Summary: A young Legolas takes after his Ada in more than just physical features.

A/N: For the B2MEM 2011 Challenge for March 1: Seduction. This is Legolas from Emma's and my stories, born in T.A. 2309.Here, he is an elfling of twelve, or approximately five mortal years.

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T.A. 2321

"Ada, Ada, Ada!" Little Prince Legolas pulled at the sleeve of his father's tunic as the aran walked through the market. Guards followed them discreetly, but none would begrudge Thranduil this time to spend with his youngest child.

"Yes, guren?" Thranduil asked fondly, ruffling the little boy's blond hair. "What is it, my heart?"

"Ada, sweets!" Legolas pointed to Mistress Eirien's sweetshop, and Thranduil laughed. "Sweets, my heart? Very well, you have been an extremely good elfling for me. What shall we have?"

"Strawberry." As Thranduil nodded agreement, Legolas bounced alongside him. "And apple, and honey, and those new sweet biscuits like our Ivy learned to make, and..."

Ah, the seduction of sweets! Thranduil smiled to himself as Legolas kept up his chatter. Yes, Legolas was his father's son. Once upon a time, Thranduil, too, had only had sweets to worry about.

It was nice to revisit those days, even if only briefly, through his beloved elfling, Thranduil reflected, as he bought the sweets. His sweetest treasure, though, was the golden-haired child now wrapped around his legs. Be safe, my heart, Belain willing.