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Summary: We finally find out what really happened to Legolas' dear old mommy.
The Truth About Legolas' Mother
The sun was shining; hot and harsh on their necks as they notched their bows with sharp arrows aiming at the far targets earlier set up. Both Aradel and Legolas threw discouraging comments at the other in hopes of distracting the other. Luckily for Aradel Legolas was distracted on the second draw by Galathil skipping right in front of him. Of course his older brother felt obliged to aim directly for him and chase after him when he ran to tell Thranduil then pin him down and make him swear he wouldn't tell. He'd already gotten grounded for that once before.
"Will you shoot!" Aradel scolded in his ear while he was aiming making him jump just as he let go of the arrow. She laughed when it went about a foot over the target.
She took a deep breath and notched her arrow. Aiming carefully and making sure to take the wind resistance into account. Just as she was about to let fly her companions hand lowered her bow. Her shoulders dropped, "What is it now?"
"I get a redo, that one was completely your fault!" he said loudly.
"No! It's not my fault you can't shoot under pressure." She retorted as-a-matter-of-factly.
"That's not pressure that's reflexes and I get a redo!" He notched his bow and aimed.
"Why are we even doing this we've already practiced for the day." She noticed bluntly, quirking an eyebrow.
He stopped and lowered his own bow. "You are right, let's go inside. It's hot out." So they packed up and started to walk towards the stone palace. As they were walking Nacumirus popped up out of no where just behind them.
"I miss Nanneth." He said bluntly before running off far ahead of them.
"That is one weird Elf." Aradel remarked watching his back getting smaller and smaller. Her quiver of arrows was strapped across her chest resting on her back and her bow was swung in a similar manner, as were Legolas' things.
He nodded in agreement. "Yes, once we found him huddled in the fetal position in the corner of his room rocking back and forth. When we asked him what was wrong he said the teddy bears were after him. What's a teddy bear?"
"I've no idea."
"But he does have a point. We all miss Nanneth, ever since she went away. Galathil cries at night. Nacumirus doesn't show any sign of emotion, as usually but I know he's missing her as much as the rest of us. Ada's acting pretty much as normal I suppose but as with Nacumirus he's hurting as well." He sighed glancing around, doggedly for no apparent reason, looking a bit like a robin as he did so.
She looked at him and shook her head. "I find it disturbing that you are the most normal of you three. As for your mother, I don't know what to say so let's not talk about it please." He chuckled and nodded slowly.
So they talked about something else as they entered the stone palace. After depositing their weaponry in their rooms the duo wandered the halls and grounds talking about bunnies and pretty green plants. How bunnies would grill up nicely in a nice red wine sauce and how it was funny the pretty green plants can cause extreme discomfort or if ingested kill you despite the fact it's pretty and seems harmless. They really did have positive attitudes. Right.
As they entered the main hall for the second time after roaming the edge of the forest and pacing in between rows of flowers and trees that were in the grounds of the castle Nacumirus bolted right in front of them, golden hair waving crazily behind him.
"Hey! Yea, you!" Legolas called after him. He stopped and backtracked to face them "Where are you off to in such a hurry? Is something on fire? Again?"
"No, no, no, no, no! Ada's just called a family meeting in the lounge, didn't you hear the bells. I'm so excited I wonder what he's going to say. Maybe he's going to give us sweets!" he replied zealously, a demented glint in his normally sharp blue eyes.
"Down boy." His brother said quite taken aback by his brother's normal abnormal behavior. Normally in families of three or more the youngest subconsciously craves attention and acts out to get it while the oldest tries to separate themselves from the rest of the family and has more of a risk of getting severely depressed while the middle sits back quietly, amusedly observing it all putting in their opinions when they feel it's needed. In the Thranduilion family, however, it was the exact opposite. The eldest acts like the youngest should, the youngest acts as the eldest should and the middle channels all his frustration onto the girl who was at the moment standing beside him.
Aradel sighed dramatically. "Well go then. I'll just go water the gardens, I was, after all, the one who scared her into thinking there were flesh eating worms in there. Bye." She waved automatically and started towards the gardens and would have made it if Legolas hadn't grabbed her arm, dragging her back in.
"Ada considers you a daughter, you're coming. And besides if I have to go through another one of his lectures so do you. It's probably half your fault anyway." He said dragging her to the silvery archway that indicated the entrance to the lounge.
She groaned inwardly. "What do you mean half my fault?"
He sat her down in a red and gold designed chair on his side of the matching couch. Thranduil was sitting on the larger couch opposite them, Galathil was beside Legolas and Nacumirus was looking ecstatic on the left of Galathil.
"Now children." He began slowly. "You know the situation with your Nanneth's recent…departure."
They all nodded in union, a saddened look overcoming their faces. Especially Nacumirus who seemed let down that he was not getting sweets.
"Well I have some bad news, but don't get as upset as you did when she…left." Every one of them came up with the most gruesome and morbid possible outcome to this conversation possible. Aradel won. "Her departure from Rivendell back to Mirkwood has been delayed due to weather another couple of days." He finished finally.
