You shrug out the elf’s grip. You could walk on your own. You watch the elves in the front and all of them have fiery hair or brown hair and it’s obvious that the one leading the group is of a different race of elves. You’ve heard that the Prince and King were of the Sindarin race but you did not think it to be true.
“My Little Leaf, not a day will go by where you are not loved.”
“Legolas came into the world at the first light of dawn, right as the morning sun kissed the treetops of Mirkwood. The moments leading up to his birth were painful, but I kept repeating a mantra within my head through the times that seemed to be unbearable – ‘with great labor comes great reward– pain is temporary’. It started at twilight when I first felt the discomfort from the first of many contractions, and it only escalated as the night continued. It felt as if my body was retaliating against me. In Eru’s name, I have not experienced excruciating pain like that before. I give much credit to my dear husband, for he was my constant source of reassurance throughout the labor, never leaving my side and allowing me to constantly squeeze his hand once the pains were nearly intolerable. I apologized, of course, for nearly breaking his fingers, but he merely smiled and replied that what I was going through was far more painful than a little squeeze to the hand. Saying something like that while I nearly made his knuckles turn white … I can tribute getting through much of my labor to his presence and gentle words.
Our little leaf came into the world with a resounding cry, and I knew from then on, that the worst of it was now behind me. They say that you don’t know love until you hold your newborn for the first time, and I never knew what that meant until I experienced it myself. It was as if the world stopped spinning and my very soul gravitated towards the little bundle in my arms—it was then when I knew that I would treasure him in my heart forever, and that he would be loved for eternities to come.”
I HAVE THRANDUIL BLIND’ FEELS OKAY IM NOT CRYING YOU ARE CRYING, THIS ISN’T TEARS OKAY, I JUST CUTTING ONIONS, OKAY
so, I’m so into this headcanon
and personally, i was thiiiiiinkiiiiiiiiing that
1- let’s say that thranduil lost his wife in that battle, so, he WAS deeply hurt,MENTAL,PHYSICAL, AND PSYCHOLOGICALLY HURT loosing the love of his life,left him completely drained so HE WANTS TO DIE, /lets remember that elves can die for love/, but the love for legolas kept him alive, HOW COULD LET HIS LITTLE LEAF BY HIMSELF ;;
2-i like to think that elrond help him to conceal his wounds ;;
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When I’m worried or stressed nothing is better than drawing for me, as wisely said my friend @sweetfairy1. Like reading or writing (another two things that belongs to me very deeply ) drawing can take it away from a poor reality, troubles, bad thoughts.
Like a magical portal or an enchantment, it is a good medicine for the soul.
So in these troubled days let’s have some cute daddy Thrandy and Little Leaf cuddling and have some delighted moments together.
Just a raw sketch for now, I don’t even know if it can become a detailed draw…I simply go on to made shadows and highlights and try to relax myself.