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A/N The worst is over, for this story, that is. The sequel will have some more Elf angst. This part is pretty good. This will be one of the last chapters. Do not fear. The sequel will be called 'Behind a King's back'.
She screamed, Legolas was in front of her, bleeding terribly. She picked him up, and began to yank him across the ground. A screamed in anguish. Legolas was going to die soon, that was visible. He screamed again. She picked him up and began to carry him draped over her shoulders.
"Shhh." Halafen whispered to Legolas as he moaned. She laid a soft, wet cloth across his forehead, trying to save him.
He screamed even louder. Cayle, Tolorto , and Grimale, whom had just gotten back from hunting, would surly her his cries from downstairs, but would they care, noooooo.
"Quiet little Elf!" Halafen hissed. Legolas gave her a strange look.
He settled back into his bed, and fell asleep.
Halafen had no more worries about Legolas, and so she left, which would probably be a mistake.
Thranduil sat in his room, thinking over the events of that week. Truth is, Thranduil DID love Legolas, somewhere in his heart. Why not? He was the rightful father. Thranduil had been going through the part of 'Anger' on the After-death-how-people-feel thing. He had brought it out on the most vulnerable person he knew, Legolas.
Thranduil, whom was finally out of his wacky hangover, decided he needed to talk to Legolas, whom he had been informed was in the palace.
He got up and headed for the ivy colored door.
Legolas felt a hand laid on his forehead, and he awakened from dreamland. His father stood above him, and for the first time in a few weeks, looked onto him with compassion.
"I'm sorry that I've hurt you. You did nothing wrong." Thranduil ran his hand over his son's soft cheek.
"No. It is all my fault. I'm not as innocent as you think I am. No one is." Legolas felt tears run down his cheeks, and his father wiping them away.
"Legolas, do you even know what 'innocence' is?" Legolas gave him an even stranger look than what he had given his sister. "Innocence, true innocence, does not always mean you are not guilty of a crime, it can also mean that you are a perfect being. Innocence can be seen through some people, like you. Also, it can mean that you were part of an accident, but that isn't anyone's fault."
"But it's my fault Mother fell."
"No Legolas, it isn't. It was an accident. It does not really matter, it was no one's fault."
"I'm sorry." Legolas began to cry again, Thranduil held him in a hug.
"For what?"
Legolas was quiet. He didn't know how to tell him.
"You are perfectly innocent."
"I love you, Father."
"As I do you."
THE END {FOR NOW! MWHAHAHAHAHA!}
A/N Sorry you Elf lovers for that little part in the last chapter. So, that's the story! Hope you enjoyed it. I'm now going to start on "Behind a King's back" and a different composure called "The blamed", which is a one chapter thing. Thanks for the reviews!
A/N The worst is over, for this story, that is. The sequel will have some more Elf angst. This part is pretty good. This will be one of the last chapters. Do not fear. The sequel will be called 'Behind a King's back'.
She screamed, Legolas was in front of her, bleeding terribly. She picked him up, and began to yank him across the ground. A screamed in anguish. Legolas was going to die soon, that was visible. He screamed again. She picked him up and began to carry him draped over her shoulders.
"Shhh." Halafen whispered to Legolas as he moaned. She laid a soft, wet cloth across his forehead, trying to save him.
He screamed even louder. Cayle, Tolorto , and Grimale, whom had just gotten back from hunting, would surly her his cries from downstairs, but would they care, noooooo.
"Quiet little Elf!" Halafen hissed. Legolas gave her a strange look.
He settled back into his bed, and fell asleep.
Halafen had no more worries about Legolas, and so she left, which would probably be a mistake.
Thranduil sat in his room, thinking over the events of that week. Truth is, Thranduil DID love Legolas, somewhere in his heart. Why not? He was the rightful father. Thranduil had been going through the part of 'Anger' on the After-death-how-people-feel thing. He had brought it out on the most vulnerable person he knew, Legolas.
Thranduil, whom was finally out of his wacky hangover, decided he needed to talk to Legolas, whom he had been informed was in the palace.
He got up and headed for the ivy colored door.
Legolas felt a hand laid on his forehead, and he awakened from dreamland. His father stood above him, and for the first time in a few weeks, looked onto him with compassion.
"I'm sorry that I've hurt you. You did nothing wrong." Thranduil ran his hand over his son's soft cheek.
"No. It is all my fault. I'm not as innocent as you think I am. No one is." Legolas felt tears run down his cheeks, and his father wiping them away.
"Legolas, do you even know what 'innocence' is?" Legolas gave him an even stranger look than what he had given his sister. "Innocence, true innocence, does not always mean you are not guilty of a crime, it can also mean that you are a perfect being. Innocence can be seen through some people, like you. Also, it can mean that you were part of an accident, but that isn't anyone's fault."
"But it's my fault Mother fell."
"No Legolas, it isn't. It was an accident. It does not really matter, it was no one's fault."
"I'm sorry." Legolas began to cry again, Thranduil held him in a hug.
"For what?"
Legolas was quiet. He didn't know how to tell him.
"You are perfectly innocent."
"I love you, Father."
"As I do you."
THE END {FOR NOW! MWHAHAHAHAHA!}
A/N Sorry you Elf lovers for that little part in the last chapter. So, that's the story! Hope you enjoyed it. I'm now going to start on "Behind a King's back" and a different composure called "The blamed", which is a one chapter thing. Thanks for the reviews!