There was an awkward silence, half very relieved, half quite disappointed. Finally the eldest of the sons broke the silenced by hopping from his seat with a yell of frustration. "That's it?! We could have been outside playing and you call us in for that? Nanneth's being delayed a few days, we didn't know when she was coming back in the first place!" his eyes popped and a vain in his head throbbed. "I want candy!" he finished with an especially loud yell and a resolved sigh.
Every eye was on him but Thranduil's was a glare that could have taken down a rogue Oliphant. "I guess I'll just send myself to my room then." And with a confirming nod from his father marched off to his chambers to think about what he had done. Bad Nacumirus, no yelling. Bad Elf. I think he deserves a slap on the nose with a newspaper.
Just as everyone was departing from the room the front doors opened and a warm, familiar, female voice echoed through the halls. "I'm home!"
Their eyes widen and they ran out to greet her. "Nanneth!" they all screamed, except Aradel of course, and jumped on her almost suffocating her. She wrapped her arms around the two of them and then the three when Nacumirus came down as he realized what the commotion was. Thranduil walked in and locked eyes with his wife. The children backed off as he slowly walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Welcome home." He said with a smile before kissing her passionately. Everyone else in the room 'Eeeewwwww'ed and made there throwing up motions and the adults laughed. So did Aradel but in a slightly more concealed way.
"What are you doing home so soon? I thought there had been delays." Thranduil asked after the laughter and disgusted noises had died down.
"Well I said to myself, 'Tamuril, you can sit here in the rain with grumpy old Elrond or you can get a little wet and see your family more soon' Three guesses which I chose." She replied with a grin.
That night they had a big feast, or as big as they could have on such short notice, where Aradel was placed by everyone in the household in the seat next to Tamuril's. They all talked late into the night, getting to know each other. In honesty they didn't get along all that well but better to know sooner then later. A certain middle prince wouldn't stop making fun of a certain woman who didn't get along with his mother for it for a long time.
And so the truth about Legolas' mother was revealed to all. And that truth was Tamuril was not dead by some tragic accident or murder but alive and well with nothing wrong with her. And everyone was glad of it. As for Nacumirus, Aradel advised he go on Valium, a new drug she discovered in the forest long before she met Legolas that calmed you down sufficiently. The side affects were to severe however and he did not. So all was well and Nacumirus was hyper.
The End
A/N: Well now you know the deal with Legolas' mom. Isn't it great? I had to search so long to find a name good enough to be her name. Actually I just went to one of those Elvish Name Translators so it wasn't that hard. Well hopefully i finally get some reviews(i havn't got any for the longest time) Nehoo bye-bye!:D
Summary: We finally find out what really happened to Legolas' dear old mommy.
The Truth About Legolas' Mother
The sun was shining; hot and harsh on their necks as they notched their bows with sharp arrows aiming at the far targets earlier set up. Both Aradel and Legolas threw discouraging comments at the other in hopes of distracting the other. Luckily for Aradel Legolas was distracted on the second draw by Galathil skipping right in front of him. Of course his older brother felt obliged to aim directly for him and chase after him when he ran to tell Thranduil then pin him down and make him swear he wouldn't tell. He'd already gotten grounded for that once before.
"Will you shoot!" Aradel scolded in his ear while he was aiming making him jump just as he let go of the arrow. She laughed when it went about a foot over the target.
She took a deep breath and notched her arrow. Aiming carefully and making sure to take the wind resistance into account. Just as she was about to let fly her companions hand lowered her bow. Her shoulders dropped, "What is it now?"
"I get a redo, that one was completely your fault!" he said loudly.
"No! It's not my fault you can't shoot under pressure." She retorted as-a-matter-of-factly.
"That's not pressure that's reflexes and I get a redo!" He notched his bow and aimed.
"Why are we even doing this we've already practiced for the day." She noticed bluntly, quirking an eyebrow.
He stopped and lowered his own bow. "You are right, let's go inside. It's hot out." So they packed up and started to walk towards the stone palace. As they were walking Nacumirus popped up out of no where just behind them.
"I miss Nanneth." He said bluntly before running off far ahead of them.
"That is one weird Elf." Aradel remarked watching his back getting smaller and smaller. Her quiver of arrows was strapped across her chest resting on her back and her bow was swung in a similar manner, as were Legolas' things.
He nodded in agreement. "Yes, once we found him huddled in the fetal position in the corner of his room rocking back and forth. When we asked him what was wrong he said the teddy bears were after him. What's a teddy bear?"
"I've no idea."
"But he does have a point. We all miss Nanneth, ever since she went away. Galathil cries at night. Nacumirus doesn't show any sign of emotion, as usually but I know he's missing her as much as the rest of us. Ada's acting pretty much as normal I suppose but as with Nacumirus he's hurting as well." He sighed glancing around, doggedly for no apparent reason, looking a bit like a robin as he did so.
She looked at him and shook her head. "I find it disturbing that you are the most normal of you three. As for your mother, I don't know what to say so let's not talk about it please." He chuckled and nodded slowly.
