Meanwhile Thranduil sat bored at his long, monotonous, and rather disturbing meeting. Talk of the ever growing evil in the land, the dragon epidemic, and chances of war did not sit well with Thranduil. Seeing how the peace of Middle Earth stood at the edge of a knife ready to tip at any moment.
After a whole nother half hour the meeting was finally over. Once all was said and done Thranduil cordially shook all the lord's hand and bid them farewell as they left. When they were finally gone he felt as if a wild horse just hit him as he sunk down in his chair. Even with much on his mind, now Thranduil could get onto the fun part of his day, being with his son. However as he started to get up suddenly Chelia walked into the room.
"Chelia what are you doing here?" Legolas asked rather confused as to why the nurse maid was there without his son.
"I was told I was summoned to speak with you my king." Chelia told her king, now just as confused as he was.
"Wait who told you I summoned you because I never did?"
"It was this rather odd elf maid I had never seen before. She came up to us with two guards and said you requested our presence." Chelia relayed now feeling a pit develop in her stomach.
"Never seen before, but your head of staff you know everyone." Thranduil said now starting to get nervous.
"I do but I thought maybe she was new and the two guards with her made her story more convincing."
"Wait! Where's Legolas?"
"I left him with the other elf maid to go observe the warriors training"
Both looked at each other with wide eyes and nervous looks. It was then both practically ran to the training field. They went straight to the royals observing box, but much to their horror no Legolas. They frantically ran back to the palace and looked all around for Legolas. Eventually after much searching Thranduil came to his bedroom and saw a piece of parchment on his bed. He took it off and began to read it.
Dear Thranduil,
I have your child and believe me I won't be returning him. Unless you're willing to make me a suitable offer or find me and kill me. Prepare to pay for what you did to me for it will come at an awful price.
Your ex-friend,
Radelia
The letter dropped from Thranduil's hands as a mix of emotions hit him. First came shock: how could this letter be from her she's dead, I saw her die. Then came guilt: I let her rot in that tower, I didn't even try to save or free her, she was my friend. Then the strongest emotion of all anger: how could she take my son from me, kidnap a small elfling, if she dares hurt him even a little I will kill her, I'm going to hunter her like the witch she is. Thranduil gathered his soldiers to go search for the young prince. Thranduil only had Legolas on his mind determined to bring his son home.
The Base in Mordor
Legolas started to wake up, and as he rustled he heard the sound of metal clanging. He tried to look around but couldn't see anything for it was completely dark. He started to shake out of fear, and when he tried to walk around he was suddenly pulled back. He felt big metal cuffs on his wrists and long, big, and heavy chains connected to them. I was then a door opened letting in a little bit of light. As Legolas's vision adjusted he saw in the doorway was a woman he didn't recognize at all.
"Well well well it looks like our guest of honor has woken up."
It was then two tall burly men came up behind her.
"Please tell me who are you, where am I, and where's my Ada?" the little elfling pleaded.
"Well my child I am Radelia, and you are in a nice little prison cell, and as for your Ada he's back where you and I used to call home." Radelia said as she grabbed Legolas's chin and lifted him up in the air.
"Why am I here?" Legolas asked fearfully.
Legolas was almost in tears after hearing he was far from his Ada.
"Let's just say you're my means of revenge against your Ada."
"Why do you want revenge on my Ada he never did anything, he's good?!"
Radelia dropped the elfling, and started to turned around.
"Oh my dear little elfling how naïve you are of your father's actions."
"Please let me go I just want my ada" Legolas cried as large streams of tears came down his face.
Suddenly he felt a scratch upon his soft cheek causing him to cry more as he covered it with his hand. Unfeelingly Radelia chuckled as she flipped a small dagger in her hand.
"Oh don't be such a wimp, and believe me you won't be going anywhere until my ransom is paid. So for now I would get real comfortable because you're going to be in here for a long time."
She and her men then walked out, and started to close the door.
"Good bye my prince hahahaha" she laughed evilly.
The door then closed with a loud bang leaving Legolas to sob alone in the dark.
"Aya wasn't that a bit much on the poor kid?" Yoric asked
"Oh the brat could do a with a bit of pain every once in awhile."
"I guess if you say so."
"So what do we do now?" Salazar chimed.
"Now we wait till Thranduil's despair is at his peak, and that is when we cash in on the spoils."
"How long do you think that'll be?" Yoric asked
"My guess is in about three weeks he'll be contemplating suicide." Radelia laughed heartlessly, full of joy her plan was working.
This meant that all was coming into place, and soon she would be avenged.
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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...
