Legolas and His Siblings

by UnadithGreenleaf

The princes and princesses of Mirkwood have been kidnapped and taken away to the Grey Mountains. The Orcs want to know how to safely enter and move through Mirkwood. The elder siblings will not disclose the information, so what better way to get it than threatening the youngest of their number: Legolas, who is the age equivalent to a 15-year-old. Rating is just to be safe.

10. Chapter 10

Aniond and Gilowien took a step back. They had never heard such anger in their baby brother's voice. But Aniond couldn't blame him. Two days ago, he had been taking to his friend Celoril and had explained his irritation at being needed all the time to help someone who, for the past months, was complaining that he was grown enough to not be babied. He'd said that it was a burden to have to watch Legolas again at all hours like he was a baby. "Legolas, I - I didn't mean…" Aniond tried.

"Then why did you say it?" Legolas cried, tears springing to his eyes. "It's not like I try to get in your way!"

That's when Galadriel stepped in. She couldn't very well let anything hurt these two brothers now, especially since one was desperately in need of his whole family. Legolas would need all of his siblings after this. She rushed forward and took Legolas into her arms. The young Elf wept into Galadriel's shoulder. She whispered comforts to him and stroked his back. Thranduil was doing the same to his daughter, who was quietly weeping for her brother's pain.

"Now, Legolas," Galadriel said, once the young Elf had calmed down, "I came here to heal you, and heal you is what I will do."

Galadriel sent Thranduil, Aniond, and Gilowien out of the room before sitting Legolas down in a chair. She gently took his knife out of his hand. That's went she noticed that the edge was tinged with blood. She frowned.

"Legolas, show me your wrists."

Legolas hesitated, but then held his wrists out to her. She rolled up his sleeves and nearly wept at what she saw. Long cuts from his elbows to his wrists marred his arms, and they were fresh. Galadriel closed her eyes before the tears got away. She then kissed each wrist and it magically healed. When she looked back up at Legolas, his head was bowed in shame for what he had done. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he tried not to cry. Galadriel couldn't stand seeing Legolas in such a state of distress. She wrapped her arms around the young Elf, who began to sob openly. Galadriel would heal him. He did not deserve what evil had befallen him.

I'm sorry if the self-harm offends anyone. But Lego will get better, I promise. And a shout out to Horsegirl01! She's awesome!