Thranduil could tell even from halfway across the room that whatever the young elf from Lothlorien had said was not particularly friendly by the way Legolas went still, something he never was. The king had recognized the other elf immediately though he could not recall the name, before when relations between the realms had been better Lothlorien had sent young warriors to be trained under Lord Ferdan for a summer.

He recognized the other elf because he had been the one to break his son's nose in what he could only imagine was a brawl for the ages. Legolas never told him what had started it, although he had learned later the two had been having problems all summer.

When he had walked in to find his young son getting his nose reset, with two black eyes and split lip all Legolas had said was: "You should see the other guy."

He had asked if it was worth it, and without hesitation, his son had assured him it was.

Legolas' patients was much thinner now than it had been then, and he was far more sure of himself, and after a grueling day in the company of others who thought very little of them Thranduil had already decided this was to be the last 'council meeting' of the elven realms they would ever attend.

He watched as one of the warriors around his son made to reply to the offender but Legolas just shook his head almost definitely accompanied by an eye roll. But the other elf was not deterred.

Thranduil could tell by the way everyone around them went completely still that whatever he had said had been downright hateful. Even the twin sons of Elrond looked seemed to be frozen in fear, eyes on Legolas.

He watched his son take a very deep and long breath, and knew things were about to go very, very badly for the Lothlorien elf, the stillness of the others allowed Thranduil to hear his words, "Excuse me?"

The other elf took a step closer, "I don't intend to repeat myself if you cannot pay attention."

Without warning Legolas shot out of the chair, very clearly trying to avenge his nose from centuries before. Elrond swiftly pulled Celebrian behind the table they had all been sitting at while Glorfindel and Celeborn both reached to do the same with Arwen on the other side; a few of the Greenwood warriors cheered.

Much faster than even Thranduil expected Legolas nearly slammed the other elfs face onto the table near his father, both of his arms twisted painfully behind him and a firm grip in his hair.

There was a long silence.

"Now you are going to apologize to King Thranduil."

The other elf remained silent, until Legolas twisted his arm just a tad farther, "I deeply apologize King Thranduil, I was wrong."

Another long silence.

Legolas leaned forward to level the Lothlorien elf with one of the coldest states Thranduil had seen from him. His voice was very calm, but rang with promise, "If you ever say anything about my mother again, I will break a lot more than your nose and not even Lord Glorfindel can save you."

Thranduil's heart stopped, and there was a ringing in his ears and decided it was a very, very good thing he had not hear what the Lothlorien elf had said.

Then he stepped away and released his captive, turning to the Lord and Lady of the valley, "I

apologize, Lord Elrond, Lady Celebrian. I know how you value peace in your home. Excuse me."

Without even a glance back he left the room, all his warriors departing right after him.

Thranduil did not say a word as he stood from his chair and strode past everyone with cold indifference, like his son he did not look back.

They left the valley not even an hour later.

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A bit out of character perhapres but super fun to write

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