This is for imfrigginfabulous
You woke up the morning of the Feast of starlight with a grin. You were very excited to see all the elves dancing to the soft heart and all of the merriment. As you walked down the halls deep in thought, your shoulders bumped with another as you gasped in shock from the impact.
"Oh I'm so sorry Y/N" Legolas spoke as your eyes widened
"Oh no! It's my fault I'm so sorry your highness!" You apologized profusely.
"It's quite alright. And please call me Legolas Mellon. What plans do you have today?"
"Nothing actually." You spoke with a smile. "And you?"
"I'm actually heading to the archery range if you would like to join." He spoke holding his bow proudly.
"I'm afraid I'm no good at archery." You confessed shyly.
"Oh come on! I'll teach you!" He exclaimed excitedly. He then gave you a serious dose of puppy eyes. "Please?"
Your heart melted at his eyes and you nodded in agreement.
You arrived and he set up quite excitedly. You watched as his (fabulous) hair swished in the wind and how he pulled out an arrow with so much grace. His eyes focused on the target and his fingers released the arrows.
You didn't realize it, but you were staring and holding your breath at how wonderful Legolas was. He met your eyes causing you to quickly look away. Legolas gave you a soft smile and handed you his bow.
"I couldn't." You squeaked nervously.
"You agreed remember." Legolas spoke softly as he stood behind you. You raised the bow and arrow, poised and ready to shoot, your shoulders and arms tense.
"Relax." He whispered so close to your ear that you almost dropped the bow and arrow all together. You obeyed as he gave you sparks while fixing your arms.
"Release it." He spoke as your eyes widened at the fact that the arrow was in the center. You both exchanged wide smiles as he continued with the lesson.
Not too far, his father watched with amusement and pride that his son had picked such a fine woman to flirt with, and how he did it so well. He could see that You were both infatuated with each other, but you were so shy. If you couldn't show signs, you would show them unknowingly, and allow Legolas to profess his love that way, allowing you to accept his love naturally. (He is very emotionally invested in this relationship btw)
He stepped out from his hiding place as he made his way forward.
"Hello Legolas, Hello Y/N. " he spoke cheerfully.
You both gave a chorus of hellos which followed a few minutes of small talk. Finally Thranduil turned to you.
"Is it true you can sing?" He asked abruptly.
"Uh well-" you began as Legolas nudged you with a smirk. "Yes?"
Thranduil grinned "great! Our singer got sick tonight and you will replace her. Questions? Comments? Concerns? No? Great. See you tonight!"
"But my Lord I have nothing to prepare me for-" you squeaked
"You will do great!" Thranduil pranced away as you stood speechless, whether it was from the sudden assignment or that the King of Mirkwood actually pranced away.
"I have to go get ready for tonight, I look forward to your performance." Legolas spoke as he gave you a kind smile.
"Thanks." You spoke shyly and giving a small smile.
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LOTR/HOBBIT IMAGINES/PREFRENCES
FanfictionPHOTO COVER TO @WITCHDOCTOR21 Basically the title Message me an imagine of the character of your choice. Prefrences for the hobbit will include The Oakenshields, Legolas, Thrandy, Lindir and other people at your request Prefrences for the LOTR i...
