Imagine Legolas: It's not fair!
Pairing: Thranduil x Legolas Summary: Legolas discusses with his father about his mother.
"That's not fair!" Exclaimed Legolas with clenched teeth, his fists clenched and he hit his own carrier while he said, "Why do you think you have that right? She's my mother! "He grunted, pacing back and forth to stop and face Thranduil waiting for an answer. "I'm not going to talk about it," he replied, resting his back on the throne, tired of his son's questioning. "You have all the memories of her, why can not you share with me?" Legolas questioned, his posture very stiff and fingers pressed into the palm of his hand. "Do not insist, I'll put you on the next patrol who knows this does not refresh your memory about who the king is," the Elven king said watching the prince bite himself with rage, "We're not talking about your damn kingdom but about my mother! You are my father, and you must restore me! "He growled, pointing his finger at the king," Withdraw Legolas, "he ordered," I have no grave to weep, I have no recollections, what is left of my mother for me? " the prince, "I will not say it again," shouted the king. Legolas stared at him, his eyes filled with tears and an anger that exhaled through his pores. "I hate you! You should have died, not you !! I hate you, I hate you with all my might! "He shouted before turning and running out of the throne room. Thranduil sighed, he knew why Legolas hated him, long ceased to act like a father and became only a king. Legolas avoided him for many days, when the king could see him again it was because of an entourage of dwarves and everything took over the king making him forget his quarrel with the prince. ** Thranduil sat on his throne, a few years after the battle of the five armies, and a few years after Legolas's farewell, despite the war, and Tauriel, the king knew the true motive of his son's departure, it took a long time for he would get used to eating alone and not see the blonde head of his little leaf. Sometimes he found himself thinking of the big blue eyes of sapphire so similar to his and yet different, the little smile was identical to his queen, the mere memory of his son made his heart bleed, because he can not love me? Thranduil wanted to send a group of soldiers to track down Legolas and bring him home to the force, but he would like to go personally. The elven king lay in his bed, he had never felt the longing hurting so much in his chest as now, only the memories of the last sincere conversation with his son made him cry, he only wanted the presence of his son, just to know that he was in the next room, Thranduil turned when a guard knocked on his door. "My king, the prince is back" the following sentence made the whole body of the king vibrate and be taken a painful anxiety that corroded his nerves, my son is back? Is Legolas back? Did he really come back to me? The king rose hastily if he dressed him. "Where is he?" He asked the soldier, "An hour ago I was in the healer's room." "Why did not you tell me when he arrived? What happened? Why did not you want to talk to me? "," He said he did not want to see him, "the king swallowed, trying to hold his tears, he walked to his son's quarters that was moved to a place far from the king's room by Legolas ordered, Thranduil knocked on the door a few times without calling his name trying to avoid a possible rejection, before entering he took a deep breath trying to keep in control the urge to kiss and beat his son, Legolas was lying on the bed sleeping, he "Ionin," he whispered, stroking Legolas's face, "I missed you so much, please do not leave me any longer," he begged, letting the tears fall on the sheets, "I can not bear another absence you're my life, "Thranduil groaned before walking away. "Ada," Legolas moaned, opening his eyes, that loving look was all Thranduil craved, "I missed you, but I'm so tired of the trip," he explained, praying he could see the heavy eyes begging to be closed again, "Leggy just sleep, "the king whispered, and Legolas smiled at his name. "I love you".
ionin - my son ada - daddy
English is not my mother tongue! If something goes wrong please correct me, tell me if you like it.