So they talked about something else as they entered the stone palace. After depositing their weaponry in their rooms the duo wandered the halls and grounds talking about bunnies and pretty green plants. How bunnies would grill up nicely in a nice red wine sauce and how it was funny the pretty green plants can cause extreme discomfort or if ingested kill you despite the fact it's pretty and seems harmless. They really did have positive attitudes. Right.
As they entered the main hall for the second time after roaming the edge of the forest and pacing in between rows of flowers and trees that were in the grounds of the castle Nacumirus bolted right in front of them, golden hair waving crazily behind him.
"Hey! Yea, you!" Legolas called after him. He stopped and backtracked to face them "Where are you off to in such a hurry? Is something on fire? Again?"
"No, no, no, no, no! Ada's just called a family meeting in the lounge, didn't you hear the bells. I'm so excited I wonder what he's going to say. Maybe he's going to give us sweets!" he replied zealously, a demented glint in his normally sharp blue eyes.
"Down boy." His brother said quite taken aback by his brother's normal abnormal behavior. Normally in families of three or more the youngest subconsciously craves attention and acts out to get it while the oldest tries to separate themselves from the rest of the family and has more of a risk of getting severely depressed while the middle sits back quietly, amusedly observing it all putting in their opinions when they feel it's needed. In the Thranduilion family, however, it was the exact opposite. The eldest acts like the youngest should, the youngest acts as the eldest should and the middle channels all his frustration onto the girl who was at the moment standing beside him.
Aradel sighed dramatically. "Well go then. I'll just go water the gardens, I was, after all, the one who scared her into thinking there were flesh eating worms in there. Bye." She waved automatically and started towards the gardens and would have made it if Legolas hadn't grabbed her arm, dragging her back in.
"Ada considers you a daughter, you're coming. And besides if I have to go through another one of his lectures so do you. It's probably half your fault anyway." He said dragging her to the silvery archway that indicated the entrance to the lounge.
She groaned inwardly. "What do you mean half my fault?"
He sat her down in a red and gold designed chair on his side of the matching couch. Thranduil was sitting on the larger couch opposite them, Galathil was beside Legolas and Nacumirus was looking ecstatic on the left of Galathil.
"Now children." He began slowly. "You know the situation with your Nanneth's recent…departure."
They all nodded in union, a saddened look overcoming their faces. Especially Nacumirus who seemed let down that he was not getting sweets.
"Well I have some bad news, but don't get as upset as you did when she…left." Every one of them came up with the most gruesome and morbid possible outcome to this conversation possible. Aradel won. "Her departure from Rivendell back to Mirkwood has been delayed due to weather another couple of days." He finished finally.
There was an awkward silence, half very relieved, half quite disappointed. Finally the eldest of the sons broke the silenced by hopping from his seat with a yell of frustration. "That's it?! We could have been outside playing and you call us in for that? Nanneth's being delayed a few days, we didn't know when she was coming back in the first place!" his eyes popped and a vain in his head throbbed. "I want candy!" he finished with an especially loud yell and a resolved sigh.
Every eye was on him but Thranduil's was a glare that could have taken down a rogue Oliphant. "I guess I'll just send myself to my room then." And with a confirming nod from his father marched off to his chambers to think about what he had done. Bad Nacumirus, no yelling. Bad Elf. I think he deserves a slap on the nose with a newspaper.
Just as everyone was departing from the room the front doors opened and a warm, familiar, female voice echoed through the halls. "I'm home!"
Their eyes widen and they ran out to greet her. "Nanneth!" they all screamed, except Aradel of course, and jumped on her almost suffocating her. She wrapped her arms around the two of them and then the three when Nacumirus came down as he realized what the commotion was. Thranduil walked in and locked eyes with his wife. The children backed off as he slowly walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Welcome home." He said with a smile before kissing her passionately. Everyone else in the room 'Eeeewwwww'ed and made there throwing up motions and the adults laughed. So did Aradel but in a slightly more concealed way.
"What are you doing home so soon? I thought there had been delays." Thranduil asked after the laughter and disgusted noises had died down.
"Well I said to myself, 'Tamuril, you can sit here in the rain with grumpy old Elrond or you can get a little wet and see your family more soon' Three guesses which I chose." She replied with a grin.
That night they had a big feast, or as big as they could have on such short notice, where Aradel was placed by everyone in the household in the seat next to Tamuril's. They all talked late into the night, getting to know each other. In honesty they didn't get along all that well but better to know sooner then later. A certain middle prince wouldn't stop making fun of a certain woman who didn't get along with his mother for it for a long time.
And so the truth about Legolas' mother was revealed to all. And that truth was Tamuril was not dead by some tragic accident or murder but alive and well with nothing wrong with her. And everyone was glad of it. As for Nacumirus, Aradel advised he go on Valium, a new drug she discovered in the forest long before she met Legolas that calmed you down sufficiently. The side affects were to severe however and he did not. So all was well and Nacumirus was hyper.
The End
A/N: Well now you know the deal with Legolas' mom. Isn't it great? I had to search so long to find a name good enough to be her name. Actually I just went to one of those Elvish Name Translators so it wasn't that hard. Well hopefully i finally get some reviews(i havn't got any for the longest time) Nehoo bye-bye!:D