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Chapter Thirteen
Legolas ran into the woods, followed quickly by Elladan and Elrohir. There was one place, a clearing that was composed of birch trees. Tylendal always went there, and he would more than likely be there now.
"What do you think is bothering Tylendal?" Elrohir said as he jogged alongside Legolas. The Elven prince shrugged.
"I'm not sure. I just don't understand why he would close himself off from the rest of us." Legolas answered.
"I think I do." Elladan said softly. The other two stopped and turned to look at him.
"You do?" Legolas asked, surprised.
"Well? What is it?" Elrohir asked. Elladan looked at his two friends, before focusing on Legolas. The eldest son of Elrond did not know very much about Tylendal, but he thought he might know what was wrong.
"Legolas, where is Tylendal's father or mother?" Elladan asked in reply. Legolas frowned slightly, wondering why this was important. Then suddenly he realized the reason for Tylendal's sudden depression.
"They're dead. Killed by orcs while he was young. I didn't think it would do this to him! Oh, he must feel horrible. We have to find him, come on!" Legolas took off. Suddenly it all made sense. Tylendal would naturally feel left out while Legolas and the twins were reuniting with their fathers.
~*~*~*
Tylendal watched as the three ran through the forest, calling his name. He shook his head. Why can't they leave him alone?
"Tylendal, we know you're here somewhere!" Elladan yelled. He and Elrohir scoured the area for a clue to the other Elf's whereabouts. Tylendal turned his head and began to walk.
A hand grabbed his shoulder, holding him still. Tylendal knew who it was. While he had been watching the Elven twins, Legolas had gone straight to the old birch he knew Tylendal went when he wished to be alone.
"Tylendal, look at me." Tylendal did not. He stared at the branch between his feet, silver bark with darker stripes, and the foliage that spotted his view of the ground fifteen feet below.
"Tylendal, we know what is bothering you." Legolas said. Tylendal stiffened slightly, but made no move. Legolas continued speaking. "What a friend I am not to have noticed! Only Elladan had figured it out."
Legolas turned Tylendal so that they were face to face. "Just because you have no family is no reason for you to vanish. I'm your family. We're your family. Me and my father."
Tylendal looked at him as if he was crazy. "The King? Doubt that I do. His majesty could care little about me, to the extent of being your friend."
Legolas shook his head vehemently. "That is not true! Father had been worried for us, and he was so glad to see us! You disappeared before he could tell you so." Legolas hoped that was true, but he could think of nothing else to say.
Tylendal snorted and leaned back against the trunk. Elladan and Elrohir were below them, watching.
Legolas shook his head at Tylendal's scoffing. "Please Tylendal, I can't bear to see you like this. Lord Glorfindel and Haldir are worried. Even my father was worried when they informed him!" Legolas said, trying to get his friend to see sense.
Tylendal looked up and finally met the Elven prince's gaze. His hazel eyes were dark and rimmed with tears. He shook his head, picking a leaf that was a dark green with a silver sheen to it. He fiddled with it, lowering his eyes again.
Legolas shook his head again, and shook the other Elf's shoulders slightly, regaining his attention.
"You may not believe it. You don't have to, I guess. But please stop going off like this, stop ignoring us!" he pleaded. Tylendal looked at him again, and on an impulse Legolas drew him into an embrace.
Legolas felt Tylendal stiffen slightly, but soon he relaxed and his slender form began to tremble. Legolas pulled back, and was not very shocked to see Tylendal crying. He continued to comfort his friend, trying very hard not to start sobbing himself.
Two pairs of comforting hands helped them, as Elladan and Elrohir joined them in the tree.
"Even if you have no one else, we'll always be here."
~*~*~*
"Come now, we must finish our business with Glorfindel." Elladan whispered as they moved back towards the palace. Snow was falling heavily around them. Tylendal had finally pushed past the grief and loss that had been eating him, believing in his friends to be there always.
"Yes. And Haldir after that." Legolas was quick to add.
"Why not both?" Tylendal added absently, watching the large snowflakes drift down.
"Now there is an idea! Both of them at once! What a joy that would be!" Elrohir exclaimed. "We can bring all the parts of the prank out, set it up again, and with Tylendal's help, we can get both!"
"Snow can be used, can it not?" Tylendal said. Legolas had told him of the snowball at Haldir, and that had given him an idea.
"Well, yes. But what would we use snow for?" Legolas asked. Tylendal grinned. What better way is there to relieve depression than to prank someone? And he had some mighty good ideas.
~*~*~*
"I am seriously worried about Tylendal. He had always been quiet, but never had he been so solitary as this!" Haldir said to the Noldor Elf walking beside him.
Glorfindel nodded. "I have not known him long, but he had seemed that way from the times I have seen him, and...look out!"
~*~*~*
Thranduil walked with a light heart into the palace. And was greeted with a shock.
