Within the palace of Mirkwood (1000 years before the War of The Ring)
"LEGOLAS GREENLEAF! TRINITY SILVERLIGHT! YOU TWO GET YOUR BUTTS BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!"
Two young blond headed elves ran through the halls of the palace trying to escape the wrath of the cook. "Keep running!" Legolas yelled to his best friend. "Well no duh!" Trinity huffed. She was running out of breath despite her Elvin strength. They loved to tease and play tricks on the cook.
They both ran into the throne room Legolas father, Thranduil quickly looked up from the scroll he was reading. "Can I help you two?" the king asked with a somewhat bemused look on his face. The little ones bowed quickly. "Where are those two?" a voice said from just outside the doors. Legolas and Trinity ran behind the king's throne to hide, just as the cook entered covered from head to toe in flour and water. Thranduil had to suppress a laugh and smile. They did it again, he thought. "What happened this time?" he asked. "What does it look like happened?" the cook yelled. "I had better not catch those two in my kitchen ever again." "I will deal with them, Carlota," Thranduil said. He respected the old women. She had been with them for many years. Sometimes though she acted like a wife. "See that you do, or I will!" the cook stated before storming out of the room.
"Come over here both of you," the King said as he turned around to face the throne. Legolas and Trinity looked at each other and gulped. They came around the throne with their hands behind the back and heads bowed in shame. "What did I tell the both of you?" "Not to play tricks on the cook," they said simultaneously. "That's right. Legolas you are grounded to your room for a week, you may only come out for your studies. And you, Trinity, I am going to tell your parents of this matter. They will deal with you from there." They nodded heads still bowed. They started to walk out of the room. "One more thing," the king said. They winced and turned around. "Y- Yes?" Legolas stuttered. "Nice work," Thranduil said with a grin. The two elves looked at him and smiled wide as to say thank you. With that they left. Kids.
End of prologue
Present time (for them)
"Legolas!" Thranduil called from his throne room. A few moments later, a tall, handsome elf walked in. "Yes, father?" Thranduil looked at his son and sighed. He looks so much like his mother (NOT IN A GIRLY WAY). He looked his son up and down. Same wheat blond hair. Same deep blue eyes. "Father? Are you alright?" asked Legolas with a look of concern. "Yes. I am fine I was just marveling at how much you have grown over the years," his father said. "You remind me of your mother." "Father don't start," his son pleaded. Thranduil gave a weak grin. "That is not the reason I called you here," the King said regaining his composure. "The reason I called you here is this. You must go to Rivendell to inform Lord Elrond of Gollum has escape." Legolas's eyes widen. "That evil little creature has escaped from Mordor? But how?" "I don't know, my son," sighed Thranduil. "You must get ready to go. You leave in 3 hours." Legolas bowed to his father then left. Gods help us all, Thranduil thought.
Legolas's Room
"Lets see. Have I got everything," Legolas mumbled to himself. He had checked and double-checked his things. He always did that.
"Yes you do. Quit worrying," a voice said from behind him. A female voice. Legolas turned around to see Trinity leaning on the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest fingering her medallion on her necklace that she always wore. It was a gift from her mother before she died. Legolas smiled at his friend. She had grown as well. She had long blond hair like most of the elves of Mirkwood but instead of blue eyes, she had violet. The two had been best friends ever since Trinity moved to Mirkwood almost 2,000 years ago with her family. She didn't know anyone and the prince offered to show her around. They became fast friends.
"I know," Legolas, said, "I'll leave that up to you, Trin." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh, that's very becoming," he chuckled at her childish behavior. He turned to the mirror and started to button up his tunic. He had to change before he left. He was having a bit of trouble.
Trinity giggled from behind. "Prince Legolas Greenleaf," she stated. "The best archer in all of Mirkwood and yet he can't button up his own tunic. want some help." He glared at her and nodded. She came around the front of him and started to button up his tunic. He looked down upon her (she was at least 5 in. shorter) and smiled. She had grown quite beautiful over the years. Even he, her best friend had noticed. Trinity was wearing an off white day dress. it hugged her womanly curves in all the right places. Legolas wouldn't admit it but it was his favorite. He loved it when she wore dresses. She normally dressed in trousers and tunics. She had a creamy, flawless completion, long, wavy, golden blond hair, her eyes.violet. She finished buttoning it and pick up his vest and handed it to him. "Thanks," he said snapping out of his thoughts. He tried to put it on. He pretended not to know how to put it on. She shook her head laughing. Once again she helped him put it on.
