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Part 4

This beating was more cruel and heartless; Finarato was now using his belt to tare the poor elf's back to shreds. Legolas tried many times to get away from the pain exploding on his back but Finarato bound his hands to the bedpost with climbing rope. When he was satisfied with what he had done he untied Legolas hands letting him fall to the floor in exhaustion. His back burned like a raging fire out of control and blood flowed from his back like an angry red river.

"How could you even think of going to your father, do you still not understand the pain it would cause him to speak of it!" he stated more then asked. "You will learn to respect my authority boy and you will learn to accept your punishments in a far less childish way then you displayed here today. You are becoming older each day I do not want to have to bind your hands again! Do you understand me?" Legolas nodded not allowing his eyes to meet the cold grey ones of Finarato's.

"Look at me when I speak to you and answer aloud when I ask you a question." Legolas slowly looked up and met the evil gaze of his tutor, he stuttered with his answer. "Ye… yes s… sir." "That's better now put your tunic back on and get out of my sight!" The prince did as he was told; pulling his long sleeved tunic painfully back over his head then left his fathers servants resting chambers.

This now also became routine for 2 months Finarato badly beat the prince to the point where he almost passed out from exhaustion. The evil elf now had full control over the elfling and could punish him now if the elfling didn't sneeze the right way. Legolas has also gotten good at hiding his injuries from his friends and family though with his mother it wasn't as easy, but he had gotten past her or so he thought.

"Thranduil there is something very wrong with Legolas." "What do you mean? I have not noticed anything ailing him." "Then you are blind hervenn-nin. He has become withdrawn he will not tell me of his day anymore, I also spoke to his friends they told me they he does not play with them much anymore, and that they are lucky if they see him for five minutes a day." "That is very unlike Legolas, I will speak with him about this behavior." The king said determined his work could wait for now his son was more important.

"I have tried but his answer to me every time is that he has been spending more times on his studies." "That would explain the amazing improvement in them." "Yes it would, but he also needs to be a child or he will miss out on all the joys that this time brings him." "Worry not Lessien for I think Legolas is doing this to prove himself to me, a stage Elu also went though. I know he will understand." Lessien nodded at her husband knowing she could trust him.

"Legolas ion-nin please enter and sit!" the youngest prince obeyed sitting across from his father, he had been called down to his study chambers for reasons Legolas didn't know.

"Your mother and I have been talking and we have noticed that you have not been interested in anything but your studies, though they are very important so are your friends!" The king said smiling. "But adar my studies have…" Legolas was cut off by his father. "Have improved well above my expatiations. Now I want you to go out and find your friends." Legolas gave the biggest smile he had in months.

"Ada does this mean…?" Again Thranduil cut him off. "Not another word ion-nin just go." Legolas ran out of the room and into the fields ignoring the pain biting into his badly beaten back. He easily spotted his three best friends with his elven sight by the river.

Maeglin was the first of the three to spot their royal friend. "Legolas is coming!" Amroth and Nienna looked up at the approaching elf. "I wonder how long he will stay this time!" stated Amroth not even above a whisper as he skidded another rock across the calm water.

"Mae-governen mellyn-nin has been to long since we last talked." "Mae-governen Legolas and it has been to long since we last talked." Spoke Nienna

"Ada has told me I have been working to hard, so he sent me out with you three. I do not think I will be absent from our games anymore." The three him cheered loudly making Legolas cover his sensitive ears. "Alright enough of your screeches, lets play!" He said as they started a contest of who could make the rock skip the most across the water.

"LEGOLAS!" yelled an obviously angry Finarato as he approached the happy children. "Fin… Finarato what brings you here?" "You know exactly why I am here. Where have you been?" "Ada told me to go and play with my friends; I do not think I will be needing anymore lessons." "I think your father is letting you have a day of fun out of pity. Now come we must have our lesson today."

"No my father said…" he was cut off abruptly. "I do nor care what your father said, now be a good elf and come along." Finarato said in a very harsh tone which sent chills down all of the elflings spines. "Leave him alone his father said he could play and that's all that matters." Maeglin spoke up standing bravely in front of the much older and taller elf.

"You need to learn when to hold your tongue, Maeglin son of Maeglon. You know not of your friends troubles and it is not your place to know. Now come Legolas say goodbye to your friends." Legolas felt very uneasy about this as if, if he uttered that word he would truly be saying goodbye. But he knew he had to, for it would only be worse for everyone if he didn't obey.

"Namarie." He spoke to his friends then began walking with his cruel tutor. "Namarie Legolas." All his friends whispered. They spoke again once the two had gotten out of hearing distance.

"Something is not right here." Said Amroth "Aye I agree we should go to King Thranduil and inform him." Nienna inquired and the two boys agreed as they ran off towards the palace.

Elvish Translation-

Hervenn-nin- my husband

mae-governen- well met

please forgive me for any wrong translations I'm no expert in elvish