Thranduil,
We cordially invite you, Elemmiire and your sons to attend the spring festival here at Imladris in six months time. We wish your sons to meet ours, Elladan and Elrohir. I await your reply.
Sincerely,
Elrond, lord of Imladris
* * *
"Hey! Wait for me!" Nilfacion yelled as he chased after my brothers, who were disappearing into Mirkwood Forest. He continued to run. Windarion waited for him on the edge of the forest.
"Come on, little one! If we hurry we can catch up," he said as Nilfacion stopped in front of him.
They both began to run into the forest after their brothers. Soon, they had caught up and Nilfacion was up in the trees. He ran above them, and then out of nowhere, the youngest elf leapt onto Celebiathion's back. He nearly toppled over in surprise but kept his footing as they continued to run through the forest.
When they reached the forest they all began playing their favourite game, pretending to be dragons and warriors that slay the dragons.
* * *
Elrond,
Thank you so much for your invitation to Imladris. We graciously accept your request of a meeting of our sons with that of Elladan and Elrohir. I am sure my sons will be overly joyous to meet them. We look forward to seeing you in six months. Elemmiire sends her greetings to you and Celebrian.
Thank you again,
Thranduil, King of Mirkwood
* * *
"It's getting late," Windarion observed.
"I know," Celebiathion said quietly sitting up.
"We should return," Maikalindë and Thalionlass said in unison.
"Yeah," Guyaturion said as he shut his book, stood up and brushed himself off.
"Let's go then," Lossenethir said as he walked back toward the palace.
"Wait!" Nilfacion shouted. The six of my brothers turned to look at him.
"What is wrong?" Celebiathion asked quietly.
"I want to stay out and play!"
"Are you not hungry?" Lossenethir asked.
"Not really."
"Oh, come on. We'll come back tomorrow," Thalionlass coaxed.
"But I want to have more adventures."
"Don't be so spoiled! We can have more later but now we must return to the palace," Celebiathion said a little shortly. Nilfacion recoiled slightly. "I'm sorry."
Nilfacion nodded and walked to Windarion, who shot Celebiathion a severe look. Celebiathion felt terrible for saying his baby brother was spoiled. Nilfacion, Windarion, Maikalindë, Thalionlass, and Guyaturion walked ahead of the two eldest. When they were out of earshot, Lossenethir turned to Celebiathion.
"You handled that fairly well," he said quietly.
"Stop, I didn't mean what I said and I apologized," Celebiathion said hurt and guilty.
"I know you didn't, but does he?" Lossenethir asked quietly. Celebiathion opened his mouth to respond but fell silent. "See? You know of what I speak."
"You're right," Celebiathion grumbled.
"When am I not?" Lossenethir laughed. "Come on we better catch up, lest we get left out here."
* * *
Thranduil,
Thank you, Thranduil, for accepting our invitation. We look forward to meeting your sons. Everything is in order I trust? You will be here in time for the spring festival. Well, I guess that's all. It has been too long since our last meeting. See you soon.
Fair winds
Elrond, lord of Imladris
* * *
"Thranduil?" Mother asked as she entered the study, then immediately stopped in her tracks. There were other advisors in the room. "Never mind. I'll come back later."
"No that's alright," Father said as he looked up from his papers and maps and open books. "You are not interrupting. What is it?"
"Well it is a private matter," she said a little uncomfortable as the others elves looked at her.
"Say not another word, majesty," the elf closest to father said quietly. He motioned to his colleagues and they left. Father watched them go and then looked back to Mother.
"Something wrong?" He asked quietly.
"Oh no, it's quite the opposite," she smiled.
"Really? Are you going to tell me or do I have to guess?" He asked returning her smile. She laughed.
"Do you want to guess?"
"It depends if you want me to guess."
"Oh, I'll just tell you!" She laughed. "In about eight months we will have our last son."
At this, father was out of his seat and holding mother.
"Our last son?" He asked.
"Aye, our last," she said quietly.
"Have you told our sons?"
"Nay."
"Don't you think you should?"
"I am going to!"
"Alright! Calm down," Father laughed.
"It's dinner time. I'll, no we'll tell them then," Mother said smiling as she walked toward the door.
"O.k. then," father said as he grabbed her hand and they walked toward the dining hall together.
