Chapter 3
"NO! I am NOT getting a husband!" Legolas yelled, refusing his father's request for him to get married. Well, it was not much a request, more like an order, at least in Legolas's opinion.
King Thranduil sighed. He knew it would be quite difficult to convinced his son to get married, lest getting a husband. But he never thought it would be THIS difficult.
I mean, the poor elf had fainted twice in a day. TWICE! That had got to be a record of some kind, for the elves.
And when he finally had waken after the second time he fainted, he had been in a fit of anger, yelling and screaming at everyone present in the library.
"Legolas would you please sit down for a moment," the king said, as he was getting a headache with Legolas pacing about in front of him.
"NO!" Legolas replied, stubbornly.
"LEGOLAS!" King Thranduil raised his voice.
All the younger elves were shocked at the raise of the king's voice, for they had seldom see him yell at his only son.
Legolas sat down beside Arwen, his face clearly showed that he was upset for being yelled at. His lower lip trembled and he looked as though he was about to cry.
When he saw his son's hurt expression, the king felt guilty for putting his son in this position. But it had to be done. The marriage was in favor for both kingdoms.
"Who is Legolas's betrothed?" Elladan asked. All waited intently for the king to explain for the name of Legolas's betrothed had not been revealed.
"His name is Aragorn. He is the Prince of Gondor. Son of King Arathorn," King Thranduil said, watching carefully for his son's expression.
Four pair of wide eyes stared at him in return.
"I am marrying a MAN?!" Legolas jumped from his seat and exclaimed.
"Not only am I getting a husband, I am betrothed to a MAN?! A MAN?!" Legolas exclaimed again in disbelief.
Elladan, who was as shocked as Legolas, said," Are you sure that's wise, my king? To let Legolas marry a man, I mean?"
King Thranduil sighed and said," This will be a fruitful alliance for Mirkwood and Gondor. An alliance between elves and men, like it has been in the past."
"Then get some other elf to marry him then!" Elrohir said. He did not wished to see Legolas got married to a man too.
The king sighed again before saying," Legolas is the Prince of Elves, and Aragorn, the Prince of Men. It is only appropriate for these two to get married."
Everyone was silent. No one said a thing as they were absorbed in their own thoughts.
"Is there no other way to make alliances with men?" Arwen asked slowly. It sadden her to see Legolas upset.
"I wished there was but this is the best way there is," King Thranduil explained.
But Legolas was determined. He did not want to marry this Aragorn," I refused! I refused to be some... some... Some thing that you trade with men for your alliance with them."
Before his father could say anything, Legolas continued, yelling," I refused to be a part of your political exchange."
"That's enough! You will do as I say and marry Aragorn!" the king practically shouted at his son.
Legolas looked at his father in disbelief. He stared at the floor, lips trembling.
Finally he looked at his father, and said with a quivering voice," Don't you love me anymore, Adar?"
King Thranduil was shocked beyond words to hear his son's question of his love. Quickly, he went to his son and hugged him.
"Of course I love you, baby leaf. Why did you think otherwise?" he asked, as he held the crying elfling.
In between his sobs, Legolas managed to say," The why do you want to send me away? To marry me off and send me away?"
"Is that what you think I was trying to do?" King Thranduil asked with a shocked expression on his face.
Legolas nodded slowly," I thought maybe you're to get rid of me. Maybe somehow you're angry with me and now you don't want me around anymore." With that, he sniffled again.
The twins and Arwen watched the exchange with touching emotion.
"Of course not! How could you think that baby leaf? You are the light of my life. I could never be angry enough to send you away. Never!" the king roared.
Legolas shook his head, not believeing his father," Then why adar? Why do you want to send me away?"
The king's expression softened and he tried to explain," My son, you are a prince. With your title comes responsibilities. And this is one of them."
"Then I do not wish to be a prince," Legolas said, simply.
The king chuckled lightly and replied," Oh I know you did not but you are my son and there's nothing you can do to change that."
Legolas nodded before asking," So you still love me?"
King Thranduil laughed and replied good-naturedly," Well, even if I tried not to, I will always love you, my son."
Legolas wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue to his father. Then he simply said," Okay."
"Okay what?" his father asked.
"I said okay. I will marry this man, as you wished, Adar," Legolas replied.
The king looked at him and said," Good. The party from Gondor will be here in two weeks time. Now, if you please Legolas, go and wash your face. I do not like to see my child crying."
"I was not crying. There was merely sand in my eyes," Legolas protested but he moved towards the door anyway.
The twins snorted and Arwen smiled.
"Yes, yes. Sand in your eyes. But still, I wish to see that happy face again. This time minus the tears," the king said good-naturedly.
Legolas left them and went out of the library to go wash his face.
The four elves that stayed behind in the library only looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Finally, King Thranduil broke the silence," Well that went well, don't you think?"
A mixture of 'yes', 'hmmpphhh' and 'definitely', was heard from the three younger elves.
Then with a sly grin, the king asked," So, who wants to tell him about wedding night?"
