Thranduil’s Trial

Title: Thranduil’s Trial 17
Author: Sivan Shemesh sivan325@walla.com
Beta: Tena
Rating: T
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 nature.

17.

“No… I could not… and Thranduil should come soon… the messenger said that his king was hurt too…” Elrond answered, more concerned about his friend’s life than his own.

“Ada… you need to rest…” Arwen pleaded to her father with worry and concern in her eyes.

“If… Thranduil will come… you must not let the elfling come near him, and you must warn Glorfindel… would you do that, my child?” Elrond asked.

“I will do that, Adar, now you must gain some strength…” Arwen answered, as she hoped to see her father taking his rest before he collapsed.

“I am going, but if…” Elrond started but stopped when he noticed the smirked from his daughter.

“No if, Adar, you need to rest, and I know what I need to do if the king comes. Glorfindel and my wicked twins know as well, now go.” Arwen softly said to her Adar.

Elrond smiled, happy by his daughter’s act and caring for him.

“Hannon le.” Elrond thanked her and then walked to his room, leaving her with the wounded messenger.

After her Adar left the room, she sighed in relief and then she left. She was eager to hug and kiss the elfling that had taken her heart, and she knew that Glorfindel felt the same way.

The messenger who was lying on the bed also sighed in relief. He was eager to sleep as fatigue filled him quickly, and he thought of his king. He hoped that his king was still alive, as he fell into a deep sleep.

TT17

In Saelbeth’s class

The twins sat on the ground paying deep attention to their teacher.

That was the sight that Arwen first noticed. She smiled, almost laughing at the sight.

“Did I miss anything?” Arwen asked their teacher, not knowing what had happen that made the twins so full of attention.

“Aye, you did, my child,” Saelbeth replied as he glared at the twins, a silent warning for them to keep quiet. He smiled at Arwen, and then he continued, “I gave them a chance to attack me with wooden swords, hoping they would learn a thing or two of how they should defend themselves instead of finding themselves on the ground, defeated by me.”

“Aye, they did.” Arwen giggled, staring at her brothers.

“You think that you are better than us?” Elladan asked her, daring to challenge her.

“I know that I am,” Arwen smirked, and took the wooden sword that Elladan gave her, while Elladan grabbed the wooden sword from Saelbeth. “Let us see what you have learned that makes you better than me and Elrohir, shall we?”

Saelbeth cleared his throat, but this did not help as they stood face to face.

“Stop this at once, both of you!” Saelbeth shouted.

Arwen stepped back, and so did Elladan, but they still held the swords, walked closer to each other and started to attack. They were blinded by their anger at each other, or they would have noticed Glorfindel approach and Greenleaf staring at the whole scene in front of them.

Saelbeth stared at Glorfindel with pleading eyes. He wanted to separate these foolish elves but they made him furious.

Glorfindel sighed heavily, and then he knelt beside the elfling. He whispered into his ear and watched as Greenleaf ran to the house to find Lord Elrond He approached the lord’s children hoping his presence would stop them.

TT17

Over Lord Elrond’s room…

Greenleaf opened the door, not waiting for any replies. He searched for Lord Elrond, knowing that his Adar needed help.

He first noticed the body that lay on the bed. “My… lord…?” he called as his voice was shaken, fearing the unknown.

No answer came, and Greenleaf could feel the dread rising.

“My lord?” he asked again with a shaky voice.

“Princeling?” the voice, it was not Lord Elrond’s voice.

Princeling Legolas took one-step back, and then he asked, “Who are you?”

“Have you not recognizing me Princeling Legolas?” the guard asked him as he stared at the elfling.

“Nay… where is Lord Elrond?” he answered and asked the elf.

“I do not know; he may be in the other room.” The guard replied, still staring at the princeling that left the room.

The guard sighed heavily and returned to his rest, wondering what had happened.

Princeling Legolas searched the next room, and was relief to find the lord lying on the bed. “Lord Elrond?” he asked quietly, his hand shaking.

Lord Elrond could feel the presence of the elfling and awoke, staring at the frowning princeling, hoping that nothing bad had happened.

“Greenleaf, is there something wrong? Are you hurt?” Elrond asked him.

“Aye, Adar needs your help… urgent…” Greenleaf answered, staring at the lord, as tears fell from his blue eyes, covering his soft face.

End of Chapter 17.