(mmm not sure if you were the other aragorn/legolas anon so i’ma just answer both cause i like writing more than one sentence alskdjfadf)
“My son,” Aragorn says, carrying the newborn babe in his arms, and Legolas knows that when this child first raises his sword and wears his armor, when the Pelennor once again trembles at the feet of Gondor’s armies, he will find friends among the elves of Mirkwood, the Hobbits of the Shire, the Horse-lords of Rohan, the dwarves of the Misty Mountains, and he will not be without allies as much as Aragorn had never been without friends and Legolas will see to this—that whomever drew blood from the sons of Elessar will fall at Legolas’ own feet, with an arrow through his throat.