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A/N: I'm am dreadfully sorry about not updating sooner but I have been busy and shall I say emotionally unstable. Also I have been having slight problems in coming up with an idea for this story that would satisfy me but I got it now! I will continue! Yay!
Chapter 14: Concerns, Intenal Pains
"Father."
The intensity that was within the room rose dramatically as the stare between father and son prolonged but neither of them looked away. Heat began to rise again in Legolas' body which gave him yet another headache. But this time instead of waiting for fatigue to come over him, he instead laid back down. Why is this happenning again?
Legolas then paused for a while and reminisced the time in which he had lost all control over his body and fainted. He remembered that day well and it all started the day he learned that his brother was killed. But that time he was at home and no one came to help him. Not a single servant came to knock on his door when he had not come to dinner. Not a single soul, which was a disappointing thought to know that no one cared enough to check up on him. But he let that time slide since he knew that everyone in the kingdom was mourning for Vandir since he was loved throughout his kingdom. He was their prince. Then soon after that everyone then began to realize that since Vandir wasn't around that they got stuck with him. I was always the one to disappoint everyone. I don't deserve to be prince. I don't deserve respect.
All these thoughts began to cloudy Legolas' vision and slowly he began to zone in and out. His pulse began to become irregular again and his breathing heavy.
"Legolas?" Elrond called out to him through the darkness that was beginning to take him again.
As if called back to life, Legolas' breathing became less heavy, and his vision clear. He then took up enough courage to look at them. He saw the deep concern in their eyes which he knew were expected. Afterall, I did faint. Now you have everyone staring at you and watching you; I mean seriously look what you did.
"Legolas, can you tell us why you fainted earlier this evening?" Elrond asked gently. Elrond waited for some form of response then got one when Legolas slowly shifted his body to look away from his elders. How are we going to get through to him?
Elrond then turned to Thranduil who stood there silently as if not knowing what to do. It was not as if Thranduil was a bad father, Elrond knew this but maybe he just needs a way to express his feelings. Well at least, a healthy way for Lord Elrond also knew that Thranduil, after the death of his other son and wife, had become increasingly harsh in every manner.
Thranduil stood there silently, not knowing what to do. Should I comfort him? Do I talk to him? What is there to say? All these questions raced through his mind and then one question hit him like lightning; Is it my fault? He glanced down at Legolas. I shouldn't be the one here to talk to him about these kind of things. All his life, Thranduil grew up in a family unable to show true emotion towards each other; after his family grew apart and he found and married his wife he had thought that he escaped the curse of his family, which was the unable to show affection. Unfortuantely it stayed with him and made itself known when death took his wife. Náwiel! Náwiel! How I miss you so! I wish with all my heart that you could be here to help our son! He needs you! I need you! Please, love help me find a way to help him since you are no longer with us in body!
**********FLASHBACK***************
"You know what, I do not think I would be able to ever understand that boy!" Thranduil exclaimed as started ranting about another episode that occured that evening involving Legolas.
"Have you talked to him about it, love?" a sweet gentle voice asked him from the bed.
"Náwiel, I have tried but it is no use," he answered as he looked at his wife. She was so beautiful, he thought silently as he savoured the moment and looked into her eyes. "He is hard to talk to, you know that."
"We all have our times but you can not just give up on him," Náwiel responded then smiled. "He is a good boy, Thranduil. Please give him credit for that."
He then took a moment and look at his wife for second.
"In meaning?" he wondered out loud.
"All I am saying is that you have been pretty hard on him lately and wish you would give him credit for something."
"I have gave him credit," he tried to explain but she just shook her head.
"Does he know that?"
*****************************************************END FLASHBACK***************
Those words rang through Thranduil's mind over and over again yet in all this time he had done nothiing to seek out Legolas. He never told him he was proud of him. He never told him that the only reason that he was tough on him was because when he was growing up his father was alwayshard on him and it made him strong, nothing like this ever happened to him.
Legolas stared at the wall in front of him wishing he was elsewhere and away from the pity looks and everyone. He silently wished he would disappear. Am I really this weak? I wonder what brother would think of me right now if he could see me. Stay strong! He used to say everytime something bad happened. Lighten up! That would definetely be something else he would say. Between the two of them, Vandir was always happier than Legolas which of course he had the right to be. He had everything that Legolas truly wanted and the most precious thing that Legolas ever wanted; his father's love.
