Thranduil’s Trial

Title: Thranduil’s Trial 15

Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Manon
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Full of Angst. What do you expect?
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tolkien. I just borrowed them.
Spoiler: Total AU.
Summary: Legolas was witness to his nana's death and was sent to Rivendell at his father's request, but was unaware of Legolas' secret.
Note: Legolas age is close to 10, according to human age, when he was sent.
Note2: Legolas had stronger connection with the nature.



With defeat in their eyes, the twins left, while Arwen greeted Glorfindel with a large smile.

“Hannon-le, my lord,” she said, still smiling.

Glorfindel nodded, and then asked, “Could you look after him for a few moments?”

Arwen nodded, and took the elfling in her arms.

“Ada? Where are you going?” Legolas asked, suddenly nervous.

“I… I need to be away for few moments, but I will be back as soon as I can, ion-nin, I promise.” Glorfindel caressed the princeling’s face and kissed his cheek, before whispering in his ears, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Ada,” Legolas said and kissed Glorfindel’s cheek.

Glorfindel gave one last look at the elfling before he headed toward Elrond’s room.

He felt that he needed to know why Elrond was trying to keep him in the dark, and not letting him know what was going on.


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Arriving at Elrond’s room, Glorfindel knocked on the door. When there was no answer, he turned to the guards and asked for their lord’s whereabouts.

“He is in the healing room, my lord.”

Glorfindel nodded and thanked them before walking to the healing room. He knocked on the door and immediately received a response.

“Come in.”

Elrond stared at the opening door and seemed surprised to see Glorfindel entering the room. He snapped at him without thinking, “What are you doing here?”

Glorfindel found himself staring at Elrond with shock on his face. He swallowed and then answered as calmly as he could, “To see what was going on. Do you want me to leave?”

Elrond’s eyes were locked with Glorfindel’s as he answered, “You can stay. Where is Legolas?”

“He is in the safe hands of Arwen. But what I want to know is what is going on in here? Why do you not want Legolas and me here?” Glorfindel asked curiously he stared at the lord, his gaze bright.

Elrond stared into his friend’s eyes, and he sighed heavily before answering, “Do you remember how Legolas reacted the last time when I mentioned his father?” Elrond asked. When he saw Glorfindel nod, he continued, “I am afraid that if Thranduil does not come it might get worse. We will be left in the shadows for we still do not know why Legolas acts that way, and I would prefer to see him safe, than to be sorry.”

Glorfindel walked toward Elrond and took Elrond’s hands in his. “Now I understand, mellon-nin,” he said softly.

Elrond nodded and left Glorfindel’s side to approach the wounded messenger. He knelt beside the bed to check on him.

Glorfindel stood in the room, watching his friend. Then he walked over to the window and looked out, only to see that Arwen had allowed the elfling to run across the open field. His heart ached as he watched Legolas running and laughing, and his heart was filled with happiness and love for the princeling.

Glorfindel could feel tears falling down his face. He cried quietly of happiness, his eyes never leaving Legolas, watching every move the elfling made.

Glorfindel felt Elrond’s hand on his shoulder, but he did not want to lose sight of Legolas.

“Go to him, and send Arwen back to class where she should be,” Elrond said.

Glorfindel gave a slight nod and then turned to the lord. “Well, I think that Arwen needs to be released from them, as your ‘orcs’ need to be in class more than she does.” Elrond shook his head and then looked at his friend with a blank expression on his face.

Noticing Elrond’s look, Glorfindel continued, his expression serious. “I have heard some rumors that they have been missing classes, whereas Arwen has had to take all that Saelbeth gave her, whether being shouted at or having to take more lessons while her brothers had disappeared.”

Elrond looked at him with sharp eyes, and then he stared out of the window. Both could hear Arwen’s laughter floating through the air.

Elrond nodded and was about to say something, but Glorfindel didn’t give him a chance. “I will deal with them,” he said, “while you deal with the king when he comes. And when he does, I would like know, mellon nin.”

“All right then mellon,” Elrond agreed and continued, a smile now on his face, “I will take on Mirkwood, and you can deal with the twins. Oh Valar, how I wish to see you teach them.”

Glorfindel chuckled as he nodded, and then he left the room, leaving his friend to continue, not wanting to disturb the healer in his work.

End of Chapter 15.