Otorno: The Redemption Of An Elven Prince | Legolas X Reader Story

I. The Beginning Of Everything

Mirkwood, 2491

You arrived in Mirkwood after a few days of travel, and because of the long journey, you were exhausted. Before you and your guards, sent to protect you, could get any rest, you had to meet with the king himself. You haven't seen Thranduil in ages. The last time you were in Mirkwood, you were a young elleth sent there to train and learn from the king and his guards. Thranduil was a great warrior, and your mother, Galadriel, knew you were going to learn a lot from him, and you did. The thing was that everyone thought of him somewhat poorly. Many considered him obsessed with gems (and it was true), arrogant and even evil at times. Now, these were all true in a way, but you've never felt threatened or scared by him. Either because of your status or something else, but he has always treated you well. You had, however, seen his dark side, but hey, everyone has a dark side.

In fact, you had some great times in Mirkwood. When you were younger you spent there quite a lot of time and you met and befriended his son - Prince Legolas Greenleaf. You spent a lot of time with him in the guard of the Woodland Realm while you were training, and you became pretty close friends. You even started liking him even though you tried to deny it as much as possible. But the truth was that you fell for him, and you fell hard. After all, how can you not? He was handsome, charming, funny, smart, and he definitely had a knack for adventures which got both of you in quite a lot of trouble with the guards and his father.

You were so drowned in your thoughts that you didn't even realize that you were almost in front of the huge doors of the castle. You snapped out of your mind just when you saw Legolas and another brown-haired elf from the guard coming towards you. You smiled and greeted both of them. Legolas also greeted you and continued in elvish.

- Mae govannen! Welcome back to Mirkwood, my lady Arise. My father awaits you.
- Thank you, Legolas.

Legolas was polite as always. Well, after all, you were the oldest living daughter of none other than Galadriel herself. Every elf in Middle Earth knew what that meant. One day, you were going to take Galadriel's place once she left these shores and went to the west. You and Legolas were now walking next to each other and were surrounded by guards. Even though you were dressed in a beautiful dark red gown with a simple silver crown, you still had your sword and a bow and arrows strapped to you. You may be a princess, but you were also a warrior. Plus, your parents, mainly your father Celeborn, had made a rule to never go out anywhere without a weapon after what happened to your sister.

You got to the door, and the two guards were already holding them open. You all entered the castle and the guards closed them after you. Inside, as you walked through the halls and corridors together with Legolas, everyone was bowing to you. As you were already in the castle, you didn't need your royal guards being around you, so you dismissed them, and they went to their quarters to rest. So now you were all alone with Legolas, both you and him tall, blond, and noble elves. You had forgotten what it was being around him, and now you were feeling like a young and foolish elleth who was just a word away from blushing. However, you remembered you were a princess and composed yourself. You had to behave in a certain way, always, and you knew that very well.

- I hope your travel from Lothlorien was not too tiring, meldanya.
- It was not too bad. And please call me Arise. We did encounter a group of orcs just outside of Mirkwood. But it was nothing too bad. We managed to get them all and kill them.
- I am pleased to hear that, Arise. Glad you reached Mirkwood safely. Hopefully, you're not too tired to see my father.
- I can manage, thank you, Legolas. And I would actually be happy to meet him, it's been ages.

As you were walking the halls, you were looking around you. The castle was beautiful with everything carved in the wood of the trees. You reached the throne hall and saw the king himself sitting on his incredible wooden throne with such remarkable details and ornaments. As you walked in, he got up and started going down the stairs to welcome you. You noticed he had an unusual and barely visible smile on his face, his gaze was welcoming and soft. You bowed to the king as the etiquette implied.