me- don't worry your action is coming.
Legolas4me- I already have a sequel to this. I was also thinking about writing about when Thranduil's wife died. I am very happy about getting adopted.
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" Legolas, I'm not trying to be mean to you I just want to know what is wrong." Elrond said as he softened his expression. " Why are you so scared all the time?"
* Because I saw my friend die and they said if I tell then my ada will die! I am not going to tell you anything so just ask away. *
Legolas looked down at his covers.
"Legolas… why can't you tell? Have you been threatened? Has anyone said anything to you? Anything that bothered you?" Elrond asked.
Legolas jerked his head up when Elrond said that.
*/ So he has been threatened. Thranduil's not going to be very happy about that. Then again he is not going to be happy about this either. Now how can I get Legolas to say who threatened him? Does he even know who it is? /*
Legolas starred at Elrond with wide fearful eyes.
* He can't find out! Ada will die if he does! He. He just can't. *
" If someone has done anything to you, you need to tell someone. So that they can help you." Elrond said gently. " You need to tell someone you can trust, like your nanny or your ada. You can tell me too if you don't feel comfortable talking to them."
* No! No! I cant. Don't you understand that I cant! I have to protect my ada and Beraid and Nefiath! *
Elrond waited for Legolas to speak. When he didn't Elrond said " would you tell Arwen?"
Legolas shook his head.
* I can't have Arwen dragged into this. *
" Would you draw it?" Elrond asked as he thought of all the different ways that Gil-Galad and Cirdan tried to get him to talk about when he was captured by Maglor.
Legolas shook his head a little less vigorously.
Elrond reached out and grabbed a bunch of different color crayons and a couple pieces of paper.
" Would you draw it for me?" he asked as he held out the coloring supplies to the elfling.
Legolas bit his lip.
* They didn't say anything about drawing it. They didn't say anything about Elrond. *
" Do you want me to get your ada?" Elrond asked.
Legolas nodded his head.
" Ada…" Legolas whispered
" Will you draw it for him?" Elrond asked as he got up out of the chair.
Legolas just starred at him.
Instead of taking it as a no Elrond decided that Legolas might feel more comfortable talking to his ada than him. Elrond walked to the door and told one of the guards to bring Nefiath and Thranduil to him. The guard nodded and took off in the direction that his king and Nefiath had.
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" What is wrong? What is wrong with Legolas?" Nefiath demanded as Thranduil led her though the halls.
" Legolas got hurt and I'll tell you how once we reach the private gardens." Thranduil said as he motioned for Nefiath to turn.
''The gardens? I thought you said that we were going to your study! Thranduil I'm not playing any games! What happened to Legolas?" Nefiath said as she followed the elven king though a complex system of halls.
" I'll tell you when we get their Nefiath, stop asking." Thranduil said as he opened a door and ushered his son's nanny though it.
" Fine." Nefiath said.
They walked in silence until Thranduil opened what had to be the 18th door and walked out into a beautiful sunlit garden. Thranduil walked over to a bench that was surrounded by sweet smelling honey suckles and white climbing roses. Nefiath stopped for a minute to look around the royal family's garden. It some how always amazed her and calmed her to see all the different flowers and to smell the sweet air. Nefiath looked over to her right. There was another bench that no one could sit on. It was completely covered in lavender flowers. Nefiath smiled sadly as she remembered that Thranduil had that spot made just for Alasse not one week after they had meet. Alasse had loved anything that looked and smelled like lavender. Nefiath smiled when she remembered the first time that she had taken care of Legolas over night for Thranduil. Around midnight Legolas woke up and started to scream. No matter what she did Legolas would not stop screaming. It soon got to the point that Thranduil had to come in and calm Legolas himself. Nefiath would always remember who astonished she was when Thranduil had put lavender scented water in his sons tiny baby sized bath tub and bathed his son in it until he stopped screaming and fell into a deep sleep. She always remembered that lavender calmed him down no matter how distressed he was. She often lit lavender candles at nap time and bedtime so Legolas could get to sleep faster and easier.