The silence became almost unbearable now as the two elders just stood there silently as if waiting for someone to talk, anyone. Thranduil then took this opportunity to reach out this son but only if he made Elrond leave. He gave Elrond a look that made this thought plain and clear. Elrond responded by nodding his head and slowly walking out the door.
Thranduil started walking closer to the bed then hesitantly place his arm on Legolas' shoulder. In response Legolas jerked to face him. They stared at each other longer and Legolas silently awaited for his father to start speaking.
"Legolas... I know I have not been the best father in the world to you but I am willing to try to understand you," he hesitated then stopped to see if he got a reaction.
Legolas stared at him in disbelief.
"Please say something," Thranduil pleaded slightly.
"It's too late," Legolas whispered as he looked down. For a second he just laid there then found that he could not take it much longer and slowly got up. He then started walking past his father, paused and looked at him then finally reached the door and began to open it.
"Legolas."
At this Legolas turned once more and looked at his father.
"Tell me what happened to you when you fainted."
"You want the truth?" Legolas said with slight anger in his voice.
Thranduil waited for Legolas to continue. The intensity began to build- up once more.
"I was thinking about Vandir. I was thinking about mom. I was thinking about how they died. There, father I told you what caused me to faint! I know what you are thinking. You think I am weak and you know what maybe you are right. Maybe I am not fit to be the prince, your heir. But do you want to know what I was mainly thinking about when I collapsed? I was thinking about how huge of a disappointment I must be to you."
At the last part Legolas began to fade off and for the first time Thranduil watched as Legolas' eyes went to the back of his head and began to collapse right in front of his eyes. Thranduil swiftly moved and catch his son before he hit the ground hard. He looked at him and for the first time since the death of his wife a tear went down his cheek. What have I done?
**************************************************************************** ********** A/N: What do you think? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Do you want to kill me? Tell me and that will probably be the only way that I will know what you truly think. So that means please review!!!!!
A/N: I'm am dreadfully sorry about not updating sooner but I have been busy and shall I say emotionally unstable. Also I have been having slight problems in coming up with an idea for this story that would satisfy me but I got it now! I will continue! Yay!
Chapter 14: Concerns, Intenal Pains
"Father."
The intensity that was within the room rose dramatically as the stare between father and son prolonged but neither of them looked away. Heat began to rise again in Legolas' body which gave him yet another headache. But this time instead of waiting for fatigue to come over him, he instead laid back down. Why is this happenning again?
Legolas then paused for a while and reminisced the time in which he had lost all control over his body and fainted. He remembered that day well and it all started the day he learned that his brother was killed. But that time he was at home and no one came to help him. Not a single servant came to knock on his door when he had not come to dinner. Not a single soul, which was a disappointing thought to know that no one cared enough to check up on him. But he let that time slide since he knew that everyone in the kingdom was mourning for Vandir since he was loved throughout his kingdom. He was their prince. Then soon after that everyone then began to realize that since Vandir wasn't around that they got stuck with him. I was always the one to disappoint everyone. I don't deserve to be prince. I don't deserve respect.
All these thoughts began to cloudy Legolas' vision and slowly he began to zone in and out. His pulse began to become irregular again and his breathing heavy.
"Legolas?" Elrond called out to him through the darkness that was beginning to take him again.
As if called back to life, Legolas' breathing became less heavy, and his vision clear. He then took up enough courage to look at them. He saw the deep concern in their eyes which he knew were expected. Afterall, I did faint. Now you have everyone staring at you and watching you; I mean seriously look what you did.
"Legolas, can you tell us why you fainted earlier this evening?" Elrond asked gently. Elrond waited for some form of response then got one when Legolas slowly shifted his body to look away from his elders. How are we going to get through to him?
Elrond then turned to Thranduil who stood there silently as if not knowing what to do. It was not as if Thranduil was a bad father, Elrond knew this but maybe he just needs a way to express his feelings. Well at least, a healthy way for Lord Elrond also knew that Thranduil, after the death of his other son and wife, had become increasingly harsh in every manner.
