Thranduil listened intensely for the slightest bit of sound. He looked in every nook and cranny for his most coveted prey. This turned from a simple game of hide and seek to a game of hunter and prey.
"Adas gonna get you Legolas, you can't hide forever." Thranduil said with a wicked grin as he wiggled his fingers to threaten an onslaught of tickling.
It was then that he heard the slightest and smallest giggle. Legolas immediately put both his tiny hands on his mouth as to try and suppress the giggle.
"Hmmmm I wonder where my son could be?"
Thranduil listened for any further giggling or laughing.
"Hmmm maybe he could be over here!"
Thranduil quickly moved the curtains in his room.
"He's not here, my my isn't my child such a good hider."
Legolas was giggling even more now giving away where he was hiding.
"Hmmm well I guess he must be under here!"
Thranduil quickly lifted the bed skirt of his bed to reveal a laughing little elfling. He quickly grabbed the giggly elfling only to tickle him relentlessly.
"Ada.... stop it!" Legolas laughed as he gasped for air.
Thranduil only persisted on tickling the elfling in his arms. Legolas tried to squirm out of the strong arms, but to no avail. After a few minutes the elf king finally relented leaving the elfling out of breath.
"You know my little green leaf you really are quite stealthy for an elf your age."
"Really Ada! You mean it?" Legolas squealed joyfully.
"Absolutely my pen tithen!"
Thranduil took the elfling in his arms out to the balcony as they took a breather and watch the nature outside. This left Thranduil to think about his son who sat on his arms. He couldn't believe he was already fifteen years old, looks and acts about three years old to humans, for it only seemed like yesterday he could barely crawl. As he pondered and reminisced he suddenly heard the grumbling of Legolas's stomach, and he knew what that meant.
"How about we head to the dining hall for lunch my little leaf?"
Legolas nodded his head eagerly as he tried to squirm from his Ada's arms. He wanted to show his ada he was a big elf by walking there himself, and not a mere elfling. Thranduil knew all this, but knew as soon as they were a quarter of the way there he would want to be carried again. So he only held him tightly until he relented from squirming.
"I know you want to show Ada you're a big elf, but you should enjoy being an elfling while you can you won't be one forever after all."
Legolas pouted for a bit, but then being a mere elfling believed his ada and simply snuggled himself closer to his adas chest. Thranduil smiled, and turned around towards the dining hall blissfully unaware they were being watched. As he turned a golden owl flew past off to the west towards Mordor.
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A Witch's Revenge
FanfictionA sequel to The Beginnings of a Prince set three years after Loraine's death. Thranduil has done his best raising Legolas on his own and is happy to have him around. However what will he do when his beloved son is kidnaped by a someone he once knew...
