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Comfort
~Glorfindel~
As Legolas sat down on the breakfast table I watched him silently.
First I had not been to happy that Elrond wanted me to practise with him.
'I am not a babysitter!' I had said.
But now that I saw Legolas I slowly changed my mind. He was very handsome and also seemed to be pretty
clever. Even so he was still young he was very mature. When he talked to Elrond I would have thought that he
was at least a few hundred years old.
I had to admit that I was pretty impressed.
After the breakfast Elrond looked at me. "Thranduil and I have many things to talk about. Would you please show
Legolas around?"
"Sure." I said. As the two Elven Lords had left I turned to the younger Elf. "Come with me, Legolas. I'll show you
the beauty of Imladris."
He smiled and nodded.
As we walked through the bright rooms I could see how much he liked it, and he even told me so as I asked him.
Finally we reached the garden and I pointed at the training place. "And there I will teach you how to improve
your skills in sword fighting and how to use a bow. Did you ever use a bow?" I asked because I knew that King
Thranduil was a master in sword fighting. But he didn't like the bow very much.
"Very seldom. My father prefers the sword."
So I had been right.
"I didn't know that you would teach me everything." He said.
"Sometimes Lord Elrond will practise with you to see your advances. I hope that's alright for you."
"Of course. I was only surprised." He sighed a little and looked to the ground. "I hope I won't dissapoint him or my
father."
I smiled gently. I could understand him. Of course he wanted to make his father proud. I spoke a few words of
comfort and told him that we would begin next week.
Then his father would be gone already.
Two days later King Thranduil said that he would leave after the breakfast.
I didn't miss the sad look in Legolas' eyes. But he tried to hide it.
Every day I got to know him better and I really liked him. He would be a great warrior and could be hard headed
at times. But he was also very sensible even so he tried not to show too much of it.
Still he seemed to be much older than he truly was and I really enjoyed the conversations we had. Most of the
young Elves in Legolas' age were still so childish. I didn't really come along with them. But Legolas was so
different.
After the breakfast he was alone with his father for about an hour and then they came back again.
As we walked out into the courtyard King Thranduil's horse had already been saddled.
The father embraced his son gently. "Listen to what Lord Elrond and Lord Glorfindel tell you." He smiled warmly
so Legolas could see that the next words weren't serious. "Don't bring shame upon me."
"Don't worry, I won't." He answered silently.
The king of Mirkwood nodded. "I know. I will visit you in six months."
"Alright."
Then he said goodbye to Elrond and me before he mounted his horse.
As he rode away it was obvious that Legolas had to fight back his tears.
He looked at us. "Excuse me, please."
We both nodded.
Then he slowly walked away and entered the beautiful, peaceful gardens of Imladris. I could tell that he wanted
to be alone for a while.
In the evening Elrond came to me. "Would you please tell Legolas that dinner will be ready in a few minutes?"
I nodded. "Of course."
"And Glorfindel?"
I turned around once more. "Yes?"
"You two seem to like each other."
"Yes, he's a nice young Elf."
He smiled. "Could you care for him a little? It's the first time at all that he's parted from his father and his home for
so long."
"Of course." I smiled at my old friend. " I would have done that anyway."
As I entered the gardens he sat in the soft grass near the small lake and watched the fishes.
I walked over to him and sat down next to him. "Hey, young one."
He jumped slightly for he hadn't realized that I was there. "I'm sorry, Glorfindel. I didn't hear you." He said silently.
"It's alright. How do you feel?"
"I'm fine." The look on his face told me that he had lied.
"You don't have to be ashamed to miss your father or your home." I gently touched his shoulder. "It's always
hard to be away for the first time."
He sighed. "I must seem like a baby to you."
"Of course not! I really can understand you. Do you think I liked it when I was away for the first time?"
He smiled a little but didn't say a word.
"What is it?" I finally ask.
"That's exactly what my father said, too."
I laughed. "You see? It's always hard for anyone." I stood up. "Are you hungry?"
Legolas nodded. "Yes."
"Very well. Elrond is waiting for us." I gently touched his shoulder. "I'm always there for you, Legolas. Come to
me if you need to talk."
He smiled beautifully. "Thank you."
To be continued
Disclaimer: The characters all belong to Tolkien.
