To Mirkwood

Chapter 2: Farewell, White City

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Legolas stared at the spot where his father had just been sitting, stunned. "Was I… dethroned?" He asked out loud. He shook his head. "No… Ada wouldn't do that… would he?" No one answered him, as there was no one else in the room.

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Thranduil strode into The Great Hall. He found E'thane standing with the other elves. Elrond stood and was about to open his arms to his old friend when Thranduil stopped short. "E'thane, my son. Come here." He said. E'thane shifted his gaze to his father and nodded.

"Yes Ada?" He asked upon reaching his father.

"E'thane, I have some good news, and some bad news." Thranduil whispered, drawing E'thane to the side.

"Alright." E'thane said.

"I'll start with the bad news. Legolas had decided that he never wants to return to Mirkwood. He has given up his right to the throne. The good news is that since he has given up his right, you will be the next Crowned Prince of Mirkwood." Thranduil told his son.

"What… no…" E'thane was shocked. Why would his brother give up his right to the throne? He knew Legolas loved Mirkwood and he was excited to be the Crowned Prince. "There must be some mistake, Ada. Legolas would never…" Thranduil cut him off.

"He has given up his right. There is nothing more to say. We are leaving in the morning." Thranduil said, and he whirled around and left the room.

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E'thane had just related the story to the other elves. "That cirtenly doesn't sound like something Thranduil would do…" Elrond commented. Arwen placed her arm around the younger elf.

"Don't worry E'thane. I'm sure Legolas and Thranduil just had a misunderstanding." Arwen said. He sighed.

"I hope so…"

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The next morning was quiet. Legolas woke up in his room, not because of the singing bird, or the sun shining into his room, but because of the lack of sound. He sat up and looked out the window. Gray clouds completely covered the sky. The sun's rays were trying it's hardest to break through, but to no avail. Legolas dressed quickly and left his room. He found Aragorn in The Great Hall. He was pacing. "Aragorn." Legolas called out. He stopped and turned his dark eyes to his elvin friend.

"Legolas… your father is preparing to leave." Aragorn said. Legolas's eyes widened. He turned and hurried lightly out of the Hall. He found a group of horses and a few elves standing around. The elves had their hoods drawn up, and they said nothing to Legolas. Thranduil had told them the same story he told E'thane.

"Where is my father?" He called out. No one answered him. He started to panic slightly. "Where is my father?" He asked again. No one answered him. Legolas pushed through the elves and found E'thane standing against a wall. "E'thane!" He called out. His younger brother turned his head and saw his brother.

"Legolas…" He whispered.

"E'thane… what's… what's going on?" He asked.

"We're leaving. We're going back to Mirkwood. Legolas… did you really…" E'thane asked. He couldn't finish his sentence.

"What? What are you asking?" Legolas asked.

"Did you really… give up your right to the throne?" E'thane asked.

"No… I never did. Did Ada… did Ada tell you that?" Legolas asked. E'thane nodded.

"I knew you wouldn't ever do that. You have to tell Ada." E'thane whispered. Legolas turned to try to find his father. He saw the proud elven king standing at the head of the group of elves and horses.

"Ada!" Legolas called out, jogging over to him. Thranduil glanced down at Legolas.

"Who are you?" he asked. Legolas raised an eyebrow.

"Ada you know who I am! What's wrong with you?" Legolas shouted.

"Why are you calling me Ada? I don't know who you are. Now please, we are trying to go. E'thane, come here." Thranduil called to his son. E'thane made his way slowly to his father.

"Ada please! Let Legolas explain himself!" Thranduil turned away. "He did not give up his right to the throne!" E'thane shouted. This caused the other elves to turned and look at Legolas, waiting for an explanation. Legolas nodded.

"I never said I was going to give up the throne!" Legolas shouted at his father. The group of elves became silent. Thranduil's face reddened slightly. His green eyes stared down at Legolas's blue ones. No words were exchanged. Finally, Thranduil spoke.

"You spent the night thinking about it and decided to change your mind! Are you planning on bringing Mirkwood to it's knees; destroying the realm that your family for thousands and thousands of years have fought to keep safe? Come now, Legolas. I won't let you destroy Mirkwood. I know your intentions." Thranduil said. Legolas blinked in disbelief.

"No…" Legolas whispered.

"Come, woodland elves. Let us travel northward home." Thranduil commanded. The elves mounted their horses, and in an instant, they were gone, riding down through the city to the gate, to leave the white city behind…

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Short chapter once again. Sorry guys. I don't know where this is going. It's kinda weird. I have an idea though. So keep reading once I get my next chapter up.

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