Since You've Been Gone
As the Blues Grab and Take a Hold
The fellowship had made it out of the Mines of Moria in shock. Gandalf, the one they were all sure would guide them in their quest, had fallen protecting them from the Balrog of Moria. Now it was up to Aragorn to lead them. Legolas came to a decision as they stood on the rocks outside the mines grieving. He would put aside his feelings and give Aragorn all the support he needed. He would be the one Aragorn could rely on no matter what happened. It seemed now was as good a time as any to start so when Aragorn called for the hobbits to get up Legolas went around helping them while offering small words of comfort. Now they would make their way to Lothlorien
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In Lothlorien the fellowship could finally concentrate on their fallen comrade and friend. After meeting Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn they were permitted to rest while elves guarded the borders. Unlike the atmosphere in Rivendell, which was joyful apart from the council and its topic, in Lothlorien after the news of Gandalf's fall the air was heavy with grief. The elves of Lothlorien were singing beautiful songs of lament which Legolas would not translate to the non elvish speakers in the group saying he had not the skill and for him the grief was still too near. Legolas was torn up inside. Should he stay with Aragorn and the fellowship or go to his kin? He greatly desired both though he may never see the elves again. After making up his mind Legolas went in search of Aragorn.
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"I have decided I will go talk with the Galadhrim for a while. I miss my kin and-" Aragorn put a hand up to silence him. "I understand. You need to be back with elf-kind for a while," the ranger smiled at the elf. "I will return soon of course. Thank you for understanding." He reluctantly turned and left to seek the elves. Gimli watched the elf prince as he walked off wondering at the elf's behaviour. Why does he seek permission from Aragorn? Surely he would normally just leave. Gimli just shrugged and thought no more about it.
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Legolas was deep in thought when he sensed the was another elf nearby. He had not been walking long so he had not really been expecting to come across someone so soon. He stopped and looked around. There was a figure in the distance walking towards him. As the figure drew nearer Legolas could see his features better. It was Haldir, a dear friend Legolas had known for many years. He made his way toward Haldir and before too long they were smiling and greeting each other. "I was just looking for you," Haldir stated. "Is that so? What do you want with me?" Legolas tried to sound indifferent but he knew Haldir could sense the excitement and joy at seeing an old friend again. "I wish to hear news. Of your father and all your doings since we last met. Come let's find somewhere to sit and talk." Haldir led Legolas away to the courtyard near his room. Here there were chairs and a table which had a platter of fruit read to be consumed. There was also drink on the table. "Is all this for me?" Legolas asked looking at the table. "No it's for my other friend that I haven't seen in years," Haldir said sarcastically. Legolas ignored the comment and sat in one of the chairs. Haldir followed his example. "So is your father well?" Haldir questioned. "When he sent me to Rivendell he was well. Though he sent a message with me informing Elrond he was too ill to attend himself. He is merely too lazy and does not care for anyone but himself," Legolas said bitterly. 1 Haldir nodded thinking it best just to agree with Legolas. "And your intended?" "How would I know? I do not care. I will not marry a stranger just because father thinks it best. I will only marry for love," Haldir shook his head. "You always did follow your heart. Don't you think it's about time you started to think like a responsible adult. I hate to admit it but I think your father's right. One day you will be King of Mirkwood and you will need a Queen." "I won't be King. All elves are leaving these shores soon. For that I am grateful. I do not wish to rule. I never want to turn out like him." "And you will be leaving these shores too? Living the remainder of your life alone? Or worse, looking after your father?" "No I do not intend to go." "I thought not. Where do you intend to go when all this is over?" "I do not know if this will ever be over. Now Gandalf is gone I do not see any hope of our quests success," Legolas' voice was very quiet and he was looking at the ground as he spoke. "You have no faith in the Halfling? Or Aragorn for that matter," Haldir knew he struck close to the elf's heart here. Legolas' head snapped up to look at him. "Frodo is strong but no one really