Chapter 96: To wed Firelien
"Cield, of course you shall miss Legolas when he grows. He will not stay a little elfling forever, and as sweet as he is at the moment, he wishes to grow up and be big and strong like his father... and brothers. But you are not loosing Legolas, just getting a more matured Legolas."
"I suppose you are right. But when I get a more matured Legolas, he will no longer need Ada to tuck him in at night, or Haldir to come and baby-sit him. He won't need his little toys that Grand-sire crafted long ago, and he will not need me to carve his bows."
"Legolas will still be just as annoying. I know. I am the middle child in my family as well, and when Cúdir grew older it was sad, but he was still there. And he was also quite annoying."
"I know. Tonus tells me all the time that I was annoying, of course I've managed to shut him up since I know he carries around a toy bear Ada gave to him the day he was born. I have one too, but I do not carry it around and instead keep it in a chest in my father's bedroom, with many other precious objects from my childhood. Now though, Tonus has been threatening to throttle me if I tell anyone about his bear."
Firelien giggled and sat beside Cield.
"I love you Firelien. I love you so much - I think too much. I gave you a child and that was idiotic of me."
"You are calming down about it."
"Yes but, are your parents and siblings not furious at me?"
"My mother was thrilled, as was my father, but then they where shocked to learn of the first date. Cúdir is my youngest sibling and I have not told him, though when I told my sister she seemed jealous."
Cield let out a laugh.
"Just some hours ago I would have wished that any man could have been this child's father, but not me. I believe in my father's words now, I believe he can help me."
"That is good."
Cield pulled Firelien close to him and sighed.
"A child..." he whispered. "I never thought this would be how my first child would come: from a nearly total stranger who I had dated once. Though that does not matter now, as I truly love you."
"I love you to Cield."
"Did you tell Galion?"
"No! That is true I did not. I will be back Cield, I promise. I must tell Galion. Galion is a father you know."
"I did not know that. Please do tell him, I feel the need to see my father, there is something I must ask him."
The two returned to the palace, but since Galion was now healed he was in the barrel room. Cield took Firelien by her arm and lead her down to the barrel room, keeping her close as they had to pass through the dungeons which shook her a little at the thought of seeing all of the king's vicious prisoners, and Bob the black guy with the acid.
Luckily, Bob was asleep - or dead - they could not tell which, so they passed him without a problem. There was a group of men who where caught stealing Thranduil's jewels and put in the prison, and they cheered for Cield when they saw him with a lady.
"That's not going to get you out Ted." Cield said to the leader of the group who sighed.
"Here is the barrel room."
Firelien was surprised. The room was clean and elegant, and near the end stood Galion, handsome and carefully pouring some wine into bottles.
"Galion!"
Firelien ran to her brother and embraced him. Cield found it best to leave before she mentioned his part in the tale, so went to his father's throne room.
"Adar?"
"Yes ion-nin?"
"May I speak to you, alone?"
"Certainly." Thranduil walked over to his son.
"I will be back soon." Thranduil told the guards and he put an arm around Cield's shoulders as he walked out of the room with him and into his bedroom where he sat on the bed with him.
"What is it you wish to know Cield?"
"I... I love Firelien a lot."
"No doubt in that, you are having a child with her."
"Yes, and... well... Ada I wish to wed to Firelien."
"This is wonderful my son! All you must do is say your vows if the lady Firelien wishes to. Elven marriages are oh so simple, as you know."
"That's just it father. I do not wish to have such a simple wedding. The marriages of men are a beautiful thing, with celebrations, rings and is so much more than just saying vows! I wish to wed the way a man would, if that does not upset you."
"Wed however you like ion-nin. I can have an engagement ring forged for you by tomorrow."
"Thank you. Thank you. This is great Ada, hank you so much!"
Cield kissed his father, and tightly embraced him. Thranduil pulled his heavy son onto his lap and removed a ring from his finger.
"You see this ring Cield?"
"Yes."
"My father forged this for me whence I had said my vows to your mother. It was no wedding like the wedding of a mortal, but my stubborn father chose to forge us rings anyhow."
"It is beautiful. Did nana have one too?"
"Of course she did. We both. Here, hold it. Can you read those runes?"
"Yes... they say... Thranduil... and on the other side it says... Aldaril..."
"Indeed that is what it says."
Cield admired the ring in his hand: Silver, with a elegant white, pearly jewel that was large but fit on the ring. Thranduil took the ring from his son and proudly placed it back on his finger.
"It reminds me so much of your mother."
Cield smiled and laid his head upon his father's chest.
"I love you Ada, and even Firelien will not change that."
"I love you to my son, and always will I love you."
"I shall ask for Firelien's hand in marriage whence you have forged the ring. Now, I shall give my gift to Legolas.
--------------Legolas & Haldir--------------
"I love you Hal." Legolas smiled as he curled in Haldir's lap. The elf of Lorien had aided him enough for Legolas to finish his work, and Legolas now could relax. Haldir promised him to help him with archery if Cield truly finished his bow soon, so now Legolas enjoyed Haldir's comforting body.
"Hal, when I get bigger can I go to Lorien all by myself to see you?"
"That would be dangerous, as the paths that lead you there could kill you."
"But when I am older."
"Then, if your father allows it, of course."
"Yay."
Legolas kissed Haldir's nose and smiled, resting his head upon his chest.
"What's you're name Hal?"
"It is Haldir, you know that."
"Ya, but, my name is Legolas Greenleaf prince of Mirkwood, Thranduilion son of Thranduil. Is yours that long?"
"No. Simply Haldir Arhaelion - Arhael being my father - of Lorien fits me."
"Okay." Legolas smiled.
Cield was seen in the distance, and when he came closer Legolas could see his carrying some wooden objects. Legolas got up and ran to Cield, carefully dodging arrows archers where shooting.
"This is for you gwador."
"Wow! Its so nice Key!"
Legolas took the bow and arrows from his brother, took Cield's hand and ran back to Haldir.
"Look!" Legolas smiled, handing Haldir his new toy.
"Its very well made." Haldir muttered, running a finger down the side of the bow. "As if it was for a very short warrior."
"Key, you made the best bow ever!"
Legolas climbed up his brother so he could be eye level with him and kissed his brother, then wrapped his arms around his neck. Cield held his brother carefully so he would not slip, then sat down.
"Would you like to try your bow?"
"Yef! Yef! Ye- BEE!"
"Bee?"
"Bee!"
Legolas pointed at a bee buzzing around their heads, and three others who came closer. Cield blew at the one closest to them, and the bee did not move. Cield swatted at the bee, but then the bee stung his arm.
"Ow!"
"Key! The bee got you!"
Legolas waved his arms in panic, and hit another bee. Legolas yelled and ran, but his small legs tripped over one another and the bee stung his index finger, causing Legolas to sit and cry.
The last bee headed toward Legolas also, but Cield raised his foot and crushed him in time. The other two bees had died. Thirty seconds of silence for the three dead bees.
"Legolas, are you alright?"
"I got stung." Legolas cried.
"I know, so did I." Cield whispered, lifting Legolas and handing him to Haldir who had not been stung.
"Come, your father will know what to do, and if all goes well we can all arch after lunch."
"Okay..."
To be Continued...
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