Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize.  I got the plot idea from The First Wives Club by Olivia Goldman.  Anything from the lovely world of Lord of the Rings belongs to Tolkien. 

Notes: You might want to read my other fic The Perfect Match, to find out more about Legolas and Lady Caladrim.  Don't be afraid to review!  This is AU.  There was no ring.  Eowyn's uncle is still King of Rohan and she is visiting Gondor for a little while.  Arwen is still married to Aragorn. 

Summary: Lady Galadriel, Arwen, and Lady Caladrim (Legolas's wife) are fed up with their husbands.  Lord Celeborn played with Galadriel's mirror, putting his feet in it and giggling.  King Aragorn seems to have given up on Arwen now that she isn't an elf and seems to be in Eowyn's company more often than not.  Prince Legolas is constantly traveling for his own kingdom and when Lady Caladrim (his wife) tried to help, he wouldn't let her! 

                                                Revenge Can Be Very Sweet

                                                                 Chapter 1

                                               A Meeting of a Different Kind

            It was a warm, sunny afternoon in Rivendell when the meeting was held.  It consisted of Lady Galdriel, Arwen, and Lady Caladrim- Legolas's wife.  None of the husbands were present. 

            'Remind me again why have to meet in Rivendell?' Arwen whined. 

            'Hush child," Lady Galadriel commanded.  "You will all have your explanations later."

            "But I want to know now!" exclaimed Arwen. 

            Lady Galadriel sighed and stood.  She started to pace.  Slow at first, then faster and faster until,……… she stopped and faced Arwen and Caladrim. 

            "Both of you have written to me about problems in your married life, have you not?" Both Arwen and Caladrim sighed and nodded their heads yes. 

            "You wanted answers, and thought I could give them to you.  But my children, I am afraid I cannot.  I feel that I am not qualified because I have my own problems with my married life."  Arwen and Caladrim gasped audibly.  How could the lovely Lady Galadriel have problems with her married life?

             "So I feel, in order to get the answers we all seek, that we should ask someone who is the wisest person I know, Lord Elrond." Galadriel finished. 

              "But he's male!" Caladrim stated, as if Galadriel did not know this.  Galadriel looked bored. 

             "I know he's male.  But he hasn't had any problems with his married life, has he?" Arwen and Caladrim were silent.  Galadriel smirked. 

             "You see, sometimes I do know what I'm talking about."  Caladrim opened her mouth to reply to that statement when in walked Lord Elrond himself, the topic of their recent discussion. 

             "Good morning ladies." He said cheerfully.  Caladrim gave a glum "good morning yourself" and Arwen didn't reply at all.  Only Lady Galadriel said, with a hint of cheerfulness, "Ah, just who we wanted to see." 

             Lord Elrond smiled and nodded, and sat down in a chair facing the three women.  "What can I do for you three fine lades today?" he started. 

            "Well," began Lady Caladrim, "did you ever have any problems with your marriage?"  She looked up shyly at him. 

            Lord Elrond looked amused and said "Not any serious problems really.  Why do you ask?"

            Arwen began to pour out her whole story. 

            "It's Aragorn, Ada.  I think he's upset because I'm not an elf anymore."  Lord Elrond raised his eyebrows at this but said nothing.  Arwen took this as a sign to continue on. 

            "You see, right after we got married, he got,… stranger.  And then, when I told him I was pregnant with our first child, he freaked.  Even after our child was born, he still wasn't acting the same way.  Eventually, he moved to a different bedroom!  I think that he loves Eowyn!  I don't know what to do!  It's like he doesn't love me anymore."  Arwen finished and the silence afterwards was deafening.  Her shoulders sagged visibly. 

            Lord Elrond cleared his throat several times before Lady Caladrim caught on.  It was her turn now. 

            "As you know, I'm married to Legolas.  Well, he has taken up a kind of campaigning for Mirkwood.  He rides around to different countries, making alliances, blah, blah, blah.  He started not spending enough time with me so I decided to go along with him.  That first time, we had a lot of fun.  Traveling to Rohan and back, even though I hate traveling, was made bearable because he was there. 

            "Well, when we got back to Mirkwood, it was soon time to set out again.  I made ready but, as I was packing, Legolas came in and told me I wasn't going!  When I asked him why, he said that I slowed everything up!  When I still continued to pack, he forbid me to go!  HE FORBID ME!?!?!? The nerve of that man!  All this happened a week ago."  Finished Caladrim. 

            Lord Elrond took a deep breath.  He was already regretting ever saying that he would help the three women.  It was finally Lady Galadriel's turn. 

            "My husband Lord Celeborn and I have been married for years and years.  We had certain boundaries set for each other.  For example, he did not touch my things- my MIRROR- and I did not touch his things.

             "It worked well until one day, I decided that I needed to consult my mirror again.  As I neared the glade where I keep it and I heard… splashing sounds and a few giggles.  I walked in slowly and what do I find?  My husband, the Lord of Lothlorien, splashing and giggling and putting his feet in my mirror! 

            "I asked myself, is this what I want for a husband?  Right before I alerted him to my presence, he muttered 'I hope Galadriel sticks her face in this.  I mean, it would be funny because my feet were there.'  I was so mad, that I summoned this meeting immediately and rode here as fast as I could.  Can you help us?"

            The three women looked forlornly down into their laps and Lady Caladrim did puppy dog eyes.  What chance did a male elf stand against the most beautiful beings in the elven race? 

            "I will help you."  Lord Elrond sighed dejectedly.  He did not want to do this.  Lord Elrond knew that if the women's husbands ever found out what he was planning to do, he would be buried alive. 

            "What do we do?" Arwen asked excitedly. 

            "I think," Lord Elrond said slowly, "that you need a little………revenge."

            The women squealed in anticipation as Lord Elrond told them of his plan.