Chapter 13
"Legolas." King Thranduil's fatherly tone echoed throughout the strange Valley. His voice seemed all too loud to Legolas and he felt as if the silence of the night had been broken. He closed his eyes and waited for the lecture that he knew would come.
"What is your relationship with the young servant? For it seems all too passionate to be a simple friendship."
"Father, she is a close friend of mine. I told you that."
"A close friend indeed! I've been keeping an eye on you, son. I see the look on your face when she's near. Did you think I was ignorant enough not to notice?"
"No, father."
"Then why is it that you deny my statement? You cannot truly believe your feelings toward this maiden remain innocent, do you?"
"No, father."
"Then tell me why you deny it!"
Legolas jerked his head up and gave his father a pained, angry look.
"So what if I care for her? What are you to do about it? Ban me from her presence? I know you will never let me love her. All you would do is tell me, "She is not worthy", and force me to keep distance."
"It is true, she is not. She's a servant."
"Oh, yes! A servant! So a wretch she must be to own such a rank." His voice thick with sarcasm. "Forgive me my Lord for favoring her."
"Do not speak to me in such a disrespectful manner, boy."
"Then hear me out! So she is a servant? She is as loyal and fair as any brainless royal maiden you throw my way!"
"That is enough, Legolas! Your tone is most unappreciated. Go to bed. That girl has caused enough problems already. You are forbidden to speak with her until I find out what to do with the both of you."
"I knew it. I knew you would prevent me from speaking with her. What does keeping me from seeing her do for you, father? What does it solve? Maybe I will finally learn whatever lesson it is you are trying to teach me."
"Hold your tongue! I do not wish to punish you. Especially at your age. But I will if I must. Now go to bed! I will hear no more from you tonight."
Throwing his hands up, he stormed away to a tree he has chosen as a resting place. There he sat down with a huff and looked angrily back in the direction his father was. Cursing under his breath, he pulled the covers over him. Closing his eyes, he swore to himself one thing.
That he would do whatever it takes to make things work with Lorelein. Even if it meant defying his father.
"Legolas." King Thranduil's fatherly tone echoed throughout the strange Valley. His voice seemed all too loud to Legolas and he felt as if the silence of the night had been broken. He closed his eyes and waited for the lecture that he knew would come.
"What is your relationship with the young servant? For it seems all too passionate to be a simple friendship."
"Father, she is a close friend of mine. I told you that."
"A close friend indeed! I've been keeping an eye on you, son. I see the look on your face when she's near. Did you think I was ignorant enough not to notice?"
"No, father."
"Then why is it that you deny my statement? You cannot truly believe your feelings toward this maiden remain innocent, do you?"
"No, father."
"Then tell me why you deny it!"
Legolas jerked his head up and gave his father a pained, angry look.
"So what if I care for her? What are you to do about it? Ban me from her presence? I know you will never let me love her. All you would do is tell me, "She is not worthy", and force me to keep distance."
"It is true, she is not. She's a servant."
"Oh, yes! A servant! So a wretch she must be to own such a rank." His voice thick with sarcasm. "Forgive me my Lord for favoring her."
"Do not speak to me in such a disrespectful manner, boy."
"Then hear me out! So she is a servant? She is as loyal and fair as any brainless royal maiden you throw my way!"
"That is enough, Legolas! Your tone is most unappreciated. Go to bed. That girl has caused enough problems already. You are forbidden to speak with her until I find out what to do with the both of you."
"I knew it. I knew you would prevent me from speaking with her. What does keeping me from seeing her do for you, father? What does it solve? Maybe I will finally learn whatever lesson it is you are trying to teach me."
"Hold your tongue! I do not wish to punish you. Especially at your age. But I will if I must. Now go to bed! I will hear no more from you tonight."
Throwing his hands up, he stormed away to a tree he has chosen as a resting place. There he sat down with a huff and looked angrily back in the direction his father was. Cursing under his breath, he pulled the covers over him. Closing his eyes, he swore to himself one thing.
That he would do whatever it takes to make things work with Lorelein. Even if it meant defying his father.