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Legolas' Day
Three Days before the Council
In the present, 500 years after that day he awoke with a start. He smiled at the dream he had had it was a good one. Sitting up he looked out the window and by the position of the sun realized that he was late for breakfast. He quickly pulled a comb through his hair and pulled on his forest green and brown tunic. He was going hunting today. He raced down the stairs and through the lightly colored halls.
As he hurried he thought about Aradel. He had continued seeing her for 50 years outside the palace gates and against his fathers word. After that he had asked if she could stay and live with them. He lied on a few minor details but in the end she was aloud. She lived there for 200 years after that. She had gotten along very well with everyone else in the palace, especially King Thranduil who had eventually come to love her like a daughter.
"I'm sorry, Ada, I slept in. I stayed up a little to late last night." He said bowing his head slightly as he entered the dinning hall.
Thranduil smiled obviously amused "No matter sit and have breakfast. You barely ate anything last night at dinner."
Legolas smiled, sat down beside his Ada and started to eat his Lamas bread. There was a moment of silence while they both sat eating. Thranduil was reading a book he had taken out of his study and Legolas was staring at the wall, unblinking almost eerily.
"You seem preoccupied. What is on your mind?" he asked.
"Oh, nothing just a dream I had last night." He smiled faintly still staring at the wall.
"And what, exactly, were you dreaming of?" Thranduil inquired.
"Oh, nothing." He said sarcastically rolling his eyes suspiciously. "Do you remember Aradel?"
"How could I forget. She lived here for 200 years after all. You always asked if she was an elf and she would always said no. Yes I remember."
"I dreamed of the day I met her. Under the big oak tree." He laughed.
"Well that is wonderful and I wish I could know more of it but I am afraid I have to exit to my study. If you'll excuse me." He got up and strode out of the hall and shut the doors quietly behind him.
Legolas sat by himself eating and thinking. He dismissed the dream as nothing more than a freak of nature and brought his thought to other matters like what he was going to do today. At this his brow furrowed, deep in thought.
After breakfast he went out to the fields to practice his swordsman ship with one of the servants who had a day off. Today it was Galin in the fields. After exchanging various taunts and strange looks they began to duel. Galin, who had been trained as a skilled swordsman since a very young age, did very well and pinned his opponent to the ground several times before he got the hang of it and managed to defend himself reasonably well.
When he grew tired of playing with swords, which was probably due to either Galin hitting him every which where every few seconds or his little brother, Galathil coming onto the field and cheering for his opponent. Whatever the reason he left and went into the palace where he wondered the halls, lazily poking his head into any rooms with their doors open. Soon he found himself at his Ada's study, poking his head in and taking a few seconds to recognize the familiar room.
It was white and silver, like all of the palace except the private rooms, with a mahogany bookcase in each corner filled with books and scrolls, journals, legal documents and such. On the left side there was a worn old mahogany chest with a rusty old lock on it. Facing the wall opposite Legolas, who stood at the door still, was his Ada, bent over a desk, also made of mahogany with many drawers with silver handles. All of the woodwork was delicately and intricately carved by the royal carpenters and looked wonderfully dark in comparison to the walls.
"Yes, what is it Legolas?" the King asked as his sensitive Elven ears heard the middle prince approaching the desk slowly.
"I was just seeing how you were fairing with your paperwork, Ada. I know how you loath it so." He walked up beside the desk and lent over to see what his Ada was working on. He couldn't see it as Thranduil was covering it unintentionally with his arm.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly leaning back on his chair. "I do loath it ion-nin, and I would love to have you as company but I am afraid that would put my concentration out of balance and I would not work very fast at all. I would wish you to leave now. Nammarie, I shall see you at dinner."
Legolas nodded and left silently. He was tired of wondering the hall so he went outside and wondered the gardens instead. The gardens and forests of Mirkwood had always interested and amazed the golden haired elf. With it's almost endless borders there was so much to explore and almost everyday he found himself winding through the paths of the forest or winding through it with the river or picking up fallen sticks from the trees in the courtyard. He doubted whether he would ever tire of them.
So he wondered and wondered eventually making his way into the forest and realizing with a start that he was late for dinner when the loud bell rang and he was a long ways from the palace. He raced back scraping himself many times, as he usually did. Speeding up the steps, he was now fifteen minutes late but when he entered the dining hall he found only his younger brother, Galathil and his older brother Arielus.
"Where is Ada?" he asked taking a seat at his normal place between both his siblings.
"He's had to work late in his papers. He says he is expected to work long after our bedtimes. And you! Stop that!" Arielus exclaimed looking down the table at Galathil who was banging his fork on his plate absent-mindedly looking around for Tonus, one of the servants, to bring in the food.
