Chapter 37 reviews:
Moonlight Butterfly: No, he didn't have a heart attack. He just got a really big shock.
Jule Johnson: Well, I'm sure that you could have used your imagination so picture a face for Thranduil. The king wakes up in this chapter, so you don't have to wait long.
Illeanah: Well, at least you liked it. I can imagine you grinning, seeing as I was grinning when I wrote this chapter myself.
Inwe Nolatari: You couldn't find my story? Well, you could have just typed in my user name. I hope that you have fun in Japan town. Use those bragging skills you have!
Avion Jade: Yes, they have finally met. I liked it when the king fainted as well, very entertaining! Thranduil will probably not let the twins and Estel anywhere near Legolas when he is told of everything that has happened.
Anne: I know that it was blunt, and I didn't mean to write it like that, but then I decided to leave it like that. It helps a little in this chapter.
Eye of Newt: Thanks for the compliment!
Silver Mirror: I'm glad to know that you enjoyed this chapter. Thranduil doesn't seem like the type to faint, so I can understand your surprise.
IwishChan: Let us pity everyone that was involved in the chapter, lord knows that they need it! I feel really sorry for Legolas, I think that I torture him a litte to much.
Rebell: I loved the conversation as well. I was going to add more, but I didn't want it to be too long. I am glad to know that you loved this version of the chapter. Well, as long as my fans are happy, then I'm happy! My vacation time is about 2 weeks, and starts on wednsday.
Emily: -giggles- I am soo happy that you love my story! I am planning to write another LOTR fic, but it's going to be a crossover and follow the movies. I hope that It's as good as this one but I won't know until I write it. Perhaps in the next chapter I'll write the wood-elves reaction to seeing their dead prince.
Animebishieluver: True, but I thought that this was better and more amusing.
Chapter 38
Once Elrond and his kids got to the king's room, he ordered them to put Thranduil on the bed and make him comfortable.
"Wow. I never thought I would see the day that the King of Mirkwood fainted." Elrohir said as soon as they got the king comfy.
"Yes, well I'm sure that he had quite a shock." Elrond said as he moved over to stand next to his unconscious friend. "I wonder what's going on in that head of his."
"He's probably in too big of a shock to be thinking of anything, ada." Elladan said. He had moved to were he was standing next to his ada, looking down at the king.
Elrond looked at his oldest son before looking at Elrohir, who was sitting in a wooden chair and looking lost in thought. Estel was standing next to the door, and would look out into the hall every few minutes. A sudden thought came to Elrond right at that moment and he turned to regard Elladan. "Why are you all here?"
This question seemed to catch all three brothers off guard, by the looks on their faces. Elrond just raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.
Finally, Estel spoke. "We were just following Raindul. Besides, we accompanied Legolas all the way here. You know, just in case." He gave his ada the most innocent look he could make and Elrond, if he hadn't seen this before, would had believed him without a second guess. But, unfortunately, the look didn't work on Elrond.
Instead, Elrond a look that promised a lecture when they got home. Now he turned his attention to the twins, waiting for one of them to speak. The twins just kept glancing at each other from the corner of their eyes, not knowing what to say.
Surprisingly, it was Elrohir who spoke. "We came here because we didn't want to go home so soon. We wanted to see Mirkwood and follow Legolas and Raindul here. Neither of them minded, before you ask, and we didn't cause any trouble."
Elrond thought this over for a moment. It sounded reasonable, knowing that the three brothers would most likely find some trouble to get into before heading home. He let out a sigh. Oh well, nothing he could do there!
Elladan gave his twin a small smile. He hadn't expected Elrohir to tell the truth, or at least some of it. He looked at his ada, who had walked over to speak with Estel, probable giving him a lecture or something. He turned his gaze back to Thranduil, then blinked a few times.
Was the king drooling?
Eww, he was!
Raindul shut the door to the guest room as soon as both Legolas and he were inside. He didn't want any nosy servants to come snooping around!
Legolas made his way to the bed before collapsing onto it. He was still shaking a bit and was still a bit pale, but other than that, he was fine.
Raindul watched Legolas for a bit before moving over to him. "Hey, it wasn't that bad."
Legolas just groaned before putting his arm over his eyes. "I shouldn't have said that! What if I'm not his son? I probable made a huge mistake, and what kind of crap was that! 'I'm Legolas, your son.' And that other elf was trying to kill me!"
Raindul gave Legolas a look of pity, not that Legolas could see it or anything, before pulling Legolas off the bed. Legolas, of course, began to protest, but Raindul cut him off.
"Quit complaining, after all, it could have been worse. And don't worry about Thranduil, you'll get some time to talk with him." Raindul said, trying to calm Legolas down.
"But what if I'm not his real son!" Legolas cried. If the first meeting proved anything, it proved that Legolas had terrible luck.
Raindul grabbed Legolas and made him look into his eyes. "You are his son and he knows it. I saw the look in his eyes before he passed out. He knows, so you need to stop worrying over nothing."
