Authors Note: Sorry I used 'whine' and not 'wine'. This time I'll make it better.

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, they belong to J. R. R. Tolkien.

I didn't want to hurt you.

~Thranduil~

When I woke up the next morning the first thing I wanted to do is taking my bottle.
Just like every morning.
But now, that I was sober, I remembered my son's face when we argued the day before.
He had seemed so disappointed.
I wanted to drink my wine, once again forget all my sorrows.
In my mind I could hear Legolas' voice: "The only thing you care about is your wine!"
I sighed.
He didn't deserve a father like me.
The alcohol had destroyed the relationship to my son.
I had even beaten him!
How could he ever forgive me?
When my beloved wife had died I had turned to the wine to forget my pain.
But I had also forgotton my son.
And that was the biggest mistake in my life.
I had to apologize!
Even if I had no right to ask for his forgiveness.
Slowly I stood up.
It was such a strange feeling.
Yes, it hurt, but I was the king of Mirkwood!
Wasn't I able to live without beeing drunk every day?
Wasn't I able to be there for my own son?
I knew it would kill me if he would really leave Mirkwood forever.
I needed him.

To be continued

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