"Father, how long has this been going on?" I ask.

"A few years now. Wretched beasts." Father says. 

"Father, why have you not told me sooner?" I ask.

"Do you think I have not tried?" He shouts at me.

I draw back. 

"I told you I was not going to come back, but this is under special circumstances." I say.

He looks at me

"Im had forgotten how stubborn cin are." He says.

(I had forgotten how stubborn you are.)

"Does i paui respect?" I say. 

(Does that pay respect?)

"Hmh." He chuckles.

I let out small chuckle. He raises my chin. I look up at him.

"You still have those warrior eyes." He says.

"And your eyes have not changed." I say.

"My lord, Gandalf the White has arrived." A guard walks in.

"Show him in." Father says. 

"You invited Gandalf the White?" I look at him.

"It wasn't my idea if that's what you're getting at. Radagast insisted. I'd rather not argue with that kind of wizard." He says.

"There is nothing wrong with Radagast." I say.

"Of course not." He sits back on his throne.

I think there was a hint of disdain in his words. I see Gandalf walking up fast. He had this stern look on his face. Radagast was beside him. I bow my head in respect. Gandalf does the same. I start walking.

"I will leave you to discuss." I say.

"Legolas." Father calls.

I turn.

"I am glad you are back." He says.

"Thank you, father." I say.