Authors Note: Here's the last chapter. Thank you for all the good reviews, I hope you also like this one. I
corrected the mistakes in the last chapters, too.
Disclaimer: Only Ehir is mine, the other characters belong to Tolkien.
New Beginning
~Legolas~
I couldn't believe it!
He had promised me not to touch the damned wine again and now he had done it again.
I was so dissapointed.
Slowly I walked to the stables and sat down next to Anor.
"Hey boy." I said silently as I felt his warm breath on my neck.
Gently I stroke his beautiful head.
Unbidden tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed quietly.
"He's done it again, Anor." That was all I could manage to say.
The horse layed down next to me and snorted.
I smiled sadly through the tears. "Sometimes I think that you are the only one who understands me. I think we
will leave again, my friend. He will not even realize that I'm away. He will be happy with his wine." Again a quiet
sob escaped my lips.
As I finally stood up Anor did the same.
It seemed to me that he knew, that he had understood, that we had to leave.
I climbed on his back and fastly rode away, hoping that he wouldn't follow me again.
Two hours later I met a man who rode into the same direction as I did.
"Hello, young friend."
'Oh no!' I thought to myself. 'Another one who is drunk. That's what I need right now.'
The stranger looked at me carefully.
"Aren't you Legolas Greanleaf?"
I frowned a little. "How do you know me?"
"You are Thranduil's son." He laughed. "So he gave up the alcohol for you."
"I thought so, too." I answered bitterly. "But it was all a lie."
"I don't think so. About four hours ago I wanted to drink a little wine with him, but he refused." Again he laughed.
"That's why I poured it all over him."
I stopped my horse and looked at him in shock. "You did what?"
"I poured my wine over him for I was pretty annoyed."
That was why he had smelt like that.
I couldn't believe it, he had not been lying to me.
As fast as I could I turned Anor and rode back home.
As I arrived it was dark already.
But my father stood outside and seemed to be very worried.
"Father." I said quietly.
He quickly turned around and faced me.
"Legolas." Was all he whispered before he embraced me.
For a few moments he held me tight.
"Legolas, my son, I was so worried about you. Really, I didn't drink ..."
He wanted to say more but I interrupted him. "I know. I met the man who poured the wine over you."
I bowed my head.
"Legolas, what is it?"
I sighed. "I'm so sorry that I didn't trust you, that I didn't want to listen to you."
He gently caressed my cheek. "Don't think about it anymore, dearest. I'm so glad that you came back to me."
Again he held me tight.
I knew he would never hurt me again.
The End
(Please review once more)
corrected the mistakes in the last chapters, too.
Disclaimer: Only Ehir is mine, the other characters belong to Tolkien.
New Beginning
~Legolas~
I couldn't believe it!
He had promised me not to touch the damned wine again and now he had done it again.
I was so dissapointed.
Slowly I walked to the stables and sat down next to Anor.
"Hey boy." I said silently as I felt his warm breath on my neck.
Gently I stroke his beautiful head.
Unbidden tears ran down my cheeks as I sobbed quietly.
"He's done it again, Anor." That was all I could manage to say.
The horse layed down next to me and snorted.
I smiled sadly through the tears. "Sometimes I think that you are the only one who understands me. I think we
will leave again, my friend. He will not even realize that I'm away. He will be happy with his wine." Again a quiet
sob escaped my lips.
As I finally stood up Anor did the same.
It seemed to me that he knew, that he had understood, that we had to leave.
I climbed on his back and fastly rode away, hoping that he wouldn't follow me again.
Two hours later I met a man who rode into the same direction as I did.
"Hello, young friend."
'Oh no!' I thought to myself. 'Another one who is drunk. That's what I need right now.'
The stranger looked at me carefully.
"Aren't you Legolas Greanleaf?"
I frowned a little. "How do you know me?"
"You are Thranduil's son." He laughed. "So he gave up the alcohol for you."
"I thought so, too." I answered bitterly. "But it was all a lie."
"I don't think so. About four hours ago I wanted to drink a little wine with him, but he refused." Again he laughed.
"That's why I poured it all over him."
I stopped my horse and looked at him in shock. "You did what?"
"I poured my wine over him for I was pretty annoyed."
That was why he had smelt like that.
I couldn't believe it, he had not been lying to me.
As fast as I could I turned Anor and rode back home.
As I arrived it was dark already.
But my father stood outside and seemed to be very worried.
"Father." I said quietly.
He quickly turned around and faced me.
"Legolas." Was all he whispered before he embraced me.
For a few moments he held me tight.
"Legolas, my son, I was so worried about you. Really, I didn't drink ..."
He wanted to say more but I interrupted him. "I know. I met the man who poured the wine over you."
I bowed my head.
"Legolas, what is it?"
I sighed. "I'm so sorry that I didn't trust you, that I didn't want to listen to you."
He gently caressed my cheek. "Don't think about it anymore, dearest. I'm so glad that you came back to me."
Again he held me tight.
I knew he would never hurt me again.
The End
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