Chapter 1

It was early in the morning when the crown prince Legolas Greenleaf Thranduilion walked into the palace of his father King Thranduil. He tried not to wake up anybody not wanting to concern his father, looking down at his broken arm which hurt a lot. “I can’t tell father,” Legolas thought. “If he finds out he will never allow me to go on a hunting trips again!” But when Legolas arrived at the stairs he heard a sudden voice.

“Where do think you are going?” a sudden heavy and loud voice said.

Legolas turned around as he recognized his father’s angry voice. “Ada,” he muttered not looking his father in the eye. “Legolas, Ion nin,” Thranduil said. “Why are you sneaking through the palace?”

Legolas hesitated. “I… I did not want to wake anybody,” he said. “Well, you woke me up,” Thranduil said. “Did I?” Legolas asked surprised.

Thranduil shook his head. “What happened to you?” “Nothing special,” Legolas lied knowing that his father wouldn’t believe him anyway. “I know exactly when you are lying,” Thranduil told him angrily. “Fine,” Legolas muttered as all he wanted to do was walk away. “Just a few injuries, nothing more, I’m fine”.

Thranduil looked his son up and down before replying. “And I guess your definition of being fine is a little different than mine.” Legolas still couldn’t look his father eye.

“Look at me,” he shouted and looked at his son suddenly seeing that his arm was in a sling. “Your arm,” he asked. “Nothing specials, Ada”, Legolas answered. “Can I go now? I’m feeling tired so I really want to sleep now”.

Thranduil looked surprised at him. “Maybe it is not a good idea if you go on those hunting trips again”. “What do you mean?” Legolas asked a little confused. “You know exactly what I mean,” Thranduil said as he walked away. “Go and sleep, we’ll talk about this later.”

Legolas sighed as he walked to his room. He knew his father was really angry, although he didn’t show it, but Legolas knew it; he hated the feeling that he couldn’t go on his hunting trips anymore. Why wasn’t he allowed to go on hunting trips? Why didn’t his father want him to go? Why was he so worried about him? Legolas sighed as he lay on his bed still feeling the pain in his arm. He removed the sling and tried to fall asleep. But that wasn’t very easy because he was too worried about what his father was going to tell him tomorrow. After a time he felt so tired that he finally fell asleep.

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