knows how much longer he can resist the Ring. Gandalf told me he didn't really have any hope either but that we should all give our best. Aragorn I trust completely." "Perhaps you should not put so much faith in him. He is still mortal and weak after all." "He is strong, not like most men," Legolas said stubbornly. "You admire him? For his." Haldir trailed off. "I admire him because he is not like most men. He is strong yet kind," Legolas said. "Is that all you admire about it?" Haldir asked slyly. "Are you implying something, Haldir?" "Of course not," the Lorien elf smirked. "Tell me of the others." "I like Merry and Pippin. They manage to keep everyone from getting too down. Sam is very loyal to Frodo. I've never seen anything quite like it. Boromir is a good warrior but his willpower is weak. At the council I realised this. Gimli is stubborn, childish, never misses a chance to show off," Legolas scowled. "Much like a certain elf I know," Haldir chuckled. "I am none of these things!" Legolas protested. "You are. You always have been, reckless, childish, VERY stubborn. I remember when we were much younger and your maid wanted you to wear that blue tunic to the feast." "I remember that. It was a horrible colour and no shape. She had no taste whatsoever." "And you wanted to wear you favourite green tunic with the gold leaves." Legolas was smiling at the memory. "You ran away crying as I remember it," Haldir added. "I did not cry!" they were both laughing now. "If the quest succeeds what will you do? What of the rest of the fellowship?" Haldir returned to serious discussion. "I will not return to Mirkwood. I do not know what I shall do. The hobbits will return to the shire, Gimli to his family, Boromir to Gondor where Aragorn will take Arwen as his bride and Gondor shall have a new King," Legolas' voice became sad when he said the last part. "You care much for this Aragorn don't you?" Haldir asked even though it was obvious. "I never could hide anything from you could I?" Legolas tried to sound annoyed.
TBC
1 I'm not actually entirely sure about Thranduil and Legolas' relationship but (stereotyping I know) I'd just imaging the King's rule would be more important than being a father figure so Legolas would feel at least a little bitter. Also I know elves don't show outer emotion. I just figured it is a matter of pride and they would not try so hard to disguise emotions around people they trust.
Jadesaber I hope this chapter is long enough for you. It was a bit longer but when I read over it there were heaps of things I didn't like or I thought didn't fit but I tried to make it was long as I could. It is longer than the last one anyway.
Thanks again to everyone who read this. ^-^x Make sure you tell me if this isn't good enough cause I'll try much much harder on the next chap if it wasn't.
As the Blues Grab and Take a Hold
The fellowship had made it out of the Mines of Moria in shock. Gandalf, the one they were all sure would guide them in their quest, had fallen protecting them from the Balrog of Moria. Now it was up to Aragorn to lead them. Legolas came to a decision as they stood on the rocks outside the mines grieving. He would put aside his feelings and give Aragorn all the support he needed. He would be the one Aragorn could rely on no matter what happened. It seemed now was as good a time as any to start so when Aragorn called for the hobbits to get up Legolas went around helping them while offering small words of comfort. Now they would make their way to Lothlorien
~*~
In Lothlorien the fellowship could finally concentrate on their fallen comrade and friend. After meeting Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn they were permitted to rest while elves guarded the borders. Unlike the atmosphere in Rivendell, which was joyful apart from the council and its topic, in Lothlorien after the news of Gandalf's fall the air was heavy with grief. The elves of Lothlorien were singing beautiful songs of lament which Legolas would not translate to the non elvish speakers in the group saying he had not the skill and for him the grief was still too near. Legolas was torn up inside. Should he stay with Aragorn and the fellowship or go to his kin? He greatly desired both though he may never see the elves again. After making up his mind Legolas went in search of Aragorn.
~*~
"I have decided I will go talk with the Galadhrim for a while. I miss my kin and-" Aragorn put a hand up to silence him. "I understand. You need to be back with elf-kind for a while," the ranger smiled at the elf. "I will return soon of course. Thank you for understanding." He reluctantly turned and left to seek the elves. Gimli watched the elf prince as he walked off wondering at the elf's behaviour. Why does he seek permission from Aragorn? Surely he would normally just leave. Gimli just shrugged and thought no more about it.