Finally he was packed and ready to go. "I have something for you," Legolas said turning to Trinity. "What?" she asked suspiciously. He shook his head chuckling. He walked over to his dresser and from one of the drawers pulled out a silver necklace with a cross, decorated with vines and leaves (I have one like that). He handed it to her. She took it with wide eyes and a smile. "
"I know its nothing fancy, and that you already have a necklace but.." He started but she cut him off. "Put it on for me," she said. Her eyes were starting to tear up. He complied. "Thank you," Trinity said. She gave him a huge hug. He gladly accepted it.
"LEGOLAS," boomed his fathers voice from down stairs. "Hurry up." He gathered his things. "Come on," Legolas said offering his hand to Trin. "I'll meet you down there," she said fidgeting. Legolas frowned a bit but nodded.
Outside the Palace
"Finally," Thranduil said exasperatedly. Legolas gave him an apologetic smile as he came out the door. He was shortly followed by Trinity. "Are you ready to go?" Legolas nodded to his father.
Legolas put his things on his horse, Taron. Then he turned to his father to bid farewell. He said goodbye to everyone and they wished him luck. Last of all he said goodbye to Trinity. He smiled when he saw how hard she was trying not to cry.
"Do not worry, my friend," Legolas said, "I will return. I promise." "I know," she said with a small smile. She threw her arms around him for one last hug. He felt something like cold metal on the back of his neck. When he withdrew from the hug he looked down and saw that he was wearing her medallion. "I can't accept this," he said, "it was your mothers." "I know," she grinned, " I expect it back." He gave her a curious look. "Now you have to return to me, right?" Trin said as the tears began to fall.
He wiped away her tears with his thumb. He then pulled her into once last embrace. "I will return to you, I promise," he whispered in her ear. After what seemed like forever, she pulled back and kissed his cheek. There was nothing left to say. Legolas got onto his horse and started to ride away. He turned around only once to wave goodbye to everyone although his gaze was upon Trinity. "Namarie," she whispered. She then turned around and went home for she did not wish to see him leave.
"LEGOLAS GREENLEAF! TRINITY SILVERLIGHT! YOU TWO GET YOUR BUTTS BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!"
Two young blond headed elves ran through the halls of the palace trying to escape the wrath of the cook. "Keep running!" Legolas yelled to his best friend. "Well no duh!" Trinity huffed. She was running out of breath despite her Elvin strength. They loved to tease and play tricks on the cook.
They both ran into the throne room Legolas father, Thranduil quickly looked up from the scroll he was reading. "Can I help you two?" the king asked with a somewhat bemused look on his face. The little ones bowed quickly. "Where are those two?" a voice said from just outside the doors. Legolas and Trinity ran behind the king's throne to hide, just as the cook entered covered from head to toe in flour and water. Thranduil had to suppress a laugh and smile. They did it again, he thought. "What happened this time?" he asked. "What does it look like happened?" the cook yelled. "I had better not catch those two in my kitchen ever again." "I will deal with them, Carlota," Thranduil said. He respected the old women. She had been with them for many years. Sometimes though she acted like a wife. "See that you do, or I will!" the cook stated before storming out of the room.
"Come over here both of you," the King said as he turned around to face the throne. Legolas and Trinity looked at each other and gulped. They came around the throne with their hands behind the back and heads bowed in shame. "What did I tell the both of you?" "Not to play tricks on the cook," they said simultaneously. "That's right. Legolas you are grounded to your room for a week, you may only come out for your studies. And you, Trinity, I am going to tell your parents of this matter. They will deal with you from there." They nodded heads still bowed. They started to walk out of the room. "One more thing," the king said. They winced and turned around. "Y- Yes?" Legolas stuttered. "Nice work," Thranduil said with a grin. The two elves looked at him and smiled wide as to say thank you. With that they left. Kids.
