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Twelve dwarves.
Twelve dwarves in the middle of Mirkwood at the Elven borders.
Legolas watched the twelve sceptical.
What did they want here?
His gaze wandered again over the group of dwarves and his companions.
Where was Tauriel?
Just in that moment she and another dwarf appeared.
One of the guards handed him a sword. Just the outside made him curious. As he had a closer look on the blade he was surely surprised.
He was interested to hear the dwarf's explanation.
A gift?
Unlikely, more likely robbed.
But his father would make him talk.
He gave the orders to bring them to the Woodland Realm.
x
Legolas knew that he had seen the face of the one dwarf before.
Thorin Oakenshield.
He remembered that his father had told him about the King under the Mountain.
He himself had never seen neither Thror nor Thrain. Well at last he couldn't remember seeing any dwarves in these old halls.
But if this was Thorin did it mean, that he was coming to reclaim his kingdom?
But why should he care?
x
Smaug had never come for the kingdom of his father.
x
Everything was the same.
Only the spiders gave him trouble.
He closed the cell and followed Tauriel to report to his father.
x
Legolas followed her silently on great distance in the shadows.
The ancient songs filled the halls Legolas has known for so long.
It was Mereth-en-Gilith, one of the most important feast of his people.
On the one hand should he be up with the other elves and his father, participating.
But on the other hand was there something that made him follow Tauriel.
He didn't like it how one of the dwarves looked at her.
Was he jealous of a dwarf?
Definitely not.
For he was an elf.
He was the prince of the Woodland Realm.
But still he didn't like it how the dwarf looked at his old friend and how he talked to her.
That he even dared to.
He watched every movement of the young dwarf closely.
He didn't trust him, none of them.
They are liars, thieves, traitors and greedy for gold.
"I once saw a fire moon." He clenched his fist.
x
Maybe it had been jealousy that brought him here.
If then he wasn't allowed to show it.
He waited another moment listing carefully what they were talking about before he turned and walked the stairs up to the feast where he should be.
Where he belonged.
As did Tauriel.
She didn't belong down here.
Not on the stairs in front of the cell where the dwarf was.