The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings one shots and Imagines Book II

Kin - Part 1 - Legolas x Reader

Everything in italics is Sindarin 

Legolas made his way through the gardens of Rivendell. He had hoped to have been waiting for the contingent from Erebor when they arrived, yet they had reached the elven realm for Lord Elrond's council, earlier than expected. And though he doubted that whoever else the dwarf king had sent to Imladris would be happy about seeing him, he was not there because of them; he was there for the princess, that he had been surprised to find out, would be joining her kin.

"Uncle!" A voice suddenly called out. The prince's progress stopped, as a beautiful creature ran towards him; stopping as she came to stand before him, straightening herself as she remembered her elven manners. Placing her hand over her heart and bowing to him.

"Prince Legolas.........." She greeted. Fighting the smile that wanted to make its way onto her lips.

"Princess (Y/n)..........." Legolas replied, his hand over his own heart, as he bowed to the younger female. A soft chuckle leaving his lips, as all eleven etiquette was then forgotten about, and he found himself being hugged by the princess. The prince having grown used to such shows of affection, since the young princess had been small.

(Y/n) was the daughter of Legolas' sister, Celeblaswen, and Thorin Oakenshield. The pair having met whilst the King under the Mountain, had journeyed with his Company to reclaim their home. The match, of course, was admittedly something that had never, ever been expected; but if anyone were to see the daughter of the elven king and the son of Thráin together, there was no doubting the love that they shared. And though Thranduil had been less than pleased with the match, when Celeblaswen had given birth to a son, whom the king and queen named Throndir, and then a short time later, to (Y/n), the king of Mirkwood had lost his once cold heart to his grandchildren, particularly (Y/n) who had been born with far more elven traits than her brother. Throndir, though tall for a dwarf, was every inch his father's son, apart from him having his mother's straight pale hair. And (Y/n), though shorter for an elf, was every inch her mother's daughter, yet with the same thick mane of dark hair as Thorin. And though he would not say anything to the king and queen under the Mountain, Legolas would admit that he was happy that his beautiful niece did not have dwarven whiskers.

"My dearest niece........." Legolas smiled, as the two moved apart. The prince holding her at arm's length so that he could look at her properly. Sure, that she got more beautiful, every time he saw her.

"When I got the message from your mother to say you were coming, I confess I was surprised.........." Legolas continued, as he offered her his arm, and made his way over to a small bench where they could sit.

"I wanted to come. Throndir is the heir to the Mountain, and I......well, I just feel useless sometimes. If it were not for mother encouraging uncle Dwalin, uncle Fili and uncle Kili to teach me how to fight, I swear that I would have little to do. The things that other dwarrowdams seem to concern themselves with, don't interest me very much........." (Y/n) sighed. Legolas doing his best not to chuckle at her forlorn look.

Celeblaswen had always been a bit of a rebel; the fact that she had married a dwarf, and Thorin Oakenshield at that, certainly proved that she was not one for convention. The Mirkwood princess never one to do things that were expected of an elleth, and (Y/n) was so much like her. Legolas knowing that his sister had encouraged her children to learn all they could from the Company that had been with their father; both Throndir and (Y/n) calling every single member of said Company, their uncles, including Fili and Kili, despite them being their cousins. The elven prince knowing that his niece and nephew could not be in safer hands when in the Mountain; having seen firsthand, how much that ragtag bunch of dwarves, all cared for his kin.

"So, when father got the message about Lord Elrond's council, mother agreed with me when I said that I wanted to come. That I should see the world beyond the Mountain. Of course, father was not happy about it, he said that I was still a child; but I am fifty-five now, and though I know that is nothing for an elf, for a dwarf, I am more than of age. That, and I do have uncle Glóin and Gimli with me; it not as if I am alone. And who better to represent Erebor than I, the daughter of two worlds. Though I do think that mother would very much like to have come too. I know she loves father as much as she always did, that she loves serving our kin as their queen; but I know that sometimes she misses the adventure. Though with father getting older, she does not like the idea of being far from him. She even stopped her visit to Mirkwood not so long ago, because father was not being himself. I think she still fears that the dragon sickness will come back one day. Not that she would ever tell him that..........." (Y/n) sighed, as she looked out over the beautiful realm before her. It not the first time that she had travelled to Imladris; but each time she would fall in love with the place. The sounds of the waterfalls and the smells of the multitude of flowers filling her senses, as she thought about all the family that she had left behind. Legolas taking her hand and bringing her attention back to him. The ellon knowing of something that would bring a smile back to her lips.

"Your uncle Bilbo, is here.........." Legolas told her. (Y/n) instantly perking up, at the mention of the old hobbit.

"Would you like me to take you to him? I am sure that he would very much like to see you.........." The elven prince smiling, as his niece nodded. Legolas getting to his feet and holding out his arm for (Y/n) to take.

"Then, princess; shall we................"