Author: Del Rion (delrion.mail (at) gmail.com)
Fandom: The Lord of the Rings
Era: Third Age of the Sun
Genre: Drama, Action/Adventure (“AU”)
Rating: T / FRT
Characters: Legolas, Thranduil (, OCs)
Summary: Soon after Legolas’ birth, there was a bodyguard chosen for him, as had been the custom in the royal family. But how was Rafél chosen to this task, and did he accept his new duty immediately and without hesitating? How did the young Prince of Mirkwood receive his guardian? And most of all, how did they befriend and grew inseparable…
Part of the history of “The Last Journey”. Complete.
Warnings: Violence, mentioning of death.
Legolas slipped into the stables, making his way through the hallways, seeking for his guardian. He found Rafél brushing his great dark brown steed. The horse neighed, thrusting its long nose closer to Legolas.
Rafél smiled at the youth, nodding as a greeting. “What brings you here?” he asked, putting the brush aside and coming to stand beside Legolas, where the Prince was stroking the horse’s muzzle.
“I wished to speak with you in private.”
“Is this private?” Rafél laughed.
“Private enough,” Legolas answered, looking up at Rafél. “I think I never thanked you for saving my life.”
The honesty and truthfulness in Legolas’ eyes swayed Rafél, and he had to clear his throat before answering. “You don’t have to thank me. I merely did my duty.”
“You could have died.”
“I know. And it doesn’t matter. My first priority is to keep you safe, then myself.”
“But I made your task quite difficult: I ran away from home in silence, trying to hide my tracks… you could have left me to my own fate.”
Rafél thought about this, then shook his head. “It is my task to be there, even if you don’t want me to. Especially when you are older and more experienced warrior, you may not want to have me there.”
“I do want and I will,” Legolas said quietly. “I want you to be there, even if I say and act otherwise. Because it is good to know that when I fall, there is still someone to catch me.”
Legolas’ words moved Rafél, and he placed his hand upon Legolas’ shoulder. “Thank you,” he said simply, not really knowing what he meant with the words.
But Legolas understood, smiling back at Rafél. “You will be a great guardian,” he said finally.
“ Am I not good now?” Rafél asked playfully.
Legolas seemed to think on this. “Nay, you have a lot to learn. But you will be just fine after I have trained you a bit.”
They both laughed, and for the first time since Legolas’ birth, Rafél really felt like he knew Legolas as he should. Their time together would be much more simple now that they accepted each other around and knew each other. Sometimes, it seemed, good things came from evil happenings.