TBC...
"NO! I am NOT getting a husband!" Legolas yelled, refusing his father's request for him to get married. Well, it was not much a request, more like an order, at least in Legolas's opinion.
King Thranduil sighed. He knew it would be quite difficult to convinced his son to get married, lest getting a husband. But he never thought it would be THIS difficult.
I mean, the poor elf had fainted twice in a day. TWICE! That had got to be a record of some kind, for the elves.
And when he finally had waken after the second time he fainted, he had been in a fit of anger, yelling and screaming at everyone present in the library.
"Legolas would you please sit down for a moment," the king said, as he was getting a headache with Legolas pacing about in front of him.
"NO!" Legolas replied, stubbornly.
"LEGOLAS!" King Thranduil raised his voice.
All the younger elves were shocked at the raise of the king's voice, for they had seldom see him yell at his only son.
Legolas sat down beside Arwen, his face clearly showed that he was upset for being yelled at. His lower lip trembled and he looked as though he was about to cry.
When he saw his son's hurt expression, the king felt guilty for putting his son in this position. But it had to be done. The marriage was in favor for both kingdoms.
"Who is Legolas's betrothed?" Elladan asked. All waited intently for the king to explain for the name of Legolas's betrothed had not been revealed.
"His name is Aragorn. He is the Prince of Gondor. Son of King Arathorn," King Thranduil said, watching carefully for his son's expression.
Four pair of wide eyes stared at him in return.
"I am marrying a MAN?!" Legolas jumped from his seat and exclaimed.
"Not only am I getting a husband, I am betrothed to a MAN?! A MAN?!" Legolas exclaimed again in disbelief.
Elladan, who was as shocked as Legolas, said," Are you sure that's wise, my king? To let Legolas marry a man, I mean?"
King Thranduil sighed and said," This will be a fruitful alliance for Mirkwood and Gondor. An alliance between elves and men, like it has been in the past."
"Then get some other elf to marry him then!" Elrohir said. He did not wished to see Legolas got married to a man too.
The king sighed again before saying," Legolas is the Prince of Elves, and Aragorn, the Prince of Men. It is only appropriate for these two to get married."
Everyone was silent. No one said a thing as they were absorbed in their own thoughts.
"Is there no other way to make alliances with men?" Arwen asked slowly. It sadden her to see Legolas upset.
"I wished there was but this is the best way there is," King Thranduil explained.
But Legolas was determined. He did not want to marry this Aragorn," I refused! I refused to be some... some... Some thing that you trade with men for your alliance with them."
Before his father could say anything, Legolas continued, yelling," I refused to be a part of your political exchange."
"That's enough! You will do as I say and marry Aragorn!" the king practically shouted at his son.
Legolas looked at his father in disbelief. He stared at the floor, lips trembling.
Finally he looked at his father, and said with a quivering voice," Don't you love me anymore, Adar?"
King Thranduil was shocked beyond words to hear his son's question of his love. Quickly, he went to his son and hugged him.
"Of course I love you, baby leaf. Why did you think otherwise?" he asked, as he held the crying elfling.
In between his sobs, Legolas managed to say," The why do you want to send me away? To marry me off and send me away?"
"Is that what you think I was trying to do?" King Thranduil asked with a shocked expression on his face.
Legolas nodded slowly," I thought maybe you're to get rid of me. Maybe somehow you're angry with me and now you don't want me around anymore." With that, he sniffled again.
The twins and Arwen watched the exchange with touching emotion.
"Of course not! How could you think that baby leaf? You are the light of my life. I could never be angry enough to send you away. Never!" the king roared.
Legolas shook his head, not believeing his father," Then why adar? Why do you want to send me away?"
The king's expression softened and he tried to explain," My son, you are a prince. With your title comes responsibilities. And this is one of them."
"Then I do not wish to be a prince," Legolas said, simply.
The king chuckled lightly and replied," Oh I know you did not but you are my son and there's nothing you can do to change that."
Legolas nodded before asking," So you still love me?"
King Thranduil laughed and replied good-naturedly," Well, even if I tried not to, I will always love you, my son."
Legolas wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue to his father. Then he simply said," Okay."
"Okay what?" his father asked.
"I said okay. I will marry this man, as you wished, Adar," Legolas replied.
The king looked at him and said," Good. The party from Gondor will be here in two weeks time. Now, if you please Legolas, go and wash your face. I do not like to see my child crying."
"I was not crying. There was merely sand in my eyes," Legolas protested but he moved towards the door anyway.
The twins snorted and Arwen smiled.
"Yes, yes. Sand in your eyes. But still, I wish to see that happy face again. This time minus the tears," the king said good-naturedly.
Legolas left them and went out of the library to go wash his face.
The four elves that stayed behind in the library only looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Finally, King Thranduil broke the silence," Well that went well, don't you think?"
A mixture of 'yes', 'hmmpphhh' and 'definitely', was heard from the three younger elves.
Then with a sly grin, the king asked," So, who wants to tell him about wedding night?"
TBC...