A/N- Don't belong to me. Just borrowing them. Hope you are enjoying it
thus far. Lemme know! Much of this scene comes from the DVD extended
version of LOTR.
Chapter 3- Of Honor and Friendship
Elrond had been surprised to see Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, in attendance at the Council. It was not that he had no faith in the King of Mirkwood to send representatives, no, it was that the Thranduil had seen fit to send his son. Elrond took that as a positive sign; that his woodland cousin saw the grave situation they were in, and sent the best that he had available to him.
Elrond chuckled to himself when he remembered the Elvin Archer's eyes blaze with anger at Boromir's insistence that Aragorn was a "mere ranger." He was not surprised when the Archer jumped to his feet to defend his long- time friend. In doing so, Legolas made public what had, until that time, been kept secret. Aragorn looked pained, but told his friend to sit down. Legolas' eyes flashed again in anger, but he did as his friend commanded.
He noted with pride that the Elf Prince was adding his bow to the Fellowship. Legolas, Elrond knew, was a skilled archer. He was quite possibly the best there was, save for the Guardians of Lothlorien. His skill at hunting, archery, and his Elvin senses would be needed on this quest.
As the Fellowship set out, it almost broke Elrond's heart to see the Humble Archer and Estel turn, and give the Elvin goodbye.
Thranduil must be so proud, he thought, as they turned and walked away.
Refilling his wine glass, Elrond studied the fire with scrutiny. Before many more days passed, his people would cross to the Gray Havens. He wondered if Legolas' would join them. He thought briefly, and shook his head. No. He would stay until his job here was finished. He would stay until Aragorn and Arwen were gone. Then, and even then it was not a definite, would he cross over the sea.
That thought made Elrond both happy and sad at the same time. So much heartbreak awaited the Elves here in Middle-Earth. So much that could be avoided if they crossed to the Havens. But the Lord of Rivendell knew Legolas too well. For the honor and love of friends, he would stay here until there was nothing left for him to hold onto.
Chapter 3- Of Honor and Friendship
Elrond had been surprised to see Legolas, Prince of Mirkwood, in attendance at the Council. It was not that he had no faith in the King of Mirkwood to send representatives, no, it was that the Thranduil had seen fit to send his son. Elrond took that as a positive sign; that his woodland cousin saw the grave situation they were in, and sent the best that he had available to him.
Elrond chuckled to himself when he remembered the Elvin Archer's eyes blaze with anger at Boromir's insistence that Aragorn was a "mere ranger." He was not surprised when the Archer jumped to his feet to defend his long- time friend. In doing so, Legolas made public what had, until that time, been kept secret. Aragorn looked pained, but told his friend to sit down. Legolas' eyes flashed again in anger, but he did as his friend commanded.
He noted with pride that the Elf Prince was adding his bow to the Fellowship. Legolas, Elrond knew, was a skilled archer. He was quite possibly the best there was, save for the Guardians of Lothlorien. His skill at hunting, archery, and his Elvin senses would be needed on this quest.
As the Fellowship set out, it almost broke Elrond's heart to see the Humble Archer and Estel turn, and give the Elvin goodbye.
Thranduil must be so proud, he thought, as they turned and walked away.
Refilling his wine glass, Elrond studied the fire with scrutiny. Before many more days passed, his people would cross to the Gray Havens. He wondered if Legolas' would join them. He thought briefly, and shook his head. No. He would stay until his job here was finished. He would stay until Aragorn and Arwen were gone. Then, and even then it was not a definite, would he cross over the sea.
That thought made Elrond both happy and sad at the same time. So much heartbreak awaited the Elves here in Middle-Earth. So much that could be avoided if they crossed to the Havens. But the Lord of Rivendell knew Legolas too well. For the honor and love of friends, he would stay here until there was nothing left for him to hold onto.