Post by Admin on Jan 3, 2021 20:11:07 GMT
Author: Caleneryn
Word did not come often that a warrior acted inappropriately toward his son. In this instance, Thranduil had thought the warrior in question, one of his captains, had been reprimanded as was usual and told to desist.
It seems where my son is involved, that Captain chooses to refuse to obey their orders.
Thranduil knew that he would have to get to the bottom of the matter when he had the chance. While he had no liking for insulting his silvans, he knew that anything he said to this one might indeed cause offense. It was not a topic that was easily dealt with, but he knew this time he had to step in himself.
Commands from higher ranking warriors should have been enough for her to cease her behavior. I do not often hear of my warriors failing to heed a command such as that.
Before he could do anything in person, he would need to talk to others, and gain some insight into what others saw regarding that Captain and his son. There were others, who served as his warriors, who spent ample time with Legolas and the Captain in question, who would be able to shed some light on this topic.
Both were out on a patrol, but they would be due back the day after tomorrow. Thranduil knew he would have to decide what to do with this issue before they returned, so he could deal with the Captain once she returned.
Spotting one of the servants coming down the corridor ahead of him, he signaled for them to come to him. The far younger ellon did as he was bid, before bowing once he was close.
“Rise.”
While he was used to this sort of greeting from his people, sometimes it irked him. It was not always necessary, the only times he truly expected decorum like this to be adhered to was when he was sitting on his throne, or in the feasting hall. Right now, he was merely in one of the corridors, and could have been merely anyone.
The ellon looked up at his words.
“Did you require something, Your Majesty?”
“I do indeed. Go and inform the Over Captain that I wish to speak with him, on a matter regarding one of his warriors. He should come and find me, in my study as soon as he possibly can.”
The servant nodded and bowed once more.
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
Thranduil watched the young ellon go, before turning to walk toward his study. It would not be long before Anchathol came to him, of that, Thranduil was certain. The Over Captain never kept him waiting when he wanted to discuss a matter regarding the Guard. There was no point in doing so, it only made Thranduil annoyed in this instance when he was kept waiting. There was every chance it could be something dangerous that he wanted to talk about.
Of course, right now that wasn’t the case, but he wasn’t about to mention the reason, in the message. He’d found that sometimes when he sent messages, they were not always acted on immediately by those involved. Sometimes things did get in the way of that being possible, and for the most part, he was able to accept that. As long as it wasn’t putting another elf in danger at the time.
Time would tell if Anchathol would keep him waiting. While he most assuredly hoped Anchathol wouldn’t, there was no telling how his Over Captain would take the message that his king wished to speak with him once more.
After all, I only spoke to him yesterday evening about another matter. It was uncommon for Thranduil to need Anchathol discussing a matter to do with the Guard twice within one day’s passing.
**
Thranduil did find himself waiting for a little while after sending the message. That did not please him, and he wondered what was keeping Anchathol from attending the meeting that he had arranged at such short notice. He was the King, however, and his words were to be obeyed no matter what went on in his kingdom.
He was just starting to consider sending someone else to find out what was keeping Anchathol from appearing, when he heard a knock on his study door.
“Enter!”
The door opened, and Anchathol entered. Anchathol inclined his head before speaking.
“I apologise for the delay, My Lord King, but there were some ongoing issues from our last discussion that I was still sorting out. Had I known about the situation earlier, I would have been here a lot sooner."
Thranduil looked at the other elf as he walked over to fill a goblet with red Dorwinion wine from an elegant silver pitcher resting on a shelf. It is indeed a good thing that I know you would not keep me waiting intentionally, Anchathol. He turned back to look at the dark haired Silvan warrior, before voicing what to him, seemed like the logical thing that Anchathol should have done instead.
"Could not one of your senior officers deal with the issue, Anchathol? You are their Commanding Officer, surely you could have gotten one of them to see to the issue?"
While he wasn’t exactly displeased with the Over Captain, he was a little irked that something else had gotten in the way as it seemed to have done.
