Thranduil glared slightly at his son.”You’re late.”
“Sorry Ada,” Legolas replied sheepishly.
“Legolas, Legolas, what am I to do with you? Please be on time. NOW I was asking of you to go to Imladris to send a message to Elrond in Imladris. Gaerluin and Gaerlas will escort you.”
He dismissed him with a wave of his hand.

“Legolas!” cried Elladan when he saw his friend. Oddly, he was wearing a hat. What brings the prince of Mirkwood here?And who are these other elves?”
“These two are Gaerluin and Gaerlas. As for why I’m here,a message. For your father.” He handed him the scroll.
“Ada’s been expecting this. Come on in! We can hunt and play tricks on Arwen!”
“Have you been bugging your sister again? What has she done to you?”
“Lately she mixed blue dye with our shampoo,” he took off his hat and showed his blue hair,”We need revenge!”
“I see,” Legolas smiled.”Remind me next time to bring my own.”
“No time now! Here she comes!”
“Hey Elladan…..Greetings, Prince of Mirkwood!” Arwen curtsied clumsily.”How art thou today? Yestre was pouring hard! Let me show you in!”
“I think she’s smitten with you!” Elladan whispered with a smirk.
“I supposed you would act this way when I saw Legolas,” said Elrohir, emerging through the doorway.
“I supposed so too!” said a stern voice.
“Ada!” cried Arwen and the twins.

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