DISCLAIMER: Yessss.... they are mine, my own, my precioussssss. And then I fall from the tree I was sleeping in and woke up.

Author Notes:  This story is a background so my other stories will be more clear. There will be A LOT of Legolas-angst, torture and drama so I hope you enjoy it. It also is going to be AU since in my world elves do tire, feel cold, can be cruel... Please not that I have nothing against Thranduil, in fact I like him a lot! But I need him to be a little cruel so Legolas can suffer! Also is AU because some facts are not exactly as Tolkien said though I will do my best to keep cannon.

And please remember that my mother tongue is Sindarin and Quenya, not English, sorry for the mistakes

The Truth in those sad eyes

By Fantasia of the Moon

Prologue

Legolas Greenleaf was the first son of the King and Queen from Mirkwood, having being born in 250 TA when Greenwood the Great was already known as Mirkwood.

            Since he was a little child, his parents refused to pampered him not wanting to spoiled him, but the rulers of the elven realm had been so drastic that they had not even showrd him any sing of love and so the prince had grown up feeling a little unwanted, even if he always tried to remind himself that that was just their way.

He always put all the effort in his lessons, either learning from the warriors and from the scholars so his parents will be happy and proud of him, but unfortunately never succeed. For his father it was never good enough and his mother really didn't care. Friends? None, all of them considered him kind of strange and eccentric. He remembered one time when he thought he had found at last friends, three elves more or less his same age, but soon he discovered that the more they knew him, the more they dislike him and one day they all left him. Since then he had prefer to be alone and no others had looked for his friendship.

So as the years passed, he felt more lonely and lost and that pain was mirror in his crystal blue eyes that always shone with melancholy. The trees were his only friends and he sang with him enjoying the presence of the young prince, so Legolas was very fond of wandering alone in the gardens, and when he was allowed to leave the palace, in the woods.

It was when the young Greenleaf was one hundred fifty years that the queen became pregnant. When they had told Legolas, he was rather happy for he had saw an opportunity to have someone to share things with, but nothing happened as they expected. The queen died giving birth to the child, a male elf who was call Vinyaron, and so it was a great tragedy.

Thranduil grieve for months hugging his new born child that was the last act of love that his wife had done for she had resisted until the baby was born so she wouldn't take him to Mandos' as well. The Elvenking spend most of his time with his youngest son, forgetting completely his firstborn that was grieving for his mother as well.

Alone, always alone Legolas manage to prevail over it. By this time he was just twenty years of becoming a young warrior.

But the worst came when looking for hope in his new brother he only found reject once more, for as years passed Vinyaron became aware that Thranduil hugged him and Legolas no, that he was tender with him and not with Legolas. Vinyaron was also always pretending to be cheerful and complacent with others.

When Legolas reached his majority, Vinyaron was in the middle of his training as a warrior. The youngest prince had become spoiled and hypocrite, while Legolas had built a mask that covered all his loneliness and agony, just his eyes reveled his sadness.

TBC...

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