This was new to Legolas. He didn't think that the king would have recognized him. But he did. Now the question is, how? How had the king known who Legolas was?
Legolas shook his head. It wouldn't help to think about these things right now. Instead, he looked at Raindul and nodded his head. Raindul smiled at him. Then he stepped back and looked Legolas over before raising an eyebrow.
"First things first. You need a bath."
Erestor watched as Glorfindel ran into the wall, again.
They had a wonderful time in the Hall of Fire. There was plenty of dancing and singing, and Glorfindel was finally able to relax, for like the first time in a while. There was also plenty of food and drinks being passed around by several of the servants.
At some point during this merry evening, Lindir had come up to Erestor with a, in Erestor's opinion, evil glint in his eyes and a smirk on his face.
Lindir had grabbed onto Erestor and had dragged the confused advisor to a corner, away from the other elves in the room. Once there, Lindir had told the advisor to not drink any of the drinks being passed around, except for water. Of corse, Erestor had asked why. He was an advisor and it was his job to know what was going on around the Homely Home.
"I spiked the drinks!" Lindir had said before giggling like a little girl. Erestor just rolled his eyes.
"You do know that we elves can't get drunk, don't you?" Erestor had asked. Lindir just gave Erestor a goofy grin.
"True, but not in this case." Lindir said.
Now Erestor was curios. After all, it was unheard of an elf getting drunk, except about two thousand years ago. Back then, elves getting drunk was as common as humans getting drunk.
"Lindir, you know that the only way to get an elf drunk is to give him or her a very old wine with other potent drinks." Erestor explained.
"I know! And you won't believe what I found in the store room! I found a bottle of wine that was almost one thousand three hundred years old!" Lindir had said in a ver soft whisper.
Erestor's eyes had popped out of his head. But before he said anything, Lindir continued.
"After that, I went around finding the most potent things I could find. I have always wanted to do this, ever since I was an elfling!" With that, Lindir had disappeared into the crowd.
Erestor was left in the corner, watching in horror as all the elves drank the spiked drinks. Erestor just sighed after a while and went to find Glorfindel, knowing that the captain probably had more than just one cup of wine or something.
And that brought him to his present predicament.
Erestor had taken Glorfindel out of the Hall of Fire, not wanting the captain to do something stupid. On the way out, Glorfindel had crashed into not one, not two, but into four different things.
Erestor sighed as he watched Glorfindel crash into a statue of Celebrian.
"S'cuse me missy, I'ma try'n to find me room. You've seen it walking 'round here wit you eyes?" Glorfindel said as he waved his arms around.
Erestor raised his eyebrows, but couldn't hid his amusement as he watched Glorfindel.
"You be a pretty lady, lady. Why, if I had a pick a lady to be my lady, I be a picking you, yup!" Glorfindel said as he took hold of the statues hand. In the background, Erestor's laughter could be heard.
Glorfindel put his hands on his waist and struck a pose. "You knowing what I'ma do for ye? I'ma gonna slay me a dragon and bring you his head!" Here, Glorfindel bowed, and almost collapsed.
Erestor managed to control his laughter and walked to stand next to Glorfindel. "Come Glorfindel, I'm sure that the lady would love for you to bring the head of a dragon to her."
Glorfindel beamed. "I hopping to see you again lady!" He called down as Erestor dragged him away.
Once they turned a corner, Glorfindel turned to Erestor. "You seeing what I doing 'Restor? I leave the pretty lady speak, uh, speck, uh, no able to talk!"
Erestor nodded his head. "Yes my friend, you left the lady speechless." He continued to lead the captain to his rooms.
Glorfindel continued to babble random things and Erestor just nodded his head every now and then. Once they got to Glorfindel's room, Erestor led the captain to his bed and pointed to it.
"If your going to slay a dragon, you're going to have to get plenty of sleep." Erestor said while hiding his chuckles.
Glorfindel nodded his head. "That be good thinking 'Restor. I'ma gonna be needing me sleep to slay the evil dragon!" Then he jumped into bed and was asleep in seconds.
Erestor just shook his head and left the room, closing the doors quietly behind him.
"I look weird." Legolas said as he looked at himself in the full body mirror.
He was wearing a dark red silk tunic with some fancy designs on it along with black leggings that he thought were too tight. He was also wearing shiny black boots.
This was something new, as he had always worn brown leather boots and tunics made of cotton or some rough material. They were always either brown or green, never any other color. And his leggings were always a bit lose on him, unlike the leggings he wore at the moment.
"Nonsense, you look like a prince. Now quit complaining. And leave your hair alone!" Raindul said as Legolas reached up to mess with the braids in his hair.
Legolas frowned at his reflection and pulled at his tunic. "Do I have to wear this just to go talk to the king? It's uncomfortable!"
Raindul wanted to smack Legolas on the back of the head, but he being his prince, he couldn't. Instead, he settled with rolling his eyes. "Fine, go pick something else to wear."
