Legolas marched into the throne room, fury coursing through his veins.Legolas know's better than to shout at his Elven elf king , but Legolas can no longer bear the weight of The Elven elf King Thranduil's reckless, misguided commands. Thranduil has been issuing orders to Legolas—the captain of the guard—on when and where to attack the spiders, often while under the influence of alcohol.
His miscommunication has led to several guards being slaughtered, a consequence of the excessive wine clouding his judgment. Each time Legolas received his faulty orders, Legolas has no choice but to stand there silently, knowing that speaking out could cost him his position—or worse, result in his banishment from Mirkwood for daring to correct the king.
"My Lord Tranduil!" Father * Legola's shout's, stepping before him.*
To Legola's surprise, Thranduil is not swirling his goblet of wine in his fingers; he is sober.Legolas hope's this sobriety might allow him to see reason when Legolas unleash his anger. His eyes widen at Damian's sudden outburst, and he straightens his posture, clearly entertained. "Yes?" he asks with a smirk.
"I have held my tongue for months, but no longe." Legolas declared as Thranduil's smirk only widens.* "You have been giving orders while intoxicated! I have been forced to relay these erroneous commands, resulting in your guards being slaughtered for being in the wrong place at the wrong time!" Legolas admonish, his anger boiling at his amusement. "All I ask is that you drink away from your throne, not when you are in the midst of a crisis and issuing orders."
As Legolas words hang in the air, Thranduil’s smirk fades, and he leans forward silently.
“I cannot stand by and watch my kin be slaughtered due to the wrong words from your mouth!" Legolas voice sharp with insult.*
This time, Thranduil’s eyes widen, his lips forming a hard line.
"Very well," he says coldly. "You are no longer captain of the guard, and Mirkwood is no longer your home, for having the audacity to yell at and insult your king!" he bellows, his voice echoing through the hall, making Legolas flinch.