Something and short and sweet for the holiday season. Merry Christmas!

You had known the Mirkwood king since you were children. Immediately, the two of you became the best of friends. You were now of age to find a suitor, and Thranduil was determined to win your heart.

A few years later, you are now married, and enjoying the married life. Little did you know, it would change forever.

It started when you woke up one morning. The sun was shining, and the birds were singing. You had to get up early to see Thranduil off. He was going on a diplomatic mission to Rivendell.

"My love?" He whispered beside you, seeing as you stirred. You hummed in acknowledgement before burying your head into his chest. Thranduil relished these moments of peace and happiness. Even though it was only a few days, he didn't wish to go. Thranduil was indeed attached to you.

"I must get going my love. I shall be in time for the Christmas Ball." He said while kissing you softly. "Most preparations are completed, if you will make sure the rest of the list is."

"Of course love." You murmured, not wanting to get up from the warm and cozy bed.

As the Mirkwood King rode off on his elk, you guided the servants to their tasks. By the next morning, everything was complete.  At lunchtime, the servants mentioned that the chef needed your opinion. However, your stomach churned and you felt light headed at the smell of fish.

"Miss? Is something the matter?"

You left and found the nearest toilet to vomit profusely. By the time you were done, you were breathless and sweaty. 

"Come my lady, I shall take you to your room to rest." A maid said softly. "A nurse will check on you shortly."

At half hour, the nurse concluded that you were indeed pregnant. You smiled from ear to ear. A baby, yours and Thranduil's baby would be coming into the world.

"What shall I tell the king?" The nurse asked

"I will tell him." You replied.

Another half hour passed by, and the horn signaled that Thranduil was back. To not cause suspicion, you and your ladies maid waited for your husband in the throne room.

"My love, how was Rivendell?" You asked while embracing him.

"Quite well. But I have missed you terribly." He remarked with a smile.  "Shall we get ready for the ball?"

You nodded eagerly, and took your ladies maid to help change.

"Not too tight." You reminded her, but even then it was still slightly tight,

The ball was magical, there was dancing and music, but it was finally time for the big surprise.

At that moment, you felt nauseous and dizzy, right as the chef brought the fish. Thranduil almost had a heart attack when you almost passed out.

"We need to get you a healer."

"No. I'm not sick." You say quietly,

"Then what's wrong?" He asked nervously.

You gave a small chuckle. "I wanted to give this gift afterwards, your gift this year is the gift of life from my womb."

Thranduil smiled so wide, "Its the best gift of all."

After the ball, Thranduil was more protective of you than ever. When you gave birth, it was the happiest day of your lives.

"What shall we call him?" You asked.

"Legolas. His name is Legolas."

The end