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A/N Thanks for the reviews! It will probably get worse in this story before it gets better, poor Legolas.
Chapter Three
Hiding from within the closet Halafen and Legolas heard everything. Their father was yelling at his servants to come and help him with the crowd of angry prisoners that he was fighting. The King tried to keep them away from Legolas' room, mostly for the sake of his wife whom had loved the child more than pretty much anything.
"Get back you swine!" King Thranduil yelled, bashing two of the prisoners heads together.
The attack was abolished is a few quick minutes, but due to the fact Legolas was unconscious, Thranduil did not hurt him. He laid his son in his bed and stormed out of the room.
That child is on the literal edge of my sanity. He shall pay, if his sister isn't in the way. Thranduil thought, but he was not so good on fulfilling his thoughts, luckily for Legolas.
Halafen had stayed with Legolas the whole night. He had not awoken, due to more than her death grasp she had had on him. It was more the fact that she found on the end of her brother's ring finger, a small spider bite. It was evidently given by a poisonous spider, but she had done all she could.
Legolas stirred, opening his blue eyes and starring up at her. She stroked his hair and sat down on the bed next to him. Laying against her she found that the little Elf fell asleep too easily. Running her finger on the child's ear, she could see a small smile come onto his face. They both laughed.
Thranduil was sitting in his chambers fingering his sword. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't harm his child too much, but Legolas must pay, it was his fault, and Thranduil was not too happy with Legolas at that second.
He also thought about that surprise attack earlier that day. How did that happen? The prisoners could not have just opened the doors, they must have forced them out. With that Thranduil fell asleep.
Halafen resolved to stay with her sleeping brother that night, in case the King returned, ready to kill. The child was peaceful knowing that she was there beside him. She bent down and kissed his forehead, allowing him to again know she was there, and then turned her focus to the door.
Legolas opened his eyes to find himself in the middle of Mirkwood forest, before the Red Oak tree. He playfully began to climb, he had no control over what he did. He climbed and climbed, he reached almost a third up the tree before…
"Legolas! Legolas Greenleaf!" His mother's voice lifted over the forest.
"I'm here!" He responded.
His mother came to the foot of the tree, and screamed. "Get down from there! You'll fall!"
"No I won't Mother!" Legolas said at the exact moment he could feel himself slipping.
His reply wasn't enough to convince his mother. She began to climb, but Legolas began to slip even more. He was soon dangling by only his arms. Legolas fell his mother's arms wrap around his legs, pulling him down.
"Won't fall, eh?" She joked as soon as she had him safe in her arms. When they arrived at the ground she began to walk away, only to hear a cry of anguish. Turning she saw the child pointing to the top braches of the tree, to his cloak which had now settled.
She climbed again. When she reached the cloak she dropped it to the ground. Legolas caught it, and then looked up. He was smiling, and then, she fell, screaming to the ground. Legolas ran to get help before she reached the ground.
When he returned with his father and a few guards, she was still alive, but not for long. Thranduil ordered her to be taken to her room. Legolas held onto her hand, and she whispered, "I love you, but I pass on now." The clutch on his hand loosened, and she died.
Legolas woke up screaming.