He looks down again. I stand up. How... how is this possible? Thranduil had told me years ago he thought Malachi was dead. I bite my lip. Legolas looks broken. His eyes shrouded despair and confusion. I never thought this day would come.
"Lord Elrond, please tell me." He looks up at me.
"*Sigh* Your father made me swear never to reveal anything to you or anyone." I say.
"Please. I have to know." Legolas says.
"Very well." I say.
I sit down in the chair in front of him.
"Malachi was born first. I know of him because King Thranduil would often bring him here." I say.
"Why?" I ask.
"Training. He and I had much to discuss back then." I answer.
He looks down.
"What was he like?" He asks.
I let out a breath.
"Strong. Determined but... he was ruthless." I say.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"As we trained him, he had this look in his eyes. A certain blood loss just behind the eyelids." He says.
"Blood loss?" He looks up at me.
"Yes. The eyes of a predator. As he fought, he fought to kill." I say.
"He has become a Dark Elf." He says looking at me.
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𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰
FantasyAnother Lord of the Ring's fanfic. Well, it's more like a hobbit fanfic, but Aragon and Gimli are there as well. This might be out there but I'm doing it. Please don't hate me. An elf rises to power and is aligned with Sauron. One elf that came from...
