Thranduil knocked on the door, already knowing full well that even though it had hardly ever been locked that it would be now, "Legolas?"

No answer.

He briefly rested his head against the unyielding wood in defeat, "I came to talk to you," He sighed, "I came to apologize."

Still nothing

"I know you're angry with me, and I know that I'm probably the last person you want to talk to right now."

Nothing.

"I'm going to wait outside your door until you're ready. I'm patient." He could almost hear his sons laughter and sarcastic remark in his head, "For you, for you I'm patient."

With another sigh the great Elvenking sat on the ground in the corridor outside of his son's room, legs stretched out in front of him and back against the wall. The few elves who scuttled past tried valiantly to not gawk at their king sitting amongst the dirt and dust bunnies, however he didn't particularly care who saw him here. That didn't matter now, what mattered was getting his son to speak to him again.

He was prepared to sit here all night if need be. He was prepared to sit here for an entire week if that's what it took. Thankfully for him, his son was far less likely to hold grudges against wrongdoings.

It was only about an hour before the door opened and Legolas sat next to his father in the hallway silently. Thranduil stared at his hands folded on his legs in shame rather than look over at his son, "I'm sorry, I am truly and deeply sorry."

"I know."

"I didn't … I couldn't .. I just.."

Legolas rested his hand on his father's, "I know, Ada"

Thranduil continued to stare down at his hands now covered by a smaller one, his guilt rising into his throat at the sight while some of the words he had screamed earlier rang in his ears, "You scared me so badly today, I do not know the last time I was so worried-"

"I know, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"And I didn't mean to lose my temper with you."

"You never do."

The pair lapsed into silence as a few more elves scuttled by, still trying their best not to look at their royals sitting on the ground. For the first time since Legolas had left his room Thranduil looked up at him, "Can you forgive me?"

Legolas smiled, that trademark smile that never failed to raise his father's heart and spirit, "Oh Ada, I forgave you before I even opened the door."

As if to prove his words, Legolas leaned his head against his father's shoulder, ignoring the sniff of emotion above him, "How did I get so lucky to have a son such as you?"

"You must have given Eru a very good bribe."

"Must have."

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Ahhhhhhhhh! I'm sorry I missed a posting one yesterday guys, life got too busy and I didnt bet home until around 5 in the moring. Might post two today to make up for it.

As always thank you for coming, hope you enjoyed it, and would love to hear from you!