" Nefiath,' Thranduil called out from his spot on the bench.
" Coming," Nefiath said as she turned around and joined Thranduil on the bench.
Thranduil took a deep breath and started to fill Nefiath on everything that had happened. He was just getting to the part about Legolas telling him to come back for lunch when the door leading to the inside was flung open and an elf that Thranduil recognized as one of Legolas's guards stood in the opening. He stumbled to where Thranduil and Nefiath were sitting and fell forward and Thranduil could see a knife sitting out of his back. Thranduil could easily tell from the amount of blood on his back and the ground that he wasn't going to live long.
/ By the valar what happened!!!!? If some one attacked him then Legolas…/
" What happened? Who attacked you?" Thranduil said as he slipped down to the ground and gently pulled the wounded guard into his arms.
" They. Came out …of nowhere. Got prince…" the guard trailed off and started to breath shallowly.
" They got Legolas? Who got Legolas? Who has my baby?" Thranduil asked to the quickly dieing guard
" Don't." was all the guard said as he drew in his last breath and went limp in Thranduil's arms.
Thranduil gently laid the now dead guard on his stomach in the grass.
Thranduil gasped when he saw the handle of the knife.
" What?" Nefiath asked as she stood up on shaky legs.
" That… that is the same type of knife that was in Alasse. Come on we have to get to my son!" Thranduil said as he stood up and ran to his son's room. When he got to his toddlers room he was greeted with a huge mess. Legolas's bed had been turned over and the mattress was flung across the room. The table had been smashed to pieces. The double windows had been punched out and glass littered the floor. The pictures that Thranduil had given Legolas last Midwinters had been tore in two and now lay scattered across the room. But worst of all was the blood that seemed to stain everything. There was blood splattered against on the wall and all over the floor. Thranduil looked around the room with tears running down his face. He looked behind the door and fell to his knees. The door was unharmed expect for one small bloody handprint.
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Well at least it was longer than the last one.
Legolas4me- I already have a sequel to this. I was also thinking about writing about when Thranduil's wife died. I am very happy about getting adopted.
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" Legolas, I'm not trying to be mean to you I just want to know what is wrong." Elrond said as he softened his expression. " Why are you so scared all the time?"
* Because I saw my friend die and they said if I tell then my ada will die! I am not going to tell you anything so just ask away. *
Legolas looked down at his covers.
"Legolas… why can't you tell? Have you been threatened? Has anyone said anything to you? Anything that bothered you?" Elrond asked.
Legolas jerked his head up when Elrond said that.
*/ So he has been threatened. Thranduil's not going to be very happy about that. Then again he is not going to be happy about this either. Now how can I get Legolas to say who threatened him? Does he even know who it is? /*
Legolas starred at Elrond with wide fearful eyes.
* He can't find out! Ada will die if he does! He. He just can't. *
" If someone has done anything to you, you need to tell someone. So that they can help you." Elrond said gently. " You need to tell someone you can trust, like your nanny or your ada. You can tell me too if you don't feel comfortable talking to them."
* No! No! I cant. Don't you understand that I cant! I have to protect my ada and Beraid and Nefiath! *
Elrond waited for Legolas to speak. When he didn't Elrond said " would you tell Arwen?"
Legolas shook his head.
* I can't have Arwen dragged into this. *
" Would you draw it?" Elrond asked as he thought of all the different ways that Gil-Galad and Cirdan tried to get him to talk about when he was captured by Maglor.
Legolas shook his head a little less vigorously.
Elrond reached out and grabbed a bunch of different color crayons and a couple pieces of paper.
" Would you draw it for me?" he asked as he held out the coloring supplies to the elfling.
Legolas bit his lip.
* They didn't say anything about drawing it. They didn't say anything about Elrond. *
" Do you want me to get your ada?" Elrond asked.
Legolas nodded his head.
" Ada…" Legolas whispered
" Will you draw it for him?" Elrond asked as he got up out of the chair.
