Jealous Kings
Chapter Two
Legolas sat down at the banquet table, still slightly annoyed at his father; his face showed the faint traces of a scowl. Gil-Galad watched intently as Aragorn tried to cheer his friend up by cracking a joke now and then. It appeared to the old king that these were working very well and he felt a slight jealousy towards Aragorn. The human could make Legolas happy yet he could not.
Once dinner had ended, Legolas pardoned his presence and took a walk in the gardens. It was dusk and Legolas felt a pang of sadness as he remembered when he and his brothers had once stayed out all night playing and laughing. Then his brothers had gone. His father would not tell him where they had gone nor indeed when, if ever, they would return. So Legolas had spent many years after that without laughing or being happy. That was, until, he met Aragorn. Legolas knew quite well, and from experience, that the man could appear quite detached and serious if one did not know him, yet when you finally broke down the walls of defence, Aragorn was probably the most mischievous living thing in Imladris. Legolas chuckled softly to himself and sat down to rest at the foot of a tree. A few stars speckled the sky and the faint outline of the moon could be seen forming above the spires of Rivendell.
The sound of movement alerted Legolas and he looked up to find Gil-Galad standing next to the tree.
"Mind if I join you?" He asked, grinning a little. The elven Prince shook his head.
"No, please do."
Gil-Galad sat next to Legolas and looked at the soft hair that fell around his pointed ears. Legolas looked round and saw a look of awe in the eyes of the elf, he glanced up at the sunset and smiled.
"Yes, it is beautiful isn't it?"
"Quite." Replied Gil-Galad, still not taking his eyes away from Legolas.
Legolas became aware that eyes were resting on his face and he felt uneasy. "Am I really that fascinating?" he asked, trying not to sound rude but also trying not to sound too worried. He shot a quick look at Gil-Galad, and smiled faintly.
"Yes you are, you are nothing like your father, in fact, quite the opposite." He smiled at the younger elf and reassuringly placed a hand on his shoulder. "I must go now, I'm sure Lord Elrond will be glad of some relief from Elladan and Elrohir." He jumped up, smiled and walked away back to the building. Legolas was left feeling confused. 'I didn't say anything about my father.' He thought. He shook his head and stood up. Then he noticed a small brown package lying on the ground where Gil-Galad had been sitting. He picked it up and read the name on it. 'Well, it's addressed to me, might as well open it.' So he did. Inside was a beautiful ring. It was silver with a green gem engraved tree and two gold stars shone on either side of the tree. Legolas knew the symbol and he looked up to where Gil-Galad had disappeared in the forest, he promptly began to run at full speed after him.