The Life and Many Trials of Legolas Greenleaf Author's Note: this story follows our favorite elf from his infancy to the time of his

Death (I know Tolkien said that Legolas journeyed over the sea, but he dies in my

story. That reminds me: *WARNING: Character Death*) anyway...This means his birth,

childhood, adolescence, adulthood, the time he was in the fellowship of the ring, his

return to Mirkwood after the downfall of Sauron, and lastly, his death. Hope y'all enjoy it!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, cept for later characters who you will

not recognize. Legolas and all of Tolkien's other characters rightly belong to

themselves.

Happy Reading! ****************************** Chapter One: It all begins.........

The queen of Mirkwood, Loreli, had not been pregnant for quite some time, so, naturally

she was delighted when she found out she was expecting her third child. Thranduil, her

husband, and king of the Mirkwood realm was (if possible) MORE excited than his wife,

and set to work on creating a nursery for the soon to be mother and infant.

The two other elflings, Elena (100) and Celebdin (105), were ecstatic about having a

new baby around, and helped their mother to pick out names for the infant. The

childrens' parents were extremely happy that the two had vowed not to be jealous of the

third one.

After nine long months of planning and anticipation, Loreli finally journeyed to the

Hospital wing. Thranduil paced the corridors outside his wife's room so much that his

two children told him to stop before he wore a path in the floor. After about 3 hours, the

midwife came out to address the royal family.

"My Lord, princess, and prince." she began. "The queen, Loreli has just given birth to

a beautiful little boy."

Thranduil smiled wide and asked if they could come and visit.

"I have not finished speaking my lord. Even though the boy has made it, Queen Loreli

hemorrhaged during the delivery and had a significant blood loss."

"Are you telling us that-" Thranduil could not finish the sentence. He was in disbelief.

"I'm afraid so"

"Ca-can we go see mum?" Elena asked.

"She has very little time left. She has not even named the baby yet. I express my

condolences, again." the midwife concluded. "However, you can see her if it pleases

you."

The royal family peeked in and ventured towards the bed. On the chair next to it, were

Many blood stained sheets. The worst was the state of Loreli. She was the palest of

pale, and she had broken out in a cold sweat. Next to her was the infant. The midwife

was right when she had said beautiful. Never were an infant so delicate, and the

beginnings of blonde hair was visible.

When they entered, the queen opened her eyes and gave them a wan smile. When she

spoke, her voice was hoarse.

"How are you my sweets?" she inquired. Her breath was coming in gasps.

"How are you?" Thranduil begged, grasping onto Loreli's hand. Her two older children

wept beside their father.

"Tell this little one that his mother loves him very much, and that she didn't have a

choice, and had to leave. Tell him that she will see him again someday, and that day

will be a joyous one."

Just then, the newest prince of Mirkwood opened his bright blue eyes and stared into

his mother's gray ones. The two held that glance for a long time, and with her dying

breath, Loreli gasped out a single word.

"Legolas."