Driving home from the club, Bard thought about the relationship between himself and “his” two elves. He remembered when things had been better between them, back when he first met Thranduil… Bard had been asked to attend a White Council meeting that had been called to discuss the future of Lake-town. The Master of Lake-town… View Post
From the balcony, Thranduil glared at their new neighbour so intensely and for so long that Legolas grew uneasy. Even Tilda and Sigrid appeared concerned. Legolas had just stretched out a hand towards his father when Elrond spoke. “Legolas? Is that you? You have grown so much!” Legolas looked around in confusion. As far as… View Post
Seven Years Earlier Legolas sat on his bed, knees pulled up to his chest, arms wrapped around his legs, trying not to let his tears fall. He was ten years old now and knew he was too big for crying. But as he listened to his parents yelling, even muffled by his closed bedroom door,… View Post
“And just where do you think you have been!” Legolas jumped at the strident voice and suppressed a sigh. He knew he would be in trouble when he got home, but still, he hadn’t expected Thranduil to start on him before he’d even closed the front door. Steeling himself, he turned to face his father.… View Post
If someone was to stand in the clearing in the middle of the forest, they could be forgiven for believing they were the only person in existence. The peaceful silence that spread throughout the area was so very different to the constant hubbub present in any house or palace halls. If someone turned to their… View Post
Taking a deep breath, Legolas turned towards the throne and bowed respectfully to his father and Lord Celeborn. Then he turned back towards Haldir. Legolas opened his mouth and closed it again, unsure of what to say. He wanted to say something important and grand, something that would impress Haldir and make him want to… View Post
Ages ago I considered writing a (probably) Barduil modern AU fan fiction where Bard was an artist who painted a series of paintings of Thranduil as the king of an ancient mystical kingdom. I never wrote the story, but I did do the fan art. And since it’s nearly Christmas, what could be better than… View Post
The mighty and courageous Prince Legolas would never be defeated! He was strong enough and brave enough to defeat the hideous monster attacking his beloved kingdom all by himself. He would be honoured as Mirkwood’s dashing hero! He would… View Post
Thranduil went for a walk in the forest and came across something special in a clearing. View Post
Waiting to see if Legolas will return View Post
Thranduil strode through the vast hallways, his gown billowing out behind him, full of relief that his endless council meetings were over for another day. Servants moved out of his way as he drew closer, allowing him to pass unhindered. Thranduil did not even spare them a glance; there was something much more important on… View Post
