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Lomion: Oldest Brother. Crown Prince. Looks after his little brothers and is respected and trusted, by everyone.
Elardion: A tactician and scholar who trained under Lord Elrond as a healer for a few years before returning to Mirkwood when Legolas was born
Alcarnor and Nolvo: The twins the only two elves in existence who could be looked upon as mad and crazy as Elladan and Elrohir
Drowlin: Was the youngest but when Legolas was born felt ignored. (He is not he just likes to be the centre of attention) hates Legolas because he feels that Legolas has everything which he should have
Legolas: The youngest prince. Married to Aragorn. Very Artistic and generous loved
by all and slightly spoilt by his family but a nice person.
Turning suddenly all five princes were filled with a sudden dread. That evaporated at the sight of their father standing ion the doorway.
"Drowlin always blamed you when his life went wrong, because you were the easiest target." Thranduil walked over to his youngest and wrapped his arms around him. "Drowlin looks upon himself as unloved when I promised him that he would always be my son after you were born he replied
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"I know that Ada, but I will not be your baby anymore." The younger Drowlin said.
The ebony hair of him was shiny and he looked every part the Mirkwood elf. One of the deepest regrets of the queen was that she had no child that looked like her. No one to pass he looks to.
From inside the room where she was laying asleep came a soft cry. Thranduil left his son and walked into the room. Laying in the cot, was a tiny elfling barely two hours old. This elfling looked so much like his mother. With clear blue eyes and a small amount of golden hair, the young prince looked the spitting image of his mother.
From the door Drowlin scowled his father ignored him the moment that little brat started to cry.
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"But why I Have never done anything to him." Legolas was rubbing his stomach clearly agitated at the thought of being hated so openly for things that he could not control.
"I know not son. But he will try to hurt you threw those you love. First Aragorn and then . . ." the King trailed off and looked at Legolas's ever-growing stomach,
"No" the twins rose together and walked over to their brother and place their hands on his shoulders. "We will not let him hurt you or them Legolas." Promised Nolvo and gently rubbed Legolas's shoulder causing him to relax.
Thranduil thought for a moment and said "Legolas I want you to go and wait in Aragorns room, I will have guards posted outside and you will be safe, your brothers and I will go talk to Drowlin but I must know that you are well."
Standing all five brothers agreed to this pan and Legolas was escorted to the healing wing by Nolvo. Once inside the room the door was locked and guards posted..
Walking over to the bed Legolas gently brushed Aragorns hair away from his face.
Starting to sing the elven voice of Legolas sounded magical
You left me with goodbye and open arms
A cut so deep I don't deserve
You were always invincible in my eyes
The only thing against us now is time
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true
If I only had one more day
I lie down and blind myself with laughter
A quick fix of hope is what I'm needing
And how I wish that I could turn back the hours
But I know I just don't have the power
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true
If I only had one more day
I'd jump at the chance
We'd sing and we'd dance
And listen close to your every word
As if it's your last, I know it's your last
Cause today, oh, you're gone
Could it be any harder to say goodbye and without you
Could it be any harder to watch you go, to face what's true
If I only had one more day
Like sand on my feet
The smell of sweet perfume
You stick to me forever
And I wish you didn't go
And I wish you didn't go. I wish you didn't go away
To touch you again
with life in your hands
It couldn't be any harder . . . Harder . . . Harder
Legolas started to cry as he reached the end of his song knowing that this may be as close as he ever came to seeing Aragorn alive and well. The hope that he had so clung to was starting to break.
"Well well brother, yet another one of your undiscovered talents song writing. I will have to remember to inform Adar. "
Swinging around Legolas saw Drowlin entering through the window to the healing ward. Quickly running to the door Legolas never made it before he felt a clothe being held over his mouth and nose and breathed in noticing the smell of several herbs, he felt himself lifted onto someone's shoulders before he completely lost consciousness.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I did not expect my fingers to write that. I like that chapter. Please say you do or I will be upset. I may not be able to keep updating every day from now on. I f I receive lots of reviews it will encourage me to keep writing.
The song is by The Calling ands call Could it be any harder. For those wondering The Calling are my favourite band and I love them so much. If any one out there likes the Calling review and we can like them together.
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