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Title: Thranduil's New Clothes 2
Author: Sivan Shemesh
Beta: Manon & Carol
Rate: PG for safe.
Warning: Mention of nudity.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien, I just borrowed them.
Spoiler: AU.
Summary: As title suggested… A fairy-tale.
Note: The twins in this story are older, but only in this story.
Estel is 6 years old and Legolas is 6 years old, only an elfling.
2.
Later that evening…
Elrond came into Estel's room and saw him already in bed, his blue eyes peeking from under the covers and his wet hair in disarray. He could not help but stop for a second and think about how this small being had changed his life. Life had never been the same since he had arrived. Elrond approached his youngest son.
"Sleep, my son. We have a long journey tomorrow."
"Ada, where are we going?" Estel was curious. This would be his first trip outside of Rivendell and he was excited about the adventure that lay ahead.
"To Mirkwood…" Elrond tried to reply.
"Where is Mirkwood?" Estel asked.
"Far far away," Elrond said quickly, not wishing to give any further information, knowing it would only encourage him to ask more questions.
"Are the twins coming too?"
"No, they need to rest. You, my child, have tired them out…"
"Did not!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!"
Elrond sighed, smiling down at the child and said, "Yes, you did, my child. You will be the death of us all some day…"
"But I did not do anything, father!" Estel grinned up at his father.
"Estel, my son, please try to sleep. We have a long journey tomorrow."
"When do we leave?"
"At first light."
"Why we are not leaving now?" Estel asked.
"Because I am tired, and I am certain that you are also tired from all your running," Elrond explained.
"Why are we leaving?"
"We are invited to Mirkwood, by King Thranduil…"
"Does he have a son?" Estel cut his father off again.
"Estel, my son, can I please, just once, finish a sentence without you interrupting me?" Elrond asked the boy and thought, 'I wish for it every single time.'
"I will try adar," Estel grinned at him.
Elrond smiled at his son, and reached over to stroke the boy's hair.
"Yes, my son. King Thranduil has a son…"
"How old is he?"
"I do not know, though I believe in human years he is the around the same age as you." Elrond sighed. 'This is a miracle; he has allowed me to finish a complete sentence,' Elrond thought and smiled.
"Does he have brothers, like I do?" Estel asked.
"No, he is Thranduil's only child."
"Oh… he must feel so alone," Estel said.
"He does, as I know you would if there was only yourself. Am I right, my dear child?" Elrond asked.
"You know me too well, adar," Estel said.
"I love you, my son," Elrond said and kissed Estel on his forehead.
Estel hugged his father, and kissed him on the cheek and said, "I love you too."
"I will leave a light on for you to keep away the darkness. Sleep now my child, sleep…" Elrond said softly. Leaving one small candle burning, knowing how the small child hated the darkness, Elrond closed the door he headed for his own room and some much needed rest of his own.
Estel's eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep, trying to imagine what it would be like meeting the prince for the first time.
He tried to imagine in his mind how the elfling might look; he imagined that his hair might be black like his and his brothers, and he hoped that he had blue eyes like his…
End of chapter 2.
R/R