(for the sake of this, about a thousand years after the death of his first wife, thranduil took on a second.)
As the second child of Thranduil (and by looks of it, only a toddler compared to Legolas), you were normally quiet. Though you enjoyed giggling and coloring like most children of any race your age, your father only seemed to disprove of it. Speaking of which, you held up a picture you colored of your father and Legolas with your mother. Your father only stared down at you, giving you a soft and almost disappointed look. You seen this and with a soft whimper you let the drawing fall to the floor. Thranduil let out a soft sigh, suddenly lifting you up and into his child.
"My child, why must you cry?"
"You do like my drawing," you sniffled, tears welling in your eyes. He shook his head and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.
"I love it, little one. But you must pay attention. If I have company, you cannot come in and show me things like these . . . Lord Elrond does not have any time to-"
"Actually," Lord Elrond spoke up, "she is quite something. I do not mind waiting just a few minutes."
"This child of mine," he softly sighed, pressing his lips to your forehead. "Go and show your mother. I will be there to look more later."
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tolkien drabbles
Fanfiction! Was originally called "lotr & the hobbit drabbles." The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit drabble set! Remember, since these are usually drabbles, they are pretty short stories. Perfect for a short read. {completed} [NOT EDITED] I do not claim th...
