That after noon Aragorn and the rest of his friends and family went to where Legolas was burried. Elladan sqeezed his shoulder, but Aragorn stayed silent for severl more moments just looking at where his best friend was burried as he held the grave marker close to his chest, they watched as he went foreward and kneeled beside the pile of dirt. The man reached out his hand and touched it.
" Legolas, this is my last gift to you. I can no longer stay in Rivendell. I am going to Gondor to be king...."
Here Aragorn's voice broke and he felt a gentle hand rubbing his shoulder. Gandalf kneeled beside him continueing to rub his friend's shoulder.
" The sacrfice of a friend is a high price to pay, but you did it willingly for my sake. I will never forget you nor will anyone else."
The sound of soft sobbing echoed around him and the man wept unashamedly in Gandalf's embrace after he laid the grave stone in place.