Comfort
~Glorfindel~
As Legolas sat down on the breakfast table I watched him silently.
First I had not been to happy that Elrond wanted me to practise with him.
'I am not a babysitter!' I had said.
But now that I saw Legolas I slowly changed my mind. He was very handsome and also seemed to be pretty
clever. Even so he was still young he was very mature. When he talked to Elrond I would have thought that he
was at least a few hundred years old.
I had to admit that I was pretty impressed.
After the breakfast Elrond looked at me. "Thranduil and I have many things to talk about. Would you please show
Legolas around?"
"Sure." I said. As the two Elven Lords had left I turned to the younger Elf. "Come with me, Legolas. I'll show you
the beauty of Imladris."
He smiled and nodded.
As we walked through the bright rooms I could see how much he liked it, and he even told me so as I asked him.
Finally we reached the garden and I pointed at the training place. "And there I will teach you how to improve
your skills in sword fighting and how to use a bow. Did you ever use a bow?" I asked because I knew that King
Thranduil was a master in sword fighting. But he didn't like the bow very much.
"Very seldom. My father prefers the sword."
So I had been right.
"I didn't know that you would teach me everything." He said.
"Sometimes Lord Elrond will practise with you to see your advances. I hope that's alright for you."
"Of course. I was only surprised." He sighed a little and looked to the ground. "I hope I won't dissapoint him or my
father."
I smiled gently. I could understand him. Of course he wanted to make his father proud. I spoke a few words of
comfort and told him that we would begin next week.
Then his father would be gone already.
Two days later King Thranduil said that he would leave after the breakfast.
I didn't miss the sad look in Legolas' eyes. But he tried to hide it.
Every day I got to know him better and I really liked him. He would be a great warrior and could be hard headed
at times. But he was also very sensible even so he tried not to show too much of it.
Still he seemed to be much older than he truly was and I really enjoyed the conversations we had. Most of the
young Elves in Legolas' age were still so childish. I didn't really come along with them. But Legolas was so
different.
After the breakfast he was alone with his father for about an hour and then they came back again.
As we walked out into the courtyard King Thranduil's horse had already been saddled.
The father embraced his son gently. "Listen to what Lord Elrond and Lord Glorfindel tell you." He smiled warmly
so Legolas could see that the next words weren't serious. "Don't bring shame upon me."
"Don't worry, I won't." He answered silently.
The king of Mirkwood nodded. "I know. I will visit you in six months."
"Alright."
Then he said goodbye to Elrond and me before he mounted his horse.
As he rode away it was obvious that Legolas had to fight back his tears.
He looked at us. "Excuse me, please."
We both nodded.
Then he slowly walked away and entered the beautiful, peaceful gardens of Imladris. I could tell that he wanted
to be alone for a while.
In the evening Elrond came to me. "Would you please tell Legolas that dinner will be ready in a few minutes?"
I nodded. "Of course."
"And Glorfindel?"
I turned around once more. "Yes?"
"You two seem to like each other."
"Yes, he's a nice young Elf."
He smiled. "Could you care for him a little? It's the first time at all that he's parted from his father and his home for
so long."
"Of course." I smiled at my old friend. " I would have done that anyway."
As I entered the gardens he sat in the soft grass near the small lake and watched the fishes.
I walked over to him and sat down next to him. "Hey, young one."
He jumped slightly for he hadn't realized that I was there. "I'm sorry, Glorfindel. I didn't hear you." He said silently.
"It's alright. How do you feel?"
"I'm fine." The look on his face told me that he had lied.
"You don't have to be ashamed to miss your father or your home." I gently touched his shoulder. "It's always
hard to be away for the first time."
He sighed. "I must seem like a baby to you."
"Of course not! I really can understand you. Do you think I liked it when I was away for the first time?"
He smiled a little but didn't say a word.
"What is it?" I finally ask.
"That's exactly what my father said, too."
I laughed. "You see? It's always hard for anyone." I stood up. "Are you hungry?"
Legolas nodded. "Yes."
"Very well. Elrond is waiting for us." I gently touched his shoulder. "I'm always there for you, Legolas. Come to
me if you need to talk."
He smiled beautifully. "Thank you."
To be continued