In this story I attempt to explain how the Elvenking became so cold and angry, and why he seems to completely lack social skills.
I plan to follow Thranduil from his youth until his son Legolas is born, and since he was born in the First Age there will be many thousands of years to cover... Some time jumps will happen. :)
“You make it sound so easy.” He sighed.
“It is easy. We undress. We pray to Eru. We do it.”
Summary:
In ancient Doriath, young Thranduil rushes into marriage and Aerneth joins his dysfunctional family. Shadowed through the Ages by his dominant father and a dark world, facing wars, dragons and kinslayings, they at last find healing and love in Mirkwood.
– Or, the Silmarillion from Thranduil’s perspective.
Pairings: Thranduil x Aerneth
Rating: M
Read it here:
*Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/232168734
With chapter pictures, and easy to read via browser or an app. Need an account on the site (which is free).
*Fanfiction.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13639789
Simple text layout, no account required.
*Archive of Our Own: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25184929
Simple text layout, no account required.