Snow was falling all around. Someone had gone through and opened all the windows, allowing the fierce wind to drive the snow into the corridors. Elves walked through it, not bothered with the cold, only distracted and a bit amused.
Legolas. And his friends. What a surprise this is! The Elf king walked into the throne room, only to encounter Haldir and Glorfindel, both covered in snow. The white flakes drifted about this room as well.
A guard watched from beside the throne. So did a snowman. Thranduil choked back his laughter, and saw a similar sparkle in the guard's eyes. The snowman stood tall, stick arms at its side, at attention. Perfectly mimicking the guard's posture.
Thranduil cast a curious eye at the guard, who mouthed the answer to the silent question.
"The Prince, the sons of Elrond, and Tylendal." The guard whispered, grinning for a moment before becoming silent and stoic once more. Thranduil snorted in amusement. Those four were going around again. And what an ingenious thought to make it snow inside!
Haldir made his way through the snow to confront Thranduil.
"Your Majesty! Look what your son did now! Where is Lord Elrond? I wish a word with him too!" The Lothlorien Elf raged.
"About what, precisely?"
Haldir turned to see Elrond striding towards him, taking in the scene with sparkling eyes.
"Your sons, and the prince, are running around opening windows to let the snow in! And they dumped a bucket of watered down snow onto me and the Lord Glorfindel!" He raged.
"Indeed?" Elrond mused, winking slyly at Thranduil.
Thranduil grinned. "Children will be children." Haldir turned a baleful eye at him, before storming out of the throne room. Glorfindel realized he was not going to get any more help or sympathy than Haldir, and left as well to clean himself up.
As soon as they were both gone, Elrond and Thranduil laughed.
"That must have been cold, having that slush dumped on them."
"Yes, but very ingenious."
"I like this snowman."
They both laughed again, turning and taking their leave of the white throne room.
"Oh, we better close the windows. Wouldn't want the entire palace snowed in."
~*~*~*
Can you tell I'm all ready for winter? Lol. This one was short as well.
Thanks to all reviewers!
Emerald Pheonix2: Thanks for your review! You don't need to worry too much; I wouldn't kill him!
Alida Fruit: Lol! Thanks for your review!
Elvendancer: Thanks a lot! Hope you like this chapter!
Van E: I might have to consider that, about Tylendal? And yes, the age of Elves is always confusing to me.
Coolio02: Yes, Haldir is getting a lot of attention, lol! Tylendal is being pitied by a lot of people; I must be doing something cruel, hey? Lol!
Chapter Thirteen
Legolas ran into the woods, followed quickly by Elladan and Elrohir. There was one place, a clearing that was composed of birch trees. Tylendal always went there, and he would more than likely be there now.
"What do you think is bothering Tylendal?" Elrohir said as he jogged alongside Legolas. The Elven prince shrugged.
"I'm not sure. I just don't understand why he would close himself off from the rest of us." Legolas answered.
"I think I do." Elladan said softly. The other two stopped and turned to look at him.
"You do?" Legolas asked, surprised.
"Well? What is it?" Elrohir asked. Elladan looked at his two friends, before focusing on Legolas. The eldest son of Elrond did not know very much about Tylendal, but he thought he might know what was wrong.
"Legolas, where is Tylendal's father or mother?" Elladan asked in reply. Legolas frowned slightly, wondering why this was important. Then suddenly he realized the reason for Tylendal's sudden depression.
"They're dead. Killed by orcs while he was young. I didn't think it would do this to him! Oh, he must feel horrible. We have to find him, come on!" Legolas took off. Suddenly it all made sense. Tylendal would naturally feel left out while Legolas and the twins were reuniting with their fathers.
~*~*~*
Tylendal watched as the three ran through the forest, calling his name. He shook his head. Why can't they leave him alone?
"Tylendal, we know you're here somewhere!" Elladan yelled. He and Elrohir scoured the area for a clue to the other Elf's whereabouts. Tylendal turned his head and began to walk.
A hand grabbed his shoulder, holding him still. Tylendal knew who it was. While he had been watching the Elven twins, Legolas had gone straight to the old birch he knew Tylendal went when he wished to be alone.
"Tylendal, look at me." Tylendal did not. He stared at the branch between his feet, silver bark with darker stripes, and the foliage that spotted his view of the ground fifteen feet below.
"Tylendal, we know what is bothering you." Legolas said. Tylendal stiffened slightly, but made no move. Legolas continued speaking. "What a friend I am not to have noticed! Only Elladan had figured it out."
Legolas turned Tylendal so that they were face to face. "Just because you have no family is no reason for you to vanish. I'm your family. We're your family. Me and my father."
Tylendal looked at him as if he was crazy. "The King? Doubt that I do. His majesty could care little about me, to the extent of being your friend."
Legolas shook his head vehemently. "That is not true! Father had been worried for us, and he was so glad to see us! You disappeared before he could tell you so." Legolas hoped that was true, but he could think of nothing else to say.