“Ordinarily, yes, but the ones causing the issue have proved unlikely to follow the commands of those whose company’s they serve in. I was trying to get to the heart of the matter so that I could fix it. If the problem was with the Commander who is in charge of them then I could have easily fixed it. They were not being very helpful, no forthcoming about the issue in question from their own viewpoints.”
Thranduil nodded. Yes, if the issue was with the Commander themselves, then Anchathol would merely have to assign them to another Commander.
“Do attempt to not keep me waiting again like that without word, yes? As for why I asked you to come here, when we only spoke together on another unrelated matter yesterday evening, it is to do with one of your Captains.”
Anchathol nodded.
“Which one in question, My King?”
Thranduil sighed.
“Tauriel. I want to speak with her Commander over an issue that has come to my attention, and find out just how long it has been ongoing.”
Tauriel whom he had taken in himself after she’d lost her parents when Smaug claimed Erebor. He had looked after her, given her a home. Now, she was proving to be a bit of a handful, and it seemed he would have to put her in her place.
Of course, he knew there would be at least one question that would come from his words. It was the one that Anchathol often asked, when there was a matter regarding a member of the Guard.
“Can I not look into it for you, sire?”
Thranduil shook his head. Ordinarily he would ask that Anchathol did, but this was a more personal matter, and he did not need Tauriel finding out from anyone that he was watching her, or that he was displeased with her conduct of late. It was something he wished to bring to her attention himself.
“This is a matter for me to deal with, Anchathol, considering it is in regard to my son as well. Do not worry, I will not be too hard on the Commander whom she serves, I merely wish to ask him some questions, that is all.”
Anchathol nodded once more.
“I understand. I’ll send the Commander over as soon as I can find him, My King. Was that all?”
Thranduil gave the briefest hint of a smile.
“Indeed. The sooner I speak to him, the sooner I will know what to do about this issue with Tauriel.”
If anything was needed at all. He knew he would get to the bottom of the matter, when he spoke to the Commander whom she was supposed to follow orders from. He would set Tauriel back on the right track.
**
Word did not come often that a warrior acted inappropriately toward his son. In this instance, Thranduil had thought the warrior in question, one of his captains, had been reprimanded as was usual and told to desist.
It seems where my son is involved, that Captain chooses to refuse to obey their orders.
Thranduil knew that he would have to get to the bottom of the matter when he had the chance. While he had no liking for insulting his silvans, he knew that anything he said to this one might indeed cause offense. It was not a topic that was easily dealt with, but he knew this time he had to step in himself.
Commands from higher ranking warriors should have been enough for her to cease her behavior. I do not often hear of my warriors failing to heed a command such as that.
Before he could do anything in person, he would need to talk to others, and gain some insight into what others saw regarding that Captain and his son. There were others, who served as his warriors, who spent ample time with Legolas and the Captain in question, who would be able to shed some light on this topic.
Both were out on a patrol, but they would be due back the day after tomorrow. Thranduil knew he would have to decide what to do with this issue before they returned, so he could deal with the Captain once she returned.
Spotting one of the servants coming down the corridor ahead of him, he signaled for them to come to him. The far younger ellon did as he was bid, before bowing once he was close.
“Rise.”
While he was used to this sort of greeting from his people, sometimes it irked him. It was not always necessary, the only times he truly expected decorum like this to be adhered to was when he was sitting on his throne, or in the feasting hall. Right now, he was merely in one of the corridors, and could have been merely anyone.
The ellon looked up at his words.
“Did you require something, Your Majesty?”
“I do indeed. Go and inform the Over Captain that I wish to speak with him, on a matter regarding one of his warriors. He should come and find me, in my study as soon as he possibly can.”
The servant nodded and bowed once more.
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
Thranduil watched the young ellon go, before turning to walk toward his study. It would not be long before Anchathol came to him, of that, Thranduil was certain. The Over Captain never kept him waiting when he wanted to discuss a matter regarding the Guard. There was no point in doing so, it only made Thranduil annoyed in this instance when he was kept waiting. There was every chance it could be something dangerous that he wanted to talk about.
