A/N: Hello all I have not died! PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR THE LONG WAIT! I had the worst writer's block ever! I do not own LOTR nor will I ever. The song I use in this chapter is called Sometimes by:Gary Stadler. I do however own Lorion, Aerdôl, Maidhrîn and any other elves you don't know. Big thanks to my beta, Wilwarin! This wouldn't be what it is without you! Enjoy! - Naur
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Possessed Banishment
Chapter 4
The Tides of Banishment
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Aerdôl followed Legolas back to his room. Once the door was closed Legolas turned to face him and the elf had to wince at the fire burning in his eyes.
"Who is she?" Legolas demanded.
"Truthfully, I do not know, my prince. She came during a rainstorm looking for shelter three weeks ago and has been here ever since. Something isn't right about her…your father has been acting strange since then," Aerdôl explained.
"I don't trust her…as you said, something is off. We shall see," Legolas replied. Aerdôl nodded and took his leave with a bow.
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A few hours later…
Thranduil entered the dining hall with Maidhrîn on his arm. He took his seat at the head of the table and Maidhrîn started to sit on his right but was stopped by the clearing of a throat. She fixed her cold gaze on Aerdôl and he stared back.
"I'm sorry, my lady, but in times that he is home Prince Legolas sits on his father's right hand side. In times of his absence the seat is left open," Aerdôl told her. Just then the great oak doors opened and Legolas came in. He took his seat on the right side of his father and then fixed his eyes on her. Now all eyes were watching her…waiting. She flashed them all a winning smile with a nod and took a seat on Thranduil's left side. Legolas was a bit disappointed; he had hoped she would have put up more of a fight. Maidhrîn seemed to sense his thoughts as her eyes connected with his and she smiled as if she smiled knowing something he did not.
"Do not worry dear prince…the fight you want will come all too soon," she thought.
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Their meal had been served and they had been eating in relative silence. Legolas felt uncomfortable. He didn't like this silence. Usually his father would ask him how his hunt went and his opinion on other matters, but now he just sat and ate. Maybe because he didn't know he was watching but Legolas saw the way his father was staring at Maidhrîn as well as the way she stared at him. Finally the silence was broken by Maidhrîn.
"My lord Thranduil, aren't you going to tell him?" She asked sweetly.
"To sweetly…" Legolas told himself.
"Ah yes…ion nín, there is something that Maidhrîn and I must tell you. I have asked her to be my queen," Thranduil said squeezing her hand. Everything was once again quiet. Legolas didn't breathe…he didn't move and then suddenly it came to him what his father had said and meant. He stood up quickly causing his chair to slide back screeching on the floor.
"WHAT?!" He roared, eyes blazing.
"Maidhrîn and I will be wed in only a few short months. You will finally have the mother you lost so long ago once again," Thranduil replied a bit surprised by this reaction.
"You can't do this! You barely even know her! She can never replace Naneth! I will not let you do this!" Legolas yelled. Maidhrîn sighed, and Legolas turned his angry eyes to her.
"It is as I told you…as I feared…he wants the power for himself," she whispered to Thranduil. His eyes widened at what she said.
"WHAT! Adar! You cannot believe her! You know me! I have never wanted to be a prince or have the responsibility that comes with it!" Legolas exclaimed banging his hands, which were now fists onto the table. Something flashed in Thranduil's eyes.
"Legolas…he speaks the truth…he has never…wanted to be a prince…" Thranduil thought but then something broke in.
"NO! He wants the power I tell you! He is only lying to you!" Maidhrîn yelled in his mind.
"Wants…power…lying…wants…lying…" He repeated in his head and his eyes got the same cold, distant look in them as before.
"ADAR!" Legolas yelled, his eyes pleading.
"Enough! Henceforth as of this moment you are no longer my son!" Thranduil screamed standing.
Legolas took a step back in shock his eyes widening. His father couldn't…no…it wasn't…possible…
"Ada…" He whispered.
"Get out! Never again will you question me! Leave now and never return to the forests of Mirkwood!" Thranduil demanded. Tears leaked from Legolas's eyes. He had never wanted to be a prince…but he had never wanted…this. Slowly he straightened himself and did a half bow that bent at the waist, never once touching the tears.
"I shall be gone within the hour…my lord…" Legolas whispered. He straightened and walked towards the door.
"Good, the sooner the better," Thranduil replied. Legolas stiffened and paused before he continued out the door…out of his father's life. He missed Maidhrîn's cold smile but Aerdôl didn't.
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"A . . . dar . . ." He whispered brokenly. Legolas brought his knees up to his chest and put his arms around them. His thoughts went back to that day…how could he? What had that woman done? There was a light knock at the door and he quickly wiped away his tears before it opened.
"Legolas? Are you awake?" Elrohir asked poking his head in.
"Yes…Elrohir? How did I get back to my bed?" Legolas questioned.
"Well, you were looking really tired before your bath so Elladan and I helped. You fell asleep so we put you back to bed. Ada wanted me to come and see if you were awake. I believe he and Glorfindel would like to know why you are here," Elrohir explained. Legolas nodded and got out of bed, Elrohir waited outside the door while he changed.
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They were almost to Elrond's study when laughter graced their ears. A few moments later an eight-year-old boy came running around the corner laughing. Closely following him was Elladan, angry but also with a laughing look in his eyes.
"Get back here you little imp!" Elladan yelled. Estel laughed as he continued to run and then he saw Legolas. His face broke into a happy smile and he jumped onto Legolas hugging him tightly. Legolas hugged him back with a smile of his own.
"Legolas! What are you doing here?" Estel asked.
"I decided to get away from Mirkwood for awhile, figured I would come visit my favorite little human," Legolas replied.