Tylendal snorted and leaned back against the trunk. Elladan and Elrohir were below them, watching.
Legolas shook his head at Tylendal's scoffing. "Please Tylendal, I can't bear to see you like this. Lord Glorfindel and Haldir are worried. Even my father was worried when they informed him!" Legolas said, trying to get his friend to see sense.
Tylendal looked up and finally met the Elven prince's gaze. His hazel eyes were dark and rimmed with tears. He shook his head, picking a leaf that was a dark green with a silver sheen to it. He fiddled with it, lowering his eyes again.
Legolas shook his head again, and shook the other Elf's shoulders slightly, regaining his attention.
"You may not believe it. You don't have to, I guess. But please stop going off like this, stop ignoring us!" he pleaded. Tylendal looked at him again, and on an impulse Legolas drew him into an embrace.
Legolas felt Tylendal stiffen slightly, but soon he relaxed and his slender form began to tremble. Legolas pulled back, and was not very shocked to see Tylendal crying. He continued to comfort his friend, trying very hard not to start sobbing himself.
Two pairs of comforting hands helped them, as Elladan and Elrohir joined them in the tree.
"Even if you have no one else, we'll always be here."
~*~*~*
"Come now, we must finish our business with Glorfindel." Elladan whispered as they moved back towards the palace. Snow was falling heavily around them. Tylendal had finally pushed past the grief and loss that had been eating him, believing in his friends to be there always.
"Yes. And Haldir after that." Legolas was quick to add.
"Why not both?" Tylendal added absently, watching the large snowflakes drift down.
"Now there is an idea! Both of them at once! What a joy that would be!" Elrohir exclaimed. "We can bring all the parts of the prank out, set it up again, and with Tylendal's help, we can get both!"
"Snow can be used, can it not?" Tylendal said. Legolas had told him of the snowball at Haldir, and that had given him an idea.
"Well, yes. But what would we use snow for?" Legolas asked. Tylendal grinned. What better way is there to relieve depression than to prank someone? And he had some mighty good ideas.
~*~*~*
"I am seriously worried about Tylendal. He had always been quiet, but never had he been so solitary as this!" Haldir said to the Noldor Elf walking beside him.
Glorfindel nodded. "I have not known him long, but he had seemed that way from the times I have seen him, and...look out!"
~*~*~*
Thranduil walked with a light heart into the palace. And was greeted with a shock.
Snow was falling all around. Someone had gone through and opened all the windows, allowing the fierce wind to drive the snow into the corridors. Elves walked through it, not bothered with the cold, only distracted and a bit amused.
Legolas. And his friends. What a surprise this is! The Elf king walked into the throne room, only to encounter Haldir and Glorfindel, both covered in snow. The white flakes drifted about this room as well.
A guard watched from beside the throne. So did a snowman. Thranduil choked back his laughter, and saw a similar sparkle in the guard's eyes. The snowman stood tall, stick arms at its side, at attention. Perfectly mimicking the guard's posture.
Thranduil cast a curious eye at the guard, who mouthed the answer to the silent question.
"The Prince, the sons of Elrond, and Tylendal." The guard whispered, grinning for a moment before becoming silent and stoic once more. Thranduil snorted in amusement. Those four were going around again. And what an ingenious thought to make it snow inside!
Haldir made his way through the snow to confront Thranduil.
"Your Majesty! Look what your son did now! Where is Lord Elrond? I wish a word with him too!" The Lothlorien Elf raged.
"About what, precisely?"
Haldir turned to see Elrond striding towards him, taking in the scene with sparkling eyes.
"Your sons, and the prince, are running around opening windows to let the snow in! And they dumped a bucket of watered down snow onto me and the Lord Glorfindel!" He raged.
"Indeed?" Elrond mused, winking slyly at Thranduil.
Thranduil grinned. "Children will be children." Haldir turned a baleful eye at him, before storming out of the throne room. Glorfindel realized he was not going to get any more help or sympathy than Haldir, and left as well to clean himself up.
As soon as they were both gone, Elrond and Thranduil laughed.
"That must have been cold, having that slush dumped on them."
"Yes, but very ingenious."
"I like this snowman."
They both laughed again, turning and taking their leave of the white throne room.
"Oh, we better close the windows. Wouldn't want the entire palace snowed in."
~*~*~*
Can you tell I'm all ready for winter? Lol. This one was short as well.
Thanks to all reviewers!
Emerald Pheonix2: Thanks for your review! You don't need to worry too much; I wouldn't kill him!
Alida Fruit: Lol! Thanks for your review!
Elvendancer: Thanks a lot! Hope you like this chapter!
Van E: I might have to consider that, about Tylendal? And yes, the age of Elves is always confusing to me.
Coolio02: Yes, Haldir is getting a lot of attention, lol! Tylendal is being pitied by a lot of people; I must be doing something cruel, hey? Lol!