Of course, right now that wasn’t the case, but he wasn’t about to mention the reason, in the message. He’d found that sometimes when he sent messages, they were not always acted on immediately by those involved. Sometimes things did get in the way of that being possible, and for the most part, he was able to accept that. As long as it wasn’t putting another elf in danger at the time.
Time would tell if Anchathol would keep him waiting. While he most assuredly hoped Anchathol wouldn’t, there was no telling how his Over Captain would take the message that his king wished to speak with him once more.
After all, I only spoke to him yesterday evening about another matter. It was uncommon for Thranduil to need Anchathol discussing a matter to do with the Guard twice within one day’s passing.
**
Thranduil did find himself waiting for a little while after sending the message. That did not please him, and he wondered what was keeping Anchathol from attending the meeting that he had arranged at such short notice. He was the King, however, and his words were to be obeyed no matter what went on in his kingdom.
He was just starting to consider sending someone else to find out what was keeping Anchathol from appearing, when he heard a knock on his study door.
“Enter!”
The door opened, and Anchathol entered. Anchathol inclined his head before speaking.
“I apologise for the delay, My Lord King, but there were some ongoing issues from our last discussion that I was still sorting out. Had I known about the situation earlier, I would have been here a lot sooner."
Thranduil looked at the other elf as he walked over to fill a goblet with red Dorwinion wine from an elegant silver pitcher resting on a shelf. It is indeed a good thing that I know you would not keep me waiting intentionally, Anchathol. He turned back to look at the dark haired Silvan warrior, before voicing what to him, seemed like the logical thing that Anchathol should have done instead.
"Could not one of your senior officers deal with the issue, Anchathol? You are their Commanding Officer, surely you could have gotten one of them to see to the issue?"
While he wasn’t exactly displeased with the Over Captain, he was a little irked that something else had gotten in the way as it seemed to have done.
“Ordinarily, yes, but the ones causing the issue have proved unlikely to follow the commands of those whose company’s they serve in. I was trying to get to the heart of the matter so that I could fix it. If the problem was with the Commander who is in charge of them then I could have easily fixed it. They were not being very helpful, no forthcoming about the issue in question from their own viewpoints.”
Thranduil nodded. Yes, if the issue was with the Commander themselves, then Anchathol would merely have to assign them to another Commander.
“Do attempt to not keep me waiting again like that without word, yes? As for why I asked you to come here, when we only spoke together on another unrelated matter yesterday evening, it is to do with one of your Captains.”
Anchathol nodded.
“Which one in question, My King?”
Thranduil sighed.
“Tauriel. I want to speak with her Commander over an issue that has come to my attention, and find out just how long it has been ongoing.”
Tauriel whom he had taken in himself after she’d lost her parents when Smaug claimed Erebor. He had looked after her, given her a home. Now, she was proving to be a bit of a handful, and it seemed he would have to put her in her place.
Of course, he knew there would be at least one question that would come from his words. It was the one that Anchathol often asked, when there was a matter regarding a member of the Guard.
“Can I not look into it for you, sire?”
Thranduil shook his head. Ordinarily he would ask that Anchathol did, but this was a more personal matter, and he did not need Tauriel finding out from anyone that he was watching her, or that he was displeased with her conduct of late. It was something he wished to bring to her attention himself.
“This is a matter for me to deal with, Anchathol, considering it is in regard to my son as well. Do not worry, I will not be too hard on the Commander whom she serves, I merely wish to ask him some questions, that is all.”
Anchathol nodded once more.
“I understand. I’ll send the Commander over as soon as I can find him, My King. Was that all?”
Thranduil gave the briefest hint of a smile.
“Indeed. The sooner I speak to him, the sooner I will know what to do about this issue with Tauriel.”
If anything was needed at all. He knew he would get to the bottom of the matter, when he spoke to the Commander whom she was supposed to follow orders from. He would set Tauriel back on the right track.
**