Days passed by and Thranduil only grew more depressed. He barely ever left his room except for the occasional meal which he still ate very little of. He then even kept Legolas's favorite blanket with him hoping it would ease the grief in some way, but to no avail. His duties were taken over by his court of lords feeling to depressed to deal with such matters. The king felt weaker everyday, and if his son never returned to him he would surely fade.
A similar thing seemed to be happening to Legolas for he grew more sad and depressed the longer he was separated from his Ada. He even started to lose the elvish glow like Radelia did when she was banished. Not to mention tortured by his captors including being beaten every time he mentioned or called for his ada, leaving him in a cold dark room alone for several days, and not even feeding him everyday. Everyday Legolas because more desensitized from what was around him. His usual happiness was fading, and being replaced by fear, sadness, and gloom. He eventually stopped speaking altogether, and started to lose even more glow becoming like the light of a dead star slowly showing it no longer existed.
Three weeks later
In this week's that had passed Thranduil was bound to his room never leaving never moving. Thoughts of suicide reached his mind daily figuring how could he live on with no one to share his immortal life with. He had become an empty shell of the great king he once was. Who would've thought one missing branch could make a great oak tree timber over.
Radelia could see all of this, reveling in all the pain and suffering of her enemy. But it had became quite clear it was time to ask for the ransom for her little hostage. She carefully composed a letter of all her demands making it clear where to meet for the exchange and the consequences of failing to meet at said place. She had never been happier before knowing that her life goal was coming to an end. She went outside and summoned an owl with her magic. She tied the message to the creature's leg giving it very specific instructions and directions. As the owl flew off she felt happy knowing that everything was coming into place.
Thranduil laid there on his bed it was almost noon, and he still hadn't left his bedroom. It was then an owl came in and dropped a rolled up piece of parchment on his bed. The owl quickly turned, and flew away losing all memory of why he was there. Thranduil slowly went, and picked up the parchment on his bed . It had a place ribbon tied around and was sealed with a rather odd wax symbol. He pulled the ribbon out causing the scroll to roll open.
Dear Thranduil,
It has come to my attention that you wish for your son back. If you ever want to see him alive again meet me and my associates at the waterfall closest to your palace. With you, you will bring the chest of the jewels of pure starlight that was intended for the Dwarves to me. If you refuse to come or bring the ransom expect your son to be at the bottom of the waterfall.
Your ex-friend,
Radelia
Also here's a little free piece of you son.
Thranduil looked at the corner of the parchment to find a strand of fair blond hair. It was then Thranduil came out of his depression to be filled with intense parental anger the worst kind of all. He grasped the strand of hair with much force as he gritted his teeth.
"If she thinks she can touch my child, and get away with it then she's got another thing coming!"
Thranduil ran out of his room surprising everyone at his sudden outburst. He ran over to his armies training ground and called out to the head guard Durill.
"Durill I need you to organize a small battalion for me tomorrow we claim Legolas back!"
Durill simply nodded and started shouting orders to the elven troops. He had known and even held little Legolas since he was an infant, and he cared deeply for the elfling, which only fueled his determination to rescue the prince.
All were buzzing around preparing to retrieve their prince from evil. The prepped the ransom for Radelia even though they knew it was a ridiculous ransom to be asked for. Their prince however was well worth the it.
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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...
