Like always, nice reviews guys! Thanks! By the way, Keldarion sends his regards to you all from the golden beaches of Hawaii. He's enjoying his long break and waiting anxiously to be 'activated'.

@Stephanie Lou : Legolas could be a clairvoyant…somehow. He! He!

@Erhothwen ; God, you're cruel! I love it! You want angst, you'll get angst but…err…not from her. Not yet. Not in this story! LOL!

@The Insane One : You ARE insane but I LOVE you anyway!!

I can't answer all questions (though I love to) but I'm saving it all for cliffhangers so keep on reading to know what happen next! …….Yes, I know you all love cliffhangers!!!

And to Z, my beta reader, you're the best!

The next day, Legolas woke up late. It was already noon and he'd missed breakfast. Stretching languidly, he looked around the guest chamber. Then his eyes fell on a tray of food on a small table by the door. There was a bowl of mushroom soup and several slices of whole meal bread, as well as a jug of fresh orange juice. His stomach growled instantly. