that currently hung over them. The prince nodded numbly, to stunned to speak.

"I'll take that as a yes." Thranduil crouched. Seeing that Legolas didn't have any idea what was going on, he asked, "Are you getting on or am I going to do that for you?"

"You mean….?" Legolas was too shocked to continue.

"Yes you can ride," Thranduil said, exasperated. "What did you think I was going to do, carry you with my tail?"

Legolas shook his head as he mounted, quiet awkwardly for his first time. Without even a warning Thranduil spread his massive wings and jumped into the air. Rising on the downbeat. He soared into the air with Legolas clinging on disparately trying not to fall.

"It's more fun when you're the one flying." Thranduil said with humor in his voice. He continued rising in altitude, almost vertical, when a vortex opened above him. Legolas was about to yell out when Thranduil flew right into it.

"You can open your eyes now, ion nin." Thranduil said calmly as if nothing had happened. Legolas unclenched his eyes and found himself gripping his father's neck as tightly as possible. "Look up." Legolas did as he was told and looked up. He couldn't even speak when he looked. Above him was a vast plane of black with hundreds of stars above them. But the stars weren't just there, they were arranged into countless constellations.

"Isn't it amazing?" Thranduil asked as he began to walk ahead, the click of claws on what looked like a black marble floor quiet.

"Yeah…" Legolas was filled with awe. "What is this place?"

"This is what I like to call the Celestial Plane, where all of the constellations live." Thranduil sighed. "It's a shame that I have to fight them."

Legolas was snapped out of his awe-filled state. "Fight them….?"

"Yes, that's why I've been so tired lately. I've been up here beating on Scorpio for the last week. It's strange, I've never had any trouble with the zodiac animals." Legolas sat there the whole time, drinking in his father's words. Was this what it meant to be able to shape shift into a dragon?

"This is what I wanted to show you before you decided. I wanted you to know everything." Thranduil sighed.

"Thank you," Legolas whispered unexpectedly, leaning his cheek against his father's neck. "I think I've made up my mind now."

The Elvenking paused mid-stride. "You have?"

"Mmm hmm." Legolas replied quietly. "I want to help you. Will you teach me?"

Thranduil broke out into a smile, each fang visible in his joy. "Of course I will."

Did you guys like this chapter? I hope you did. Don't forget, I have set my update date for every Thursday and I'll try to keep that. Okay, I'll shut up now so you guys can review. /amuses self by burning Mickey Mouse plushies/