Legolas and Gimli practised in the forest and got to know each other better. They had more in common than they thought. They had so much fun, they totally forgot the time. It was almost dark outside when they parted. They would meet again the next day. Legolas goes back to the Kingdom. When he got there, he saw his father Thranduil waiting for him by the door way. He looked upset.
“Where have you been? You never know what’s out there”
“I am sorry. I didn’t realise it was this late” Legolas said and was about to go inside but his father stopped him
“You didn’t answer my question”
“I was out in the forest practising like I always do” Legolas said and looked at him
“You always come home before nightfall. I was worried”
“I make sure I’ll come home earlier tomorrow” Legolas said and got inside
“I understand you want to practise to become better but you don’t have to go too far” Thranduil said and followed
“How can I grow if you keep watching over me? I think I’m old enough to take care of myself” Legolas said while walking up the stairs to where his room was
“I’m sure you can but it’s a dangerous world out there. You never know when the enemy will attack” Thranduil continued
“Your enemy, you mean. That has nothing to do with me” Legolas said and hanged his bow on the wall in the end of his bed
“Since when have you become snide?”
“Maybe I’m just tired of being treated like a child. I go when I please. Now I want to go to sleep. It’s been a long day. Good night” Legolas said and showed his father the door
All he could do was leave. There were something strange about Legolas behaviour. He used to be such a sweet boy.
Next morning after breakfast. Legolas took his bow and arrows to meet Gimli at the same place they met. What he didn’t know was, that his father has sent one of his elf’s to follow him. When Legolas got there, he saw Gimli coming with his axe in his hand from the south where Erebor were situated. They talked about everything they could think of while they practised with their weapons. As the day went by and the nightfall arrived, they went their separate ways. Legolas came home and saw a few elfs waiting for him outside the kingdom.
“You’re father wants to talk to you” One of the elf’s said and Legolas got inside
His father was sitting on his throne and saw his son approaching. He looked really upset.
“What is it, father?”
“So you’ve become friends with a dwarf. I have warned you about them” Thranduil says angry
“You had me followed” Legolas said upset
“Haven’t I taught you anything?”
“You can’t tell me who I should become friends with”
“As long as you live under my roof, you do as I tell you” Thranduil said, raising his voice a little
“I’m not one of your elf’s. I am an independent person and I do what I like. If I want to have a friend, whatever race it is, I’ll get one. Just because they’re your enemy, it has nothing to do with me” Legolas said being really upset
“Do not argue. You’re already late. Go up to your room and stay there”
“I’m not going anywhere. I rather be somewhere else” Legolas said and walked towards the exit with his bow
No matter how much Thranduil were shouting after him, his son was gone.