* * *
Celebiathion walked up behind Nilfacion. He tapped Nilfacion on the shoulder and he turned.
"What?" Nilfacion asked not meeting his eldest brother's gaze.
"I'm sorry for what I said," Celebiathion said quietly.
"It's o.k." Nilfacion said looking at his feet.
"No, it's not o.k. I have a bit of a temper and what I said, you shouldn't take personally. It's just sometimes my temper gets the best of me and I say things I regret later. Please forgive me," Celebiathion said with remorse. Nilfacion looked up and smiled.
"Of course I forgive you!" He hugged Celebiathion.
"Well, I'm glad to hear it," Celebiathion smiled.
They continued to the dining hall where the rest of their brothers were. They entered and sat down side by side.
"What took you two so long?" Guyaturion inquired as his brothers sat down.
"Nothing important," Nilfacion said quietly as he glanced at Celebiathion. Lossenethir looked to Celebiathion and smiled. Celebiathion smiled in return.
Just then, Mother and Father entered the great hall, hand in hand. They smiled warmly at their seven sons.
"Hello boys," they said quietly.
"Hello," the seven of them chorused. Mother and Father sat down.
"Well boys, we have a lot to tell you," Mother said quietly. Iriador entered and served them. "Thank you Iriador."
"First, we are to be travelling to Imladris in six months for the spring festival. You seven will meet Lord Elrond's sons, Elladan and Elrohir. We will be there for about a month and then we'll travel back here-," Father announced.
"For the birth of your brother," Mother finished Father's last sentence.
My brothers' attentions had been on father while he was telling them about Imladris. But then, they abruptly turned their attentions to Mother. The younger of my brothers were a little more shocked than the elder.
"A new brother?" Nilfacion asked a little excited.
"Aye," Father laughed.
They continued to talk of the upcoming events and their new brother. Soon, the boys left to go to sleep.
* * *
Before long, six months had faded away and everyone was on the verge of going out of his or her minds with packing. They were going to be in Imladris for a month and no one wanted anything left behind. Sure, they could have it sent with a servant but that was time consuming. By the time it arrived in Imladris, they would be leaving to return to Mirkwood.
"Have you seen my favourite shirt?" Guyaturion asked as he poked his head into Lossenethir, Celebiathion, and Windarion's room.
"Which one?" Windarion asked.
"The light blue one with the laces down the sides," Guyaturion answered.
"You mean," Windarion said as he pulled off his tunic, "this one?"
"Aye!" Guyaturion said annoyed. "Be sure to pack it if you feel the need to wear it now, o.k.?"
"Very well," Windarion said as he went back to looking for anything he had left in the room.
* * *
"I can't find Tiri!" Nilfacion said as he scrambled around his room, looking under the bed and in the closets.
"I'm sure he's here," Maikalindë said as he went about straightening his room.
Tiri was this stuffed animal of sorts that Nilfacion slept with.
"I found him," Thalionlass announced as he stood in the doorway, holding up the stuffed bear. Nilfacion had sent him on a palace wide search.
"You found him!" Nilfacion said happily. "Where was he?"
"Near the garden pond!" Thalionlass smiled. "You really should be more careful with him, Nilfacion. You may end up losing him one day."
Nilfacion removed his attention for his newly found bear and looked at his brother in shock.
"I would never lose him!"
"Indeed," Thalionlass laughed.
* * *
"Have we got everything?" Father asked as he mounted his horse.
"I am certain of it," Mother said as she mounted her horse.
"Then onto to Imladris!"
They rode for two days, occasionally stopping for rest. When Nilfacion had gotten tired, he rode on Windarion's horse with him, while a servant rode Nilfacion's horse. Celebiathion and Lossenethir often had races to certain points on the trail. Guyaturion was on his horse not really paying attention to what he was doing because he was reading a book. Maikalindë and Thalionlass were talking quietly, riding at a steady pace.
"What do you think the twins of Imladris are like?" Thalionlass asked as they rode.
"I don't know but I hope they like us!" Maikalindë said quietly.
"I don't know about me but I am sure they will like you!" Thalionlass said encouragingly. Maikalindë smiled.
* * *
At that point, Mother was about ten months pregnant with me. So that made riding a bit uncomfortable, but being the she-elf that she is, she refused to ride in the carriage. 'Like chattel,' as she eloquently put it.
