-Hello dear readers! I present to you a little sneak peek of my next LOTR story. I hope to hear from you when I start posting again!-
It was not very long after the boy had finished his dinner when the doors to the Healing Halls opened. Thranduil silently swept into the room, but he was not alone. "Good evening." Thranduil greeted before he made his way to the bed Legolas lay upon. Legolas wearily watched the elf, even if the curiosity started to blossom in his chest. Would it be true that the tall elf would be his father? Before he had more time to think about it, there was a smaller version of the tall elf that climbed on the foot end of the bed.
"Suilad, I am Thalion!" The child cheerfully chirped.
"Suilad?" Legolas softly replied, not quite sure about the whole appearance of the other child. Thranduil sat down on the edge of the bed as well, before he placed something on Legolas' lap.
"I have come to keep my promise I made earlier today." Thranduil explained as he gestured to the leather-bound book he had placed on the child's lap.
"That is my storybook. Ada thought it was a good idea that you also could pick out the story you wanted." Thalion explained as he reached for the book and opened it. "My favourite story is about the little fawn that lost his naneth, but found friends that helped him looking for his nana." Thalion chatted while he flipped to the pages of the book until he came upon the colourful picture of a small fawn with a rabbit and several birds.
"I think it would be a good idea to let Legolas pick out the story he likes to hear." Thranduil gently said as he took the book and placed it back on Legolas' lap. Legolas looked from the other boy to the big elf and back. Would they really want him to pick out a story?
"I want to hear the story of the fawn." Legolas said after a while, having no idea about all the stories he could pick from.
"Then you are lucky, Thalion." Thranduil said he picked up the leather-bound book and sat down against the headboard of the bed. He held the book so that Legolas was able to watch all the pictures. Thalion crawled up to the other side of Legolas so he also could watch the pictures. "Once upon a time there was a small fawn. It lived in a very big forest with many more animals…" Thranduil spoke softly to the two elfings and smiled to himself when the small elfling next to him yawned. "I think it is time for two elflings to go to sleep." Thranduil said when he finished the story.
"I want another story." Thalion said. "I am not sleepy yet."
"Your little brother is." Thranduil softly said as he closed the book and put it upon the nightstand. "Losto mae, iôn-nín." Thranduil whispered as he gently tucked the quilt around Legolas' shoulders. Legolas looked up, looking rather sleepily.
"Thank you." The boy whispered back before his eyes glazed over into elvish sleep.
"Let's get you to bed as well." Thranduil gently spoke as he held his hand out for Thalion to take. Thalion carefully slid from the bed before he joined his father's side.
"Do I get another story?" Thalion eagerly asked as he trotted up his father's side.
"Not today, iôn-nín." Thranduil softly said as they both walked into the royal quarters. "Go and get dressed for bed. I will be there shortly to tuck you in."
"Ma ada." Thalion replied as he hurried over to his own room to dress for bed. Thranduil shed his heavy robe before he walked back to Thalion's room. With a little smile, he watched as Thalion pulled the nightgown over his head, before he practically dove into his bed. "You are here already?" Thalion chirped when he noticed his father lingering at the door.
"Time to go to sleep, little chipmunk." Thranduil replied before he stepped into the room, careful to avoid the toys that scattered the floor.
"I am no chipmunk." Thalion giggled. "I like strawberries, no nuts."
"At least you are my little warrior." Thranduil softly said as he fluffed the pillow, before pulling up the quilt to tuck his son in.
"Without fear." Thalion replied after he yawned.
"A very sleepy one." Thranduil bent down and gently kissed his son's brow. "Now go and slay some dragons in your dreams for me."
"Ma ada." Thalion snuggled into his pillows and blankets, and was soon lost into the realm of dreams.
"Losto mae, iôn-nín." Thranduil whispered before he softly closed the door behind him.