Chapter 91: Breakfast came with Schoolwork

Legolas sat at the table whilst Haldir buttered him some bread.

"What is wrong with Cield?"

"It's... just going to be hard for him Cherub."

"Why? Ada is a good Ada and he does not find it hard!"

"Oh Legolas, if you only knew..."

"Knew what?"

"Nothing... nothing..."

Legolas began to eat his breakfast when Thranduil came into the kitchen. Thranduil held Cield's body close to his, and even Legolas at his age could see Cield's tear stained face and knew that he had been crying.

Thranduil sat down, and kept his middle-son close to him.

"You feeling better sweetie?"

"I was never feeling bad ada." Legolas said.

"That is wonderful Legolas, but I was asking Cield."

"But you always call me sweetie. Sweetie is MY name."

"No, your name is Legolas Greenleaf Thranduilion, prince of Mirkwood son of King Thranduil Oropherion. I call you my sweetie, my sweetheart, my angel, little Greenleaf and any other name that can show how much I love you, but I also gave these names to Cield when he was your age."

"Kay then."

"Cield? How do you fare?"

"I'm... feeling better Adar. Thank you for not being mad." Cield whispered as Thranduil ran his fingers around Cield's pointed ear.

"Daddy?"

"Yes my Greenleaf?"

"Was grandsire nice?"

"Grandsire Oropher?"

"Yes."

"He was my father, and I could not ask for a better father, just one who was around more often."

"Why?"

"Your grandsire was king during my childhood. He spent as much time as he could with me, but alas that was not much time. He built me many toys, but they where only fun when he was with me. I was not even allowed to play with some of them with out my father around."

"Like what?"

"Like the bow and arrow my father crafted for me."

"But Ada, then you can't play with you're bow and arrow anymore, cause grandsire is dead."

Thranduil smiled and kissed Legolas' forehead.

"Aye, that would be true thousands of years ago, but now I am allowed to without supervision."

"Oh. Ada can you and Haldiw take me to the archery field today?"

"No Legolas. I am sorry, but now Cield needs me more than ever, and you have schoolwork to do. I let you get off with not doing schoolwork whilst I was in Lorien, but now I am back and have five sheets for you to hand in to me at my study by the end of the day."

"Awww..." Legolas sighed, putting his head in his hands.

Cield smiled and gently brushed the child's hair out of his sibling's face.

"Cield, I think you should go to Galion's house and ask Firelien to come here."

"Yes adar." Cield gave his father a tight embrace and left the room.

Legolas finished his toast and looked up at Thranduil.

"Can't I play for just a little bit?"

"No Legolas."

"Please?"

"Nay."

Legolas blinked a few times and soon his eyes where filling with water, and some tears running down his face.

"Legolas, don't waste your time. You always pretend to cry, I know. Your mother was the one who fell for that."

Legolas let out a quiet sob.

Thranduil sighed and brought Legolas into his arms, and cuddled him against his chest.

"You need to do your work first."

"Awww..."

Legolas embraced his father and then sat on his lap. Thranduil took off the counter the five sheets of work and handed them to Legolas.

"Ada, can I do this in your study?"

"Well..."

"Pleafe?" Legolas forced tears to fall from his shimmering blue eyes, and Thranduil could not resist.

"You can Legolas." Thranduil smiled. He wished for his son to be happy, and though it started as just an innocent little yes, now Thranduil found he was falling for the youngling's tricks to get his way.

Legolas ran off to his father's study, and lay the papers on his father's desk. Looking at the first paper, Legolas groaned. It was results from a spelling test his tutor had given Legolas. There was only six words, and Legolas only spelt two correctly: Lago [Hurry] and Mellon [Friend]. The other words where Telich (Meaning Come, but Legolas spelt it Tellish), Maer (Meaning Good, but Legolas spelt it Maiyer), Galu (Meaning Luck, but Legolas spelt it Galou) and Delio (Meaning Hide, but Legolas spelt it Delyo). His tutor had written on the paper to re-write each word that was misspelled five times, so Legolas knew this would take a long time, and twas only the first page.

Legolas took his father's quill and dunk it in ink.

To be Continued...

My school starts tomorrow, and it's my first year of high school at a new school and I have to take the city bus, so i may not have updates tomorrow.