"I am not little! I am almost nine years old!" Estel exclaimed holding up seven fingers to show him. Legolas chuckled and then put him down.
"Yes, someday you will be a great warrior but for now I think you had better run…your brother still looks ready to kill you," Legolas said. Estel's eyes widened at those words and he looked over his shoulder to Elladan who had stopped to catch his breath but was now watching him, his eyes twinkling. He let out a yell and took off running. Elladan followed a few minutes later giving him a head start.
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Legolas knocked on the door giving Elrohir a smile and the younger twin nodded, Legolas didn't need him there as he talked to Elrond. After Elrohir had walked away, Legolas heard Elrond tell him to enter. He turned the handle on the door and entered.
"Legolas, it is good to see you looking much more refreshed. I am fairly sure that you know why Glorfindel and I have asked you here," Elrond said, he motioned for Legolas to have a seat, which he did.
"Yes, Lord Elrond, you wish to know what happened. I will tell you what I can…" Legolas told them quietly.
"Perhaps it would be easier if we asked questions?" Glorfindel asked. Legolas thought a moment and then nodded.
"Alright then…let us start from the beginning. When did you return to Mirkwood?" Elrond questioned.
"A month ago."
"What happened upon your return?" Glorfindel inquired.
"I went and announced to my father that I had returned, that was when I met her…"
"Who is 'her'?" Elrond asked.
"Maidhrîn. She was sitting in my rightful place, but I did not say anything about that. I kissed her hand and she told me that it was a pleasure my father had thought much about me," Legolas replied.
"Thought? What could she have meant by that?" Glorfindel wondered.
"I wondered the same thing but retired to my rooms. I do not know what happened after I left…only later that night at dinner…adar…he said that they would be getting married in a few months…that I would finally have a mother again. Something is wrong, Lord Elrond! My father would never make a decision such as that so quickly. It took him 5 years to ask my mother! And Aerdôl told me that she had only been there for three weeks…I just don't know my lord…" Legolas explained. Elrond and Glorfindel both looked thoughtful before speaking.
"You are correct, Legolas. Something is not right. All right, well, we are finished for today. Go out and have some fun with the twins and Estel if you can," Elrond told him. Legolas nodded stood, he gave a small bow before leaving.
"What could be going through Thranduil's mind? What is he thinking?" Glorfindel questioned.
"From the sound of what Legolas said I believe the proper question is, who put his thoughts there?" Elrond answered. Glorfindel sat down in deep thought it was a few moments before either of them spoke.
"What are we going to do my lord?" He questioned.
"I do not know…I just do not know," Elrond whispered.
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"Wow…your son is quite amazing with a bow Thranduil," Elrond told him. Thranduil smiled pride clear on his face.
"Indeed, the youngest in Mirkwood to pick up a bow and hit the target his first try. All of Mirkwood is very proud of their prince…as am I," Thranduil answered. They all watched as Legolas pulled another arrow out of his quiver and notched it in his bow. He took aim and then let the arrow fly. It landed just beside the other only now it was in the dead center.
"Very nice my prince only next time spread your feet just a bit, it will give you more balance and you will have more accuracy in your shot so you will not have to shoot twice," Lorion told him putting a hand on his shoulder.
"All right, Lorion," Legolas answered and went over to his father. "Adar, I am a bit tired from our journey. May I go to my room and rest?" Thranduil smiled and picked up his son.
"Of course, ion nín. Lorion will you escort him?" Thranduil asked.
"It would be my pleasure my lord…if someone will show me where his room is located," Lorion replied with a sly smile. Thranduil laughed and looked to Elrond.
"Elladan, Elrohir, show Legolas and Lorion to his room," He told them. The twins finally closed their mouths and nodded standing.
"Just follow us," they said and started towards the palace. Thranduil let Legolas down and Lorion took his hand following the twins.
"Your sons are very nice…but didn't you and Celebrían have a daughter as well?" Thranduil asked.
"We did. Her name is Arwen Undómiel and she is spending time with her mother and grandparents in Lothlórien. They will be returning in the spring," Elrond answered as they walked back to his study. They paused hearing a soft singing coming from a room just down the hall.
"On a clear moonlit evening
When the forest is still,
The reflections of stars ripple and dance
And the warm glow of the fire
Beckons you to sleep…
Sometimes
You can see fairies
Dancing and flitting about the tree branches…
Gossamer wings gliding
Across the night skies
Leaving trails of stardust in their wakes
Sometimes
You can her the soft beat
Of fairy wings flying near,
Making wondrous music that
Catches you in its spell…
Your heart soars up to join the flight
As you balance gently on the edge of dreams."
And the song stopped.
"That was a enchanting melody," Elrond commented opening the door to his office.
"Lorion has being singing it to him as he fell asleep since he was born, sometimes it is the only thing to bring him rest," Thranduil said as he sat. Elrond was about to close the door when a hand stopped him and he came face to face with Lorion.
"Can I help you?" He questioned.
"I just wanted to tell King Thranduil that Legolas is asleep. Lord Elrond, your sons are there with him…I believe my song has put them all to sleep. I just wanted you to know," he told them, then bowed and left.
"My sons haven't been sung to sleep since their mother left in the summer," Elrond said astonished.
"Yes…Lorion seems to have that effect on those that are tired. It is one of his many gifts. Now Elrond, shall we finish our discussion?" Thranduil inquired.
"Ah yes. These are the things that my officers and I have decided on for the treaty. They can be altered mind you as long as they stay in some ways the same," Elrond told him holding out a piece of parchment. Thranduil took it and started reading nodding here and there, a frown forming in some places as well.
Elvish Translations
Adar – Father
Ada -- Dad
Ion nín – My son
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