An: j.r.r. tolkien's world twisted to my liking.
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Thranduil
Eilianneth audibly swallowed her nerves as they clambered through the earthen passage way. The rushing water unfailingly ticked in time with their steps as they approached Thranduil's throne. Looking nervously for comfort, she lowered her eyes and stood before the steps of the Elvenking. His voice boomed through the empty, open space; his eyes shimmered darkly in the indoor woodland forest- matching his eternally gloomy attitude. "Legolas," he nodded his head slightly, acknowledging his son's presence and barely noting Eilianneth at all.
"Why have you not increased the patrol?" he asks, glaring at her as if it was all her fault- as if Legolas was perfect and could not have done anything himself. "The spiders are only increasing in number as time passes, they grow in strength as well."
"We've tried, but we're already working as many hours ass possible just to keep the arachnids off of our surrounding lands." Legolas tries to argue his point, completely failing to comprehend the situation. Thranduil knew they were reaching a limit and near exhaustion- he was the Elvenking, after all. Yet he wanted to push blame on Eilianneth for something completely out of her control.
"Your excuses of are no importance. Just rid us of these fowl creatures." His cold gaze never leaving her, he turned his cloaked form around. The short elf bowed, mumbling out that his instructions would be followed, and left into the passageways- her mind rumbling as the cogs in her head unceasingly spun trying to figure out how to rid themselves of the gargantuan spiders.
"Come, Legolas," she beckoned loudly when she noticed Legolas had not yet moved.
The prince sighed and turned away from his father- he was unable to fathom why Thranduil had such distaste for his partner. "Yes, Father," he bowed, pale hair falling forward, and left the king's presence.
Left to his thoughts, Thranduil sat in his hard marble throne. He could not imagine why his own son had tried to argue against him- he forbade to entertain the idea that Legolas was standing up for the lowly Silvan elf. Each passing day, however, he could see their bond only getting closer. He blamed himself- it was his own fault for promoting Eilianneth. He did not want his son spending time with those beneath him; they were of a higher placing in the elven world.
In truth, Thranduil did not mean harm towards the young and spritely elf. However, it came as a result of not wanting to lose his son- not wanting to watch him grow evermore independent and farther from him, even possibly making a mistake. He was certain that falling for that girl was a mistake Legolas would fall into. He could not imagine that Eilianneth would ever love his son. To him, he believed that she was only after a higher status as Princess if she managed to marry his son.
Turning aside thoughts of the two Captains of his Guard, he began to ponder how to force out the spiders. Something was crawling back- a darker force that he alone could not stop, no matter how much he would try.
Meanwhile, Tauriel was out in the woods hunting for sport. As the dark leaves crunched under her feet, nothing but her sister was haunting her thoughts. Hearing something else behind her, she turned and immediately shot forth an arrow. She heard it smack a nearby tree instead of a living creature and realized she was just being paranoid, due to worrying.
As she traced her way back to the elven kingdom she wondered why her sister had not informed the Elvenking of her relations with Legolas. She pondered for a moment if Eilianneth was afraid- but that was impossible for her to believe. Tauriel did not think her sister could be so afraid of one single person, even Thranduil.
But Eilianneth was afraid. Not of telling the Elvenking- she knew it was impossible to keep a secret for long- but scared of the looming force of the arachnids. Although Tauriel did not sense it, Mirkwood had become increasingly more dangerous. The elves were in for a long fight- and the spiders were only the beginning.