so this is a little epilogue to finish off the Return to Mirkwood story. I hope you like it.
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Return to Mirkwood
Epilogue
"Grandad grandad!" The little elf ran to Thranduil and the King plopped him on his knee, a smile spread wide across his face.
The little elf brushed golden hair away from his face as he looked up at Thranduil, "When will Ada be back Grandad?"
"Soon, little one. He is still out hunting with your Nana and The Lord of Mirkwood." Thranduil laughed, everything was so wonderful again; Mirkwood was returning to the beautiful green forest it had once been, and the prince, his son had returned and married the one he loved.
A while later, Thranduil looked up as the golden doors opened. The little elf jumped off his knee and leapt into his father's arms. "Ada! Nana! Gimli!" His joyful shouts echoed around the hall.
Gimli smiled at his best friend's son, a twinkle in his bright eyes. The dwarf had decided to stay in Mirkwood with the elves, Thranduil had made him the high lord of Mirkwood. The dwarf embraced the young elf, then handed him to his mother.
"We're back, ion nin." Tauriel rubbed noses with her son then took his hand to lead him away to his chambers to dress him for diner, before she left she gently kissed the prince beside her. "Le melin Legolas."
The Evening Feast was as grand as any other that night, glowing candles lit the vast hall and many elves sat around many tables. At the head of the hall sat Thranduil, Lord Gimli on one side and Legolas and Tauriel on the other.
Legolas turned to his beloved, Tauriel and took her hand in his. "Look how far we have come," He looked over their people and smiled, years ago there had been many orcs attacking the grand chambers, now there was only peace.
"Grandad!" The young elf was sat on Tauriel's lap, he peered round to Thranduil.
"Yes, little prince?" He chuckled, 'he's just like Legolas was when he was young' he thought to himself.
"Please tell me a story!"
Thranduil shook his head, "later little one; I shall tell the story of the dragon under the mountain!" An excited look came over the youngster, he had never heard that story before.
"Aye, and maybe tomorrow I shall tell the story of how I took down more orcs than your father in Helms Deep!" Gimli boomed, Legolas gave him a sarcastic look, "did you really slay more than me?"
"Stop bickering you two." Tauriel laughed. She placed her son in an empty seat besides her, layered with cushions so that the small elf could reach the table. "Now, it is time for diner, little one.
"And then, the great Smaug was slain! By Bard the Great and his son." Thranduil shouted, pretending to fire a great arrow into the heart of the dragon.
"He fell, crashing upon Lake town, dead!" The King took a bow as the little elf clapped his hands together and giggled.
"We had lots of adventures in Lake town, including the mighty Bolg!" Legolas crept up behind his son, picking him up and whirling him around the room to his bed.
"But that is another story, ion nin." He tapped his son's nose gently and tucked the sheets around him. Tauriel and Gimli stood; they had been sitting in two big chairs near the bed, listening to Thranduil's telling of Tauriel's story, for she had seen the mighty beast slain.
Gimli bid goodnight to the others and exitted the chamber, soon followed by Thranduil.
"Goodnight my sweet." Tauriel kissed her son lightly on his forehead then left the room.
Legolas gazed down at his little son, and also kissed his head.
"Ollo vae abarad, my precious son."
ollo vae abarad - sweet dreams until morning