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Legolas was deep in thought when he sensed the was another elf nearby. He had not been walking long so he had not really been expecting to come across someone so soon. He stopped and looked around. There was a figure in the distance walking towards him. As the figure drew nearer Legolas could see his features better. It was Haldir, a dear friend Legolas had known for many years. He made his way toward Haldir and before too long they were smiling and greeting each other. "I was just looking for you," Haldir stated. "Is that so? What do you want with me?" Legolas tried to sound indifferent but he knew Haldir could sense the excitement and joy at seeing an old friend again. "I wish to hear news. Of your father and all your doings since we last met. Come let's find somewhere to sit and talk." Haldir led Legolas away to the courtyard near his room. Here there were chairs and a table which had a platter of fruit read to be consumed. There was also drink on the table. "Is all this for me?" Legolas asked looking at the table. "No it's for my other friend that I haven't seen in years," Haldir said sarcastically. Legolas ignored the comment and sat in one of the chairs. Haldir followed his example. "So is your father well?" Haldir questioned. "When he sent me to Rivendell he was well. Though he sent a message with me informing Elrond he was too ill to attend himself. He is merely too lazy and does not care for anyone but himself," Legolas said bitterly. 1 Haldir nodded thinking it best just to agree with Legolas. "And your intended?" "How would I know? I do not care. I will not marry a stranger just because father thinks it best. I will only marry for love," Haldir shook his head. "You always did follow your heart. Don't you think it's about time you started to think like a responsible adult. I hate to admit it but I think your father's right. One day you will be King of Mirkwood and you will need a Queen." "I won't be King. All elves are leaving these shores soon. For that I am grateful. I do not wish to rule. I never want to turn out like him." "And you will be leaving these shores too? Living the remainder of your life alone? Or worse, looking after your father?" "No I do not intend to go." "I thought not. Where do you intend to go when all this is over?" "I do not know if this will ever be over. Now Gandalf is gone I do not see any hope of our quests success," Legolas' voice was very quiet and he was looking at the ground as he spoke. "You have no faith in the Halfling? Or Aragorn for that matter," Haldir knew he struck close to the elf's heart here. Legolas' head snapped up to look at him. "Frodo is strong but no one really knows how much longer he can resist the Ring. Gandalf told me he didn't really have any hope either but that we should all give our best. Aragorn I trust completely." "Perhaps you should not put so much faith in him. He is still mortal and weak after all." "He is strong, not like most men," Legolas said stubbornly. "You admire him? For his." Haldir trailed off. "I admire him because he is not like most men. He is strong yet kind," Legolas said. "Is that all you admire about it?" Haldir asked slyly. "Are you implying something, Haldir?" "Of course not," the Lorien elf smirked. "Tell me of the others." "I like Merry and Pippin. They manage to keep everyone from getting too down. Sam is very loyal to Frodo. I've never seen anything quite like it. Boromir is a good warrior but his willpower is weak. At the council I realised this. Gimli is stubborn, childish, never misses a chance to show off," Legolas scowled. "Much like a certain elf I know," Haldir chuckled. "I am none of these things!" Legolas protested. "You are. You always have been, reckless, childish, VERY stubborn. I remember when we were much younger and your maid wanted you to wear that blue tunic to the feast." "I remember that. It was a horrible colour and no shape. She had no taste whatsoever." "And you wanted to wear you favourite green tunic with the gold leaves." Legolas was smiling at the memory. "You ran away crying as I remember it," Haldir added. "I did not cry!" they were both laughing now. "If the quest succeeds what will you do? What of the rest of the fellowship?" Haldir returned to serious discussion. "I will not return to Mirkwood. I do not know what I shall do. The hobbits will return to the shire, Gimli to his family, Boromir to Gondor where Aragorn will take Arwen as his bride and Gondor shall have a new King," Legolas' voice became sad when he said the last part. "You care much for this Aragorn don't you?" Haldir asked even though it was obvious. "I never could hide anything from you could I?" Legolas tried to sound annoyed.
TBC
1 I'm not actually entirely sure about Thranduil and Legolas' relationship but (stereotyping I know) I'd just imaging the King's rule would be more important than being a father figure so Legolas would feel at least a little bitter. Also I know elves don't show outer emotion. I just figured it is a matter of pride and they would not try so hard to disguise emotions around people they trust.
Jadesaber I hope this chapter is long enough for you. It was a bit longer but when I read over it there were heaps of things I didn't like or I thought didn't fit but I tried to make it was long as I could. It is longer than the last one anyway.
Thanks again to everyone who read this. ^-^x Make sure you tell me if this isn't good enough cause I'll try much much harder on the next chap if it wasn't.