Legolas just starred at him.
Instead of taking it as a no Elrond decided that Legolas might feel more comfortable talking to his ada than him. Elrond walked to the door and told one of the guards to bring Nefiath and Thranduil to him. The guard nodded and took off in the direction that his king and Nefiath had.
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" What is wrong? What is wrong with Legolas?" Nefiath demanded as Thranduil led her though the halls.
" Legolas got hurt and I'll tell you how once we reach the private gardens." Thranduil said as he motioned for Nefiath to turn.
''The gardens? I thought you said that we were going to your study! Thranduil I'm not playing any games! What happened to Legolas?" Nefiath said as she followed the elven king though a complex system of halls.
" I'll tell you when we get their Nefiath, stop asking." Thranduil said as he opened a door and ushered his son's nanny though it.
" Fine." Nefiath said.
They walked in silence until Thranduil opened what had to be the 18th door and walked out into a beautiful sunlit garden. Thranduil walked over to a bench that was surrounded by sweet smelling honey suckles and white climbing roses. Nefiath stopped for a minute to look around the royal family's garden. It some how always amazed her and calmed her to see all the different flowers and to smell the sweet air. Nefiath looked over to her right. There was another bench that no one could sit on. It was completely covered in lavender flowers. Nefiath smiled sadly as she remembered that Thranduil had that spot made just for Alasse not one week after they had meet. Alasse had loved anything that looked and smelled like lavender. Nefiath smiled when she remembered the first time that she had taken care of Legolas over night for Thranduil. Around midnight Legolas woke up and started to scream. No matter what she did Legolas would not stop screaming. It soon got to the point that Thranduil had to come in and calm Legolas himself. Nefiath would always remember who astonished she was when Thranduil had put lavender scented water in his sons tiny baby sized bath tub and bathed his son in it until he stopped screaming and fell into a deep sleep. She always remembered that lavender calmed him down no matter how distressed he was. She often lit lavender candles at nap time and bedtime so Legolas could get to sleep faster and easier.
" Nefiath,' Thranduil called out from his spot on the bench.
" Coming," Nefiath said as she turned around and joined Thranduil on the bench.
Thranduil took a deep breath and started to fill Nefiath on everything that had happened. He was just getting to the part about Legolas telling him to come back for lunch when the door leading to the inside was flung open and an elf that Thranduil recognized as one of Legolas's guards stood in the opening. He stumbled to where Thranduil and Nefiath were sitting and fell forward and Thranduil could see a knife sitting out of his back. Thranduil could easily tell from the amount of blood on his back and the ground that he wasn't going to live long.
/ By the valar what happened!!!!? If some one attacked him then Legolas…/
" What happened? Who attacked you?" Thranduil said as he slipped down to the ground and gently pulled the wounded guard into his arms.
" They. Came out …of nowhere. Got prince…" the guard trailed off and started to breath shallowly.
" They got Legolas? Who got Legolas? Who has my baby?" Thranduil asked to the quickly dieing guard
" Don't." was all the guard said as he drew in his last breath and went limp in Thranduil's arms.
Thranduil gently laid the now dead guard on his stomach in the grass.
Thranduil gasped when he saw the handle of the knife.
" What?" Nefiath asked as she stood up on shaky legs.
" That… that is the same type of knife that was in Alasse. Come on we have to get to my son!" Thranduil said as he stood up and ran to his son's room. When he got to his toddlers room he was greeted with a huge mess. Legolas's bed had been turned over and the mattress was flung across the room. The table had been smashed to pieces. The double windows had been punched out and glass littered the floor. The pictures that Thranduil had given Legolas last Midwinters had been tore in two and now lay scattered across the room. But worst of all was the blood that seemed to stain everything. There was blood splattered against on the wall and all over the floor. Thranduil looked around the room with tears running down his face. He looked behind the door and fell to his knees. The door was unharmed expect for one small bloody handprint.
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Well at least it was longer than the last one.