Finally he did and they ate in silence, for there was nothing to talk of. Legolas had to tend to his younger brother several times and help him with getting the food into his mouth. It wasn't that he was too young, he was in that stage where he knew how to eat appropriately but chose to throw his food and several targets throughout the room. His favorite being Legolas' head.
They cleared the table after dinner and put the dishes in the sink for Tonus or one of the other servants to wash. Then Arielus and Legolas went to work looking for dessert that Galathil would eat and not throw. Luckily, they found some cookies in the cupboards that were not too old and he accepted them with a grin and a childish gleam in his eyes.
Galathil ate his cookie as he followed his two older brothers into the courtyard. There was a rope swing in the center of it and the middle sibling when on first, pumping with all his might to get as high as he could so when he jumped off he would launch himself farther then Arielus' past record. All of them always did this after dinner. Arielus would always do the best and be far to ostentatious to not be annoying. Legolas would be just behind him and give dirty looks all around if anyone laughed, which they often did. And Galathil would be last and look confused at his low mark asking why their lines were before his to cute and innocent to be annoying.
Usually their Ada would join them on the bench not too far away and watch them, laugh with them, and sometimes, on a rare occasion, he would swing with them as well. And he proudly beat them all with flying colors. He would shout advice to the losers and congratulations to the winners winning him the title of best Ada ever with his children.
But today he was in his study. They were not worried, he had spent the night in his study more then once before but that didn't stop them from missing their Ada and king's company. Curiosity, as well, consumed them eventually. What could he be doing in there that is so important that he has to stay all night working on it? Oh well, they were having far too much fun to care at the moment.
When curiosity had finished exhaustion set in its place. The trio trudged up the stairs, dragging their feet and scuffing their heels all the way to their bedrooms. They dressed in their nightclothes and fell asleep quickly and quietly in their four poster beds.
The next morning Legolas awoke with a start to the pulling of his curtains and the blinding brilliants of the sun scolding his eyes.
"Arielus, what on earth are you doing?" he asked rubbing his eyes and swinging his legs off his bed.
"Ada requests your presence. He says it is important and wishes you up early so he sent me to wake you. He knows I know how to properly get you fully awake." The older sibling grinned in amusement as his little brother stumbled over to the bathroom and washed up. He quickly ran a brush threw his golden hair and braided it at the sides.
"Where am I to meet him?" Legolas asked drowsily pulling his casual tunic on over his light blue undershirt, which remained unseen.
"In his study, I presume. He didn't actually tell me but that is where he is at the moment." Arielus left and closed the door quietly behind him.
Legolas, still drowsy, casually made his way downstairs and into the study where he silently and respectfully opened the door and poked his head in.
"Ada?" he asked tentatively.
Thranduil waved his son in with an inviting wave of his hand. "I've got something for you to do. Gollum has escaped from the dungeons and we must warn Rivendale immediately. I think you must go, you ride the fastest. It is, of course your choice if you want to go or not." He added, a serious expression on his face.
"I'll think about it for a while. I wonder who will be there." He thought aloud.
"Probably a few different races. Men, Elves, Dwarves probably." Thranduil said absentmindedly continuing with his reading.
"Joy, dwarves." Legolas exclaimed sarcastically. There were many disagreements between the Elves and the Dwarves for reasons Legolas had long since forgotten.
Legolas thought for a few minutes longer and, after much consideration, said, "I'll go. It sounds like fun. And besides someone I know might be there."
After that he went up to his room and got his knives, swords, bows, and quiver filled with arrows. He walked through the halls and down to the stables where his horse was resting. He gave her the carrot he had stolen from the kitchens after breakfast. He walked out and mounted the beautiful white horse and rode to the front of the palace to say good bye to his Ada who was now waiting on the top steps.
"Nammarie, Ada." He said.
"Nammarie, ioin-nin. Be careful you never know what's out there these days." Thranduil replied. And with that he was off.
A/N:So this is a typical day as Legolas, except for the whole going to the council thingy. The next chapter will be up probably tomorrow, bcuz i uploaded like three more and can use the computer i have access to. Well i don't have much to say so I'll just go on to reviewer responses:D
Mistopurr: Thanks, glad u liked it!:D I so didn't have to work hard on the dialog cuz that's very vaguely wat i talk like in my head. I'm not crazy and i hav no idea wat these insane asylum workers r here for!
DreamingCrow: Please don't drop dead, of course getting hit by a bus isn't really dropping is it? No i'm just kidding don't die in any way shape or form, then u'll force me to clean up, lol. Newayz, glad u liked it to.
