Disclaimer: Yep they all live with me in my back garden, no wait that was a dream I had in do not own them

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.

Thrust parry slash. The rhythm that Aragorn fell into kept repeating itself. He knew that sooner or later his opponent would make a mistake that would leave Aragorn with the opportunity win.

King Thranduil was on the defensive and needed to swap to offensive if he was to stand a chance at winning this. More than his life was on the line in this fight so was his honour.

The two evenly matched swords men circled each other both waiting for a chance to end the fight. They were about to end it when a sudden laugh broke through their defences and they both turned to watch the Elf sitting on the grass with a sketch pad. "Sorry." Legolas gasped between laughs "you just look so silly on such a fine day fighting for my honour or something like that." The two kings agreed with the reason of Legolas's words it was indeed far to hot for the pair to be sparring.

The two bowed to each other both keeping their honour in a well fought draw. They came and sat either side of the elf whose laughter had died down and was now concentrating soberly on a drawing of the willow tree in front of him.

The family had come on a picnic in the gardens of Mirkwood in order to chase the shadows of the past two weeks from their minds. Drowlin had been sent to Lothlorien to see if the Lady Galadrial could help his ill mind. Legolas was around six months pregnant and the twins were getting more active. The morning sickness seemed to have stopped and the travelling company had decided to depart to the Shire in a few days with promises of returning soon.

Gandalf, Nolvo and Alcarnor were talking quietly about thee route they would take to the Shire whilst Elardion and Lomion were talking to Gimli about a treaty between the elves of Mirkwood and the Dwarves of the Lonely mountain.

Thranduil, Aragorn and Legolas were sitting on a blanket enjoying each others company. Legolas had spent the entire afternoon sketching.

"Adar, Aragorn may I ask something please?"

"You already did Ion in but ask another."

"May I draw us all as a family before I leave. Please want a picture of my entire family before I leave for the Shire one that includes Gandalf, Gimli and Drowlin." The last word faded but the sharp ears of both King and ex-ranger caught it.

"Yes" Aragorn agreed then you can remember us as we are now and perhaps in a year will draw another one including our children." Aragorn half requested. Legolas nodded

The rest of the afternoon passed as happily as the first half with all beings at peace with one another.

Three days passed. Three days full of packing and Legolas forcing them all to sit still as he painted. Due to the absence of several people he wanted in the picture he also had to work by memory. It was finished.

Within the picture where Thranduil and his Queen right at the centre in front of them stood four halflings wearing the clothes of their quest to remember them as heroes. Behind the royal couple sat five of six brothers of Mirkwood and to the left stood Legolas with his arm around Aragorn whose arm was draped across Legolas's shoulder. To the right of the King and Queen of Mirkwood stood Gandalf and Gimli.

The colours Legolas had used were bright and reminded all who looked upon it of live and happiness.

The picture along with a few belongings was being sent home to Gondor to await their arrival in a few months. Along with apologises but they would be away longer than they thought due to unforeseen circumstances. They had been away for about three months already and planned to turn back at this point but instead decided to continue on to the Shire and possibly Rivendel.

At the moment Legolas and Aragorn were getting ready for the feast panned for their leaving. The fancy clothes they wee wearing made both feel uncomfortable and Legolas felt self conscious about the swell of his stomach.

In truth the royal couple looked marvellous and were waiting to be announced to the hall both wearing the crowns of their station and both talking about their plans for the shire.

"Announcing His Royal Highness King Thranduil. The Crown Prince Lomion Thranduilion, the second Prince Elardion and twin Princes Alcarnor and Nolvo." The royal family stepped out from behind the curtain to cheering from the people.

Legolas and Aragorn stayed behind the curtain being used as a divided between them and the crowds in the hall.

King Thranduil stepped forward. " Lords and Ladies I wish to thank you all for coming to celebrate today with us. Not only is it to wish the royals of Gondor well but also for another reason which I shall announce shortly. But now it gives me great pleasure to announce the royal couple King Ellessar Telcontar of Gondor and Prince of Mirkwood and Prince Consort of Gondor Legolas Thranduilion Telcontar."

The crowds erupted into a loud cheer and the pair stepped up beside Thranduil and waved slightly.

Thranduil stood and started a speech. "we elves have lived I these woods for countless years. First it was Greenwood the Great. And we lived and worked and defended our home. But the evil forces prevailed and it was renamed Mirkwood. But now today that evil has finally lifted and we no longer live in Mirkwood. But I feel we have come to far to be called Greenwood again for we are different elves in body and soul and deserve a name for our forest. I propose that we call our home Eryn Lasquelen (A/N IS THAT RIGHT?) The forests of the green leaves in honour of our own green leaf who this day will leave us once again." The crowd cheered and Legolas blushed.

The cheer went up and the lords and ladies toasted. Lomion stood raising a glass of wine and shouted "To Eryn Lasquelen." and the cry went up To Eryn Lasquelen

Okay that is officially the longest chapter that I have ever written. For this story. I spent three hours on the internet and scanning the boos for the correct spelling and translation and I have given up if this is wrong I do not care, but can you still tell me I thought it was kind of cool but whatever. I wan to invite you all over to my new story Second Chance for Happiness and love to all who reviewed please review again.

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