Little Legolas took a long time to learn how to shoot from a bow but couldn’t hit the target. The teacher encouraged the prince but said that not all elves maage to achieve high achievements.
Sometimes from the side, secretly from the prince, Thranduil watched, rejoicing at the achievements of his son and frustrated by the sad eyes of the leaf.
The king decided to intervene, seeing his son, head bowed, slowly walking to a small pond. Thranduil walked quietly, so that the boy did not hear his steps, but saw only the image on the water.The kid raised his big blue tearful eyes upward, looking inquiringly at his father.
Thranduil slowly raised his baby in his arms and whispered into Legolas’ eyes, whispering softly:
My brave warrior, you need a little time and prautics and you’ll be a great shooter