End of prologue
Present time (for them)
"Legolas!" Thranduil called from his throne room. A few moments later, a tall, handsome elf walked in. "Yes, father?" Thranduil looked at his son and sighed. He looks so much like his mother (NOT IN A GIRLY WAY). He looked his son up and down. Same wheat blond hair. Same deep blue eyes. "Father? Are you alright?" asked Legolas with a look of concern. "Yes. I am fine I was just marveling at how much you have grown over the years," his father said. "You remind me of your mother." "Father don't start," his son pleaded. Thranduil gave a weak grin. "That is not the reason I called you here," the King said regaining his composure. "The reason I called you here is this. You must go to Rivendell to inform Lord Elrond of Gollum has escape." Legolas's eyes widen. "That evil little creature has escaped from Mordor? But how?" "I don't know, my son," sighed Thranduil. "You must get ready to go. You leave in 3 hours." Legolas bowed to his father then left. Gods help us all, Thranduil thought.
Legolas's Room
"Lets see. Have I got everything," Legolas mumbled to himself. He had checked and double-checked his things. He always did that.
"Yes you do. Quit worrying," a voice said from behind him. A female voice. Legolas turned around to see Trinity leaning on the doorframe, arms crossed over her chest fingering her medallion on her necklace that she always wore. It was a gift from her mother before she died. Legolas smiled at his friend. She had grown as well. She had long blond hair like most of the elves of Mirkwood but instead of blue eyes, she had violet. The two had been best friends ever since Trinity moved to Mirkwood almost 2,000 years ago with her family. She didn't know anyone and the prince offered to show her around. They became fast friends.
"I know," Legolas, said, "I'll leave that up to you, Trin." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Oh, that's very becoming," he chuckled at her childish behavior. He turned to the mirror and started to button up his tunic. He had to change before he left. He was having a bit of trouble.
Trinity giggled from behind. "Prince Legolas Greenleaf," she stated. "The best archer in all of Mirkwood and yet he can't button up his own tunic. want some help." He glared at her and nodded. She came around the front of him and started to button up his tunic. He looked down upon her (she was at least 5 in. shorter) and smiled. She had grown quite beautiful over the years. Even he, her best friend had noticed. Trinity was wearing an off white day dress. it hugged her womanly curves in all the right places. Legolas wouldn't admit it but it was his favorite. He loved it when she wore dresses. She normally dressed in trousers and tunics. She had a creamy, flawless completion, long, wavy, golden blond hair, her eyes.violet. She finished buttoning it and pick up his vest and handed it to him. "Thanks," he said snapping out of his thoughts. He tried to put it on. He pretended not to know how to put it on. She shook her head laughing. Once again she helped him put it on.
Finally he was packed and ready to go. "I have something for you," Legolas said turning to Trinity. "What?" she asked suspiciously. He shook his head chuckling. He walked over to his dresser and from one of the drawers pulled out a silver necklace with a cross, decorated with vines and leaves (I have one like that). He handed it to her. She took it with wide eyes and a smile. "
"I know its nothing fancy, and that you already have a necklace but.." He started but she cut him off. "Put it on for me," she said. Her eyes were starting to tear up. He complied. "Thank you," Trinity said. She gave him a huge hug. He gladly accepted it.
"LEGOLAS," boomed his fathers voice from down stairs. "Hurry up." He gathered his things. "Come on," Legolas said offering his hand to Trin. "I'll meet you down there," she said fidgeting. Legolas frowned a bit but nodded.
Outside the Palace
"Finally," Thranduil said exasperatedly. Legolas gave him an apologetic smile as he came out the door. He was shortly followed by Trinity. "Are you ready to go?" Legolas nodded to his father.
Legolas put his things on his horse, Taron. Then he turned to his father to bid farewell. He said goodbye to everyone and they wished him luck. Last of all he said goodbye to Trinity. He smiled when he saw how hard she was trying not to cry.
"Do not worry, my friend," Legolas said, "I will return. I promise." "I know," she said with a small smile. She threw her arms around him for one last hug. He felt something like cold metal on the back of his neck. When he withdrew from the hug he looked down and saw that he was wearing her medallion. "I can't accept this," he said, "it was your mothers." "I know," she grinned, " I expect it back." He gave her a curious look. "Now you have to return to me, right?" Trin said as the tears began to fall.
He wiped away her tears with his thumb. He then pulled her into once last embrace. "I will return to you, I promise," he whispered in her ear. After what seemed like forever, she pulled back and kissed his cheek. There was nothing left to say. Legolas got onto his horse and started to ride away. He turned around only once to wave goodbye to everyone although his gaze was upon Trinity. "Namarie," she whispered. She then turned around and went home for she did not wish to see him leave.