Hours passed, and Legolas paced back and forth, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. Finally, a midwife emerged from the room, a smile on her face.
"Congratulations, it's a girl," she said, holding out a tiny bundle.
Legolas' heart swelled with love and pride as he took the bundle in his arms. Inside, he saw the most beautiful little baby girl he had ever seen. She had Aria's dark hair and Legolas' piercing blue eyes that reminded him of the ocean.
"What shall we name her?" Aria asked, her voice weak but filled with joy.
Legolas looked down at their daughter, his heart overflowing with love. "Let's name her Elara," he said. "It means 'beloved' in Elvish, and she is already the most beloved thing in our lives."
Aria smiled, tears of happiness streaming down her face. "Elara," she repeated. "It's perfect."
As they held their daughter, Legolas couldn't help but marvel at how tiny and fragile she seemed. He was filled with a fierce protectiveness, vowing to do everything in his power to keep her safe and happy.
Thranduil approached, a wide grin on his face. "May I hold my granddaughter?" he asked.
Legolas nodded, passing Elara into his father's arms. Thranduil held her carefully, his face lighting up with joy.
"She has your eyes, Legolas," he said, his voice filled with love. "And her mother's strength."
As they all sat together, basking in the glow of their new family member, Legolas knew that his life would never be the same. But he also knew that he wouldn't have it any other way. He was a father now, and he was ready to take on whatever challenges came his way.
Thranduil was bursting with pride, and he couldn't wait to share the news of his granddaughter's arrival with his subjects. He called for a gathering in the main hall of the palace, and soon elves from all corners of the kingdom began to arrive.
As they settled into their seats, Thranduil took the stage, a wide grin on his face. "My people," he began. "I have wonderful news to share with you today. My son, Legolas, and his wife, Aria, have given birth to a beautiful baby girl."
The room erupted into cheers and applause, and Thranduil smiled, his heart swelling with joy. "Her name is Elara," he continued. "And she is the most precious thing in the world to her parents and to me."
He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. "And so, it is with great honor that we gather here today to celebrate her birth and to welcome her into our kingdom."
The room fell silent as Thranduil motioned for Legolas and Aria to step forward with their daughter. They walked to the front of the room, all eyes on them, as Thranduil began to speak again.
"Elara is a symbol of hope and love," he said. "And so it is fitting that we perform the traditional Elvish ceremony of blessings for her."
He motioned for a group of elves to come forward, each holding a different object - a flower, a crystal, a feather, and more. They arranged themselves in a circle around Elara and her parents, and Thranduil began to chant in Elvish.
As he spoke, each elf stepped forward and placed their object on the ground in front of Elara, offering a blessing for her life. Legolas and Aria stood beside their daughter, holding her close, as the ceremony continued.
When it was over, Thranduil stepped forward and placed a necklace around Elara's neck. It was made of gold and emeralds, and it glimmered in the light. "This necklace represents the bond between our kingdom and our new princess," he said. "May she wear it always and remember that she is loved and cherished by us all."
As the ceremony ended, the room erupted into cheers and applause once again. Legolas and Aria held Elara close, tears streaming down their faces, as Thranduil hugged them all.
"Welcome to our world, little Elara," he whispered. "You are already so loved."
As the ceremony came to an end, Thranduil knew that Elara's story was just beginning. He looked down at his granddaughter with a sense of wonder and anticipation, knowing that she had a bright future ahead. He knew that she would lead their kingdom one day, ready to take her place among their people and continue the legacy of their family. And so, Thranduil whispered a quiet prayer for Elara's future, knowing that she would always be a part of their world. Little did he know that Elara's journey would take her far beyond the borders of their kingdom, and that her destiny would be intertwined with the fate of Middle-earth itself.
Elara Will Return
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