Several hours later Legolas began to toss and turn in his bed. He was having a nightmare of his recent experiences and the haunting trauma they left him. He was all alone in a dark and cold room when suddenly it began to fill with water. Legolas didn't know how to swim so he just sunk when the water exceeded his height. As he drowned in the ever growing water a growing darkness surrounded him, and the only light came from a woman with a glowing green aura. As she came closer to him Legolas recognized her as the witch that kidnaped him. She had a wicked smile, and started to claw at Legolas leaving big ugly scratches all over his body. Legolas finally woke up in a cold sweat and screamed.
"Ada!"
Legolas then covered his mouth as he heard loud large footsteps coming where he was sleeping.
"Legolas what's wrong!" Thranduil cried out frantically.
"Please don't hurt me I promise I'll be quiet I promise." Legolas cried out as he protect his face with his little arms.
"Legolas what are you talking about?" Thranduil asked in horror as he looked upon the cowering three year old.
"They....they hurt me!"
Legolas was sobbing uncontrollably unable to tell what was real and what wasn't. Thranduil rushed over, and picked up the elfling in his arms. He tightly cradled and slowly rocked his son till he calmed down a bit. For a few minutes Thranduil soothed and cooed his son till the poor little leaf at last stop shaking in fear.
"Legolas why did you think I would hurt you?"
"Because because every time that I called for you they would beat me." Legolas said as he nuzzled his ada's chest fearfully.
Legolas could do nothing but sniffle and hiccup unable to handle all he was feeling. Meanwhile Thranduil could feel all his anger boil inside of him shocked by what these people had done to such a small and innocent child. But then guilt replaced his anger, hitting him harder than a bucking horse. How could he let them do such things to his child, how could he let his child be so carelessly given away, and why had he not tried harder to find him. All these thoughts swam and grew in his head practically making him shut down. But the sound of Legolas's tears reminded him he had to be there for Legolas and that shutting down was not an option.
So for a few minutes he just let his son cry and simply cooed and soothed him the best he could. Eventually the poor little elfling was reduced to just light sniffling and tear marks down his face, making it so Thranduil could talk to him.
"Legolas, I need you understand something very important." Thranduil said in a soft but very serious tone.
"What Ada?" Legolas asked slightly afraid of what he was about to here.
"That I could never hurt you like that and that I love you so much. That when you weren't here Ada couldn't bare to live normally, or even leave my room. You need never fear me in such a way or coware from me ok my little leaf. I love you you ion-nin and nothing will ever change that, do you understand?"
"Ye..yes..Ada, I love you too!"
Legolas cuddled closer into Thranduil happy to be in safe and loving arms. Thranduil in turn grasped his son tighter, happy to have his son back in his arms, and then thought of an absolutely splendid idea.
"The healers may not approve of this, but how about you sleep with me tonight?"
Legolas nodded his head that was tightly tucked into his Adas chest.
Thranduil walked off to his room, Legolas clutched to his ada's chest, and got under his sheets. He softly sung an old elvish lullaby until he could hear nothing but his son's soft quiet breathing. Thranduil then laid his head on his pillow, and drew his bandaged son close to him. He immediately closed his eyes knowing his son was close to him, and at last got a good night's sleep.
Many months passed until Legolas was physically and mentally healed, but he eventually went back to his happy fun loving self. However Thranduil became much less trusting to others, suspicious that each one was after his son. This however in no way hindered Legolas's adventurous and free spirit. Which would be the cause for much of Thranduil's grief and pain, but for now father and son were reunited which brought both all the happiness in the world.
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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...