Thranduil stood there silently, not knowing what to do. Should I comfort him? Do I talk to him? What is there to say? All these questions raced through his mind and then one question hit him like lightning; Is it my fault? He glanced down at Legolas. I shouldn't be the one here to talk to him about these kind of things. All his life, Thranduil grew up in a family unable to show true emotion towards each other; after his family grew apart and he found and married his wife he had thought that he escaped the curse of his family, which was the unable to show affection. Unfortuantely it stayed with him and made itself known when death took his wife. Náwiel! Náwiel! How I miss you so! I wish with all my heart that you could be here to help our son! He needs you! I need you! Please, love help me find a way to help him since you are no longer with us in body!
**********FLASHBACK***************
"You know what, I do not think I would be able to ever understand that boy!" Thranduil exclaimed as started ranting about another episode that occured that evening involving Legolas.
"Have you talked to him about it, love?" a sweet gentle voice asked him from the bed.
"Náwiel, I have tried but it is no use," he answered as he looked at his wife. She was so beautiful, he thought silently as he savoured the moment and looked into her eyes. "He is hard to talk to, you know that."
"We all have our times but you can not just give up on him," Náwiel responded then smiled. "He is a good boy, Thranduil. Please give him credit for that."
He then took a moment and look at his wife for second.
"In meaning?" he wondered out loud.
"All I am saying is that you have been pretty hard on him lately and wish you would give him credit for something."
"I have gave him credit," he tried to explain but she just shook her head.
"Does he know that?"
*****************************************************END FLASHBACK***************
Those words rang through Thranduil's mind over and over again yet in all this time he had done nothiing to seek out Legolas. He never told him he was proud of him. He never told him that the only reason that he was tough on him was because when he was growing up his father was alwayshard on him and it made him strong, nothing like this ever happened to him.
Legolas stared at the wall in front of him wishing he was elsewhere and away from the pity looks and everyone. He silently wished he would disappear. Am I really this weak? I wonder what brother would think of me right now if he could see me. Stay strong! He used to say everytime something bad happened. Lighten up! That would definetely be something else he would say. Between the two of them, Vandir was always happier than Legolas which of course he had the right to be. He had everything that Legolas truly wanted and the most precious thing that Legolas ever wanted; his father's love.
The silence became almost unbearable now as the two elders just stood there silently as if waiting for someone to talk, anyone. Thranduil then took this opportunity to reach out this son but only if he made Elrond leave. He gave Elrond a look that made this thought plain and clear. Elrond responded by nodding his head and slowly walking out the door.
Thranduil started walking closer to the bed then hesitantly place his arm on Legolas' shoulder. In response Legolas jerked to face him. They stared at each other longer and Legolas silently awaited for his father to start speaking.
"Legolas... I know I have not been the best father in the world to you but I am willing to try to understand you," he hesitated then stopped to see if he got a reaction.
Legolas stared at him in disbelief.
"Please say something," Thranduil pleaded slightly.
"It's too late," Legolas whispered as he looked down. For a second he just laid there then found that he could not take it much longer and slowly got up. He then started walking past his father, paused and looked at him then finally reached the door and began to open it.
"Legolas."
At this Legolas turned once more and looked at his father.
"Tell me what happened to you when you fainted."
"You want the truth?" Legolas said with slight anger in his voice.
Thranduil waited for Legolas to continue. The intensity began to build- up once more.
"I was thinking about Vandir. I was thinking about mom. I was thinking about how they died. There, father I told you what caused me to faint! I know what you are thinking. You think I am weak and you know what maybe you are right. Maybe I am not fit to be the prince, your heir. But do you want to know what I was mainly thinking about when I collapsed? I was thinking about how huge of a disappointment I must be to you."
At the last part Legolas began to fade off and for the first time Thranduil watched as Legolas' eyes went to the back of his head and began to collapse right in front of his eyes. Thranduil swiftly moved and catch his son before he hit the ground hard. He looked at him and for the first time since the death of his wife a tear went down his cheek. What have I done?
**************************************************************************** ********** A/N: What do you think? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Do you want to kill me? Tell me and that will probably be the only way that I will know what you truly think. So that means please review!!!!!