Legolas quickly made his way to the closet, and after a few minutes, came out holding a plain, dark blue, silk tunic. He held it up to Raindul, who just nodded his head.
Legolas turned around and quickly removed the red tunic he had and threw it over his shoulder, were it landed on Raindul's head, and put the blue tunic on.
"Happy?" Raindul asked as he took the tunic off his head. Legolas nodded his head and then both made their way to Thranduil's room.
When they got there, Thranduil was still unconscious and the others were just sitting or standing around. They all looked at Legolas when he entered the room. Legolas ignored them all and made his way to stand next to the kings bed. He turned around to find everyone still in the room and frowned.
"Do you people mind?" He asked.
Everyone quickly left the room.
Legolas pulled a chair up to sit and wait till the king woke up. While he waited, Legolas looked around the room, trying to see if there was a book or something for him to read or do. A small painting on a table across from him caught his attention and he made his way towards it. When he got there, he picked the painting up to study.
On it, there was Thranduil, the kind, with his arms wrapped around a she-elf. They were both wearing big smiles and one could see the love they had for each other in their eyes. In the arms of the she-elf, was an elfling, probably no more that two years of age.
A groan from the bed startled Legolas and he almost dropped the painting. Instead he gently put it back and slowly made his way to the chair he was sitting on. Halfway to the chair, however, he stopped. What if when the king saw him, he passes out again? So instead Legolas played it safe and stayed standing in the middle of the room.
Thranduil's eyes slowly came into focus as he regained consciousness. Once that was done, he blinked a few times to get rid of any fogginess. What happened? He asked himself. He closed his eyes, trying to remember.
He remembered hearing voices in the hall, then seeing Raindul and Elrond's three sons. Then what? His eyes snapped open when he remembered. He had seen his son!
"But that's impossible!" He said out loud.
"What is?"
Thranduil sat up at the sound of the voice. He didn't think anyone else was in the room! He was going to look around the room, but his eyes landed on the figure standing in the middle of the room.
This has got to be a dream! Thranduil's mind shouted at him, but he didn't hear it. He kept starring at the elf standing there, trying to see if his eyes were playing tricks on him. The elf in the middle of the room began to look nervous and started twirling his fingers. Once he realized that he was staring, Thranduil forced himself to stop.
Neither of the elves spoke, they just avoided looking at each other. The silence between them began to thicken until it was unbearable.
Thranduil was about to speak, but Legolas beat him to it.
"Um, King Thranduil? You remember what I said to you at the beginning?" Legolas asked. Thranduil nodded. "Yeah, well, that didn't come out right. What I meant to say was this." Legolas cleared his throat. "I'm Legolas, and am I your son?" Legolas mentally patted himself on the back.
"Legolas?" Thranduil asked. Legolas nodded his head.
Was it really Legolas, his Legolas, that stood in front of him at this moment? After all this time, was his son really alive? Of course he is! He's standing right in front of you, isn't he? There was one way to find out.
"What was your mothers name?" Thranduil asked.
Legolas just starred. He didn't know! Noone had told him what his mothers name was. "I, I'm not sure. I don't know." He answered. He saw the disappointment in Thranduil's eyes.
"You don't remember, Greenleaf?" Thranduil asked. Once he realized what he said, Thranduil mentally slapped himself. He hadn't meant to say Greenleaf, it just sort of came out! But it's a good thing he said it though.
Greenleaf? That sounds so familiar...Just as he thought that, a memory made its way into Legolas's mind.
"Greenleaf. That is what my mother used to call me." Legolas said, not even realizing he was speaking out loud. "It was her nick name for me. She called me that many times." Legolas smiled as more memories made themselves known. "She used to read to me every night before she put me to bed, sometimes with my ada there as well. When I was old enough to walk, we often went to the gardens to spend time together."
He closed his eyes as more and more memories came to him. He was starting to remember! When he opened his eyes, Thranduil stood a few feet away from him and he had tears running down his face. Legolas remembered him. He remembered his ada and all the things that they used to do together, before his mother had died, before he forgot everything. His eyes began to sting and he had a lump in his throat, making it hard to speak.
Thranduil opened his arms and smiled at Legolas. "Legolas, come here."
Legolas didn't need to be told twice and quickly went into his ada's hug, tears falling from his own eyes. He kept repeating the word 'ada' over and over and he cried and clutched onto Thranduil's tunic, not wanting to let go.
Thranduil just hugged Legolas tighter. "Legolas, you came back." He whispered. "Legolas, my son, my Greenleaf."
Yay! I finished this chapter! There is probably one or two more chapters after this, then the story is finished.
Just a reminder: my computer has a virus, so I'm updating this from my school. I hope that my dad gets the computer at home fixed soon so that I can update faster and stuff.
Well, I hope that yall enjoy this chapter! It could've been better, but this will do.
Important Notice: I don't think that I will be able to update this story until January! Unless the computer at home gets fixed, I'm going to have to wait until school starts again. Just giving you guys a heads up!