"Elemmiire, you are exhausted," Father stated quietly.
"No, I'm not," Mother replied softly.
"Are you sure? We could stop," he said concerned.
"No I'm fine. There is but an hour left until we reach Imladris," she said as she urged the horse on.
"If you are sure," he said eyeing her suspiciously.
"I am." And that was the end of it.
* * *
My family arrived in Imladris just before dusk. Lord Elrond, Lady Celebrian, Elladan and Elrohir were standing on the front steps awaiting the visitors.
"Elrond!" Thranduil shouted.
"Thranduil!" Elrond shouted.
They both abandoned their elven dignity. Father galloped toward the steps and leapt off the horse and Elrond ran down the steps toward his old friend. They embraced, as brothers would, laughing.
"It has been too long," Elrond laughed.
"Indeed it has, old friend," Father laughed.
Both families stopped beside the fathers. As quickly as it was abandoned, they both regained their dignity.
"Thranduil, you know my wife, Celebrian," Elrond said as Celebrian stood beside him.
"I do. My lady," Father bowed.
"And these are my sons, Elladan," Elrond motioned to the taller of the twins, who bowed. Father bowed in return.
"Master Elladan," he said.
"And this is Elrohir," Elrond motioned to the other twin, who bowed as well.
"Master Elrohir," Father bowed. "You know Elemmiire."
"My lady," Elrond bowed. Mother bowed and smiled warmly.
"This is my first born, Celebiathion, my second Lossenethir, my third Windarion, my fourth and fifth Maikalindë and Thalionlass, my sixth Guyaturion, my seventh Nilfacion and the eighth yet to be born and named," Father laughed as he pointed at mother's swelled abdomen.
"My princes," Elrond bowed. All seven of my brothers bowed. "Well let us get you settled in and rested. The festival begins tomorrow!"
Everyone turned to follow. Elladan and Elrohir let the elder elves pass, as did my brothers. They just stared at each other for some time. Thalionlass was the first to introduce himself.
"I'm Thalionlass, and these are my unusually quiet brothers," he said pointing to the rest.
"I'm Elladan," said the taller of the twins. He held out his hand and Thalionlass shook it.
"I'm Elrohir," said the smaller in a quiet voice. Thalionlass held out his hand and Elrohir shook it.
After all introductions were finished, they went inside the palace.
* * *
"They seem very nice," Guyaturion commented in the room all seven of them were sharing.
"They are," Nilfacion said as he flopped down on his bed.
"Well you two better hurry up and get ready, the opening feast is tonight," Lossenethir said as he brushed his hair.
"I do not want to go. There will be so many people there," Guyaturion said quietly.
"Trust me," Lossenethir said. "You'll want to be there."
"Why?"
"You'll see."
* * *
Mother and Father, Elrond and Celebrian were already at the feast, so, my brothers and Elladan and Elrohir made their way toward the great hall of the palace. The immense doors opened and they entered the hall. The chatter died down as seven princess and two lords entered the palace. After everyone saw who they were, they returned to their conversation. They walked into the sea of elves, when Guyaturion spotted someone he had longed to see for over a year.
"Telepandúnêiel!" He shouted as he ran toward the she-elf. Telepandúnêiel turned to look at who called her name. She smiled and broke into a run toward him.
"Guyaturion!" She called happily. They raced into each other's arms. "I've missed you so!"
"I've missed you so much!" Guyaturion said happily.
Everyone in the hall had turned to look at the pair. They both blushed and talked quieter. Mother laughed at the two of them.
* * *
The spring festival passed without any problems. The valley wide scavenger hunt went as planned. The palace wide game of hide and seek for the younger of the elves was something to behold. There was a lot of dancing. It ended after a month with a closing feast and a tearful 'good bye' for Telepandúnêiel and Guyaturion. My family left Imladris early in the morning and had made good pace in a day. They were half way home, when they stopped for the night.
Mother felt the need to go for a walk and Lossenethir and Celebiathion offered to go with her. She accepted the offer and they walked from the clearing they had stopped in out into the forest.
"Do you think it is too early for moonflowers?" She asked Lossenethir when they were fairly deep into the forest.
