Thranduil’s Trial

Title: Thranduil’s Trial 16

Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com

Beta:Gilraen Aclamense

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.

16.

Glorfindel stepped outside of the healing room and walked over Arwen and Legolas. He loved the elfling like he was his own son. He could feel a light ache in his heart.

Glorfindel sighed. Oh… how much did he love this particular elfling? Just thinking of him made him feel so proud… and yet so speechless.

“Greenleaf?” Glorfindel called softly to the elfling that lay comfortably in Arwen’s hands.

Arwen lowered his body to the ground, gently, not wishing to see him fall and hurt himself.

Greenleaf ran over Glorfindel, almost making him fall to the ground. Luckily, Glorfindel seemed prepared for him, a lesson that he had learned in times past.

“Ada…” Greenleaf whispered to Glorfindel as he tightened his embrace, wishing to never let go of his father.

“I missed you, ion-nin…” Glorfindel whispered in return, he rubbed Legolas’ back, while returning the embrace.

Glorfindel then pulled away from the embrace, placing a soft kiss on Legolas’s delicate cheek as he told the child how much he loved him.


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Saelbeth’s anger and rage grew over the pair that stood before him, who were wishing in their hearts to escape from his wrath.

“Why did you leave the class? Do you want me to punish you?” Saelbeth asked, staring over them.

Saelbeth’s blue eyes seemed to grow darker when neither of the twins answered him. They seemed like statues, unmoving.

“Answer me at once!” Saelbeth ordered them, as he left all good emotion , allowed his anger and rage at the two to take over.

“I… we…” the twins said eloquently, not, fear shinning in their eyes.

“You what?” Saelbeth teased him as he hides his smile from them.

“We’re sorry?” Elladan questioned for both of them, begging for forgiveness with pleading eyes.

Saelbeth continued to give them a hard look, before giving them wooden swords, watching every move that they made, while he himself made none.

“Defend yourself, young one,” Saelbeth teased the younger twin, challenging the Elrondian with a fight, against him.

“I’m not young.” Elrohir snapped angrily, as he took the wooden sword and started to fight without thinking.

Soon, Elrohir found himself lying on the ground with Saelbeth’s sword beside his neck.

“You lose!” Saelbeth stated and turned his face over the elder twin to challenge him as well, “Want to try?”

Elladan gave his twin a look, a worried look.

“Want to try?” Saelbeth repeated his question, moving his sword from the younger twin to point it at the elder, taunting him.

Elladan nodded, collecting his sword from the ground, and moving into the position of a warrior, the same style that Glorfindel started in before a fight, or as well as he could remember it.

He moved to attack Saelbeth, but failed his first try. Saelbeth moved away from Elladan’s sword, cheering him on the attempt, “Good try…”

Elladan did not waste his breath to reply. He ignored Saelbeth’s encouraging words and attacked him again.

Elladan found himself lying on the ground beside his twin, his eyes mirroring his defeat.

“No more volunteers?” Saelbeth asked with large smile on his face, “How do you expect me to teach you, if you do not even show up to class? Will you answer that for me? Or would you prefer another round of sparring with me?”

“No… please forgive us; we did not mean to…” Elladan begged the lord.

Saelbeth stared at him, and decided that this time to forgive and forget, he had tortured them long enough emotionally and physically, even though he knew that they were not ready for it.

Saelbeth hoped that the sparring would teach them some of the discipline, that they so desperately needed.

“I forgive you, now on to the class…” Saelbeth said, truly hoping that their behavior would stop.


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Arwen walked over the healing room, knowing that is where Glorfindel went when she needed to watch over the elfling.

Arwen opened the door, wondering about her father, who sat by the pale elf, it looked to her, like her father was too tired even to feel her presence.

“Adar…?” Arwen asked her father as she moved towards him.

Still no movement from her father. She moved her hand over her father and touched his shoulder lightly.

That act made Elrond start, seeming to realize another presence in the room, he turned around and noticed Arwen, his daughter.

“Arwen, what are you doing in here, my child. Do you not have class?” Elrond asked glancing over her.

“I do, but I miss you, Ada, and I have not seen you all day.” Arwen answered, care and worry in her voice.

“I am here now…” Elrond smiled at her, but he saw the waves in her blue eyes, was she crying?

“But Ada, you look tired, when have you last slept?” Arwen asked, worry and care still evident in her voice.

End of Chapter 16.


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