"I do not think so. The early blossoms should be opening tonight," he said looking at the sky. So began their search for the beautiful flowers.
They found a small patch of them near some alder trees. The picked quite a few and mother put them in the small basket she carried.
A small pain shot up her back and she thought she needed to sit down.
"Boys, I've got a back ache. You don't mind I sit down a moment do you?" She asked.
"Oh no, of course not," Celebiathion said quietly. "We'll pick a few more of these flowers for you and then we'll return when the pain has subsided."
"Alright," she said as she sat down in the grass. The pain went through her body with a little more force this time. She placed her hand on her back and applied some pressure to where the pain was most prominent. The pain was on the verge of unbearable. He breathing had become erratic as she tried to control it.
"Mom are you o.k.?" Celebiathion asked. Mother looked up with fear in her eyes.
* * *
"Shouldn't they be back by now?" Nilfacion asked Guyaturion.
"Well, Mother did say she wanted some moonflowers," Guyaturion answered.
"It could take some time to find them, little one," Father said as he put another log into the fire they had created.
* * *
"I think my back pain is contractions," she said as tears began to fall down her face.
"What?" Celebiathion asked startled.
"She said her back pain is contractions!" Lossenethir rolled his eyes. "Do you think we can make it back to camp, mom?"
"Maybe," she stood and took a few steps before the pain became unbearable. Her knees buckled and Celebiathion caught her.
"No you can't," he said as he helped her to the ground again. She took a deep breath.
"Do you two think you can do this?" She asked.
"We'll try," Celebiathion said. Lossenethir bit his lip, thinking on what to do. He had read about this, though he never had to deliver a baby.
"We can," he said after a moment.
Mother cried out in pain. The contractions were getting severe.
"Mom's going to need someone to push on," Lossenethir looked at Celebiathion. "That's you."
Celebiathion swallowed hard before he sat behind mother and she leaned against his chest. Mother cried out again.
"Are you ready to push?" Lossenethir asked, as he chewed his lip. Mother nodded, a bit out of breath. "O.k. Push!" He encouraged. "One… two… three… four… five…"
Mother stopped and panted for a minute before resuming.
"Come on, Mom. You can do it," Celebiathion encouraged. "Just a little more!"
After about twenty minutes of pushing, I was in the world, crying. I was born one month premature. I was helped into the world by the hands of my brothers. That made us very close.
I had long golden blonde hair, blues eyes that were the mirror image of the sky. I was like father in stature, tall with an archer's build. This is very strange to be explaining this to you. I was the romantic out of the eight of us. They always said so. I believe I am compassionate and fair. I was a bit talkative, like Thalionlass. I excelled with the bow, while the rest of my brothers preferred the sword. There is not much to me, really.
"What is our new brother's name?" Lossenethir said as he removed his shirt to wrap around the infant me.
"His name is Legolas, for he was born in the forest," Mother said as she held me close.
"You could not have chosen anything more perfect," Celebiathion said softly. "We should get him back to camp lest he get cold."
"We should," Mother said softly.
Celebiathion picked up Mother and Lossenethir held me. They walked back to the camp. Slowly they emerged from the forest into the clearing.
In a flurry of movement everyone was up and helping to find a comfortable spot for mother. Celebiathion set her gently near the fire. Lossenethir went and found a new shirt and returned with a blanket for mother and I.
"What happened?" Father asked shocked.
"Our son was born in forest and had it not been for your eldest sons I would not have been able to do it," Mother said softly as she rocked me back and forth.
"Oh," Father said still in a bit of a daze. "What is his name?"
"Legolas."
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A/N: It took me three hours of straight writing but I did it! I hope you like this chapter and I hope it isn't boring… Should I stop it there and Make more little stories or should I just continue this one? I think I might just continue this one. Anyway, it's 12:30 a.m. and I'm tired. So I hope you like it and review because I need the reviews to know what you like and how to fix it and I went with JediKnightBalthasar's idea of him being born between Mirkwood and Imladris. Thanks so much for the suggestion. Thank you again for reading this. You have no idea how grateful I am when you review. Anyway, this is the long awaited Legolas and I would love to know what you think. Please review if you liked. Oh! I have one question before I leave, have any guys read this story? Not that it matters cuz I love you all! Thanks again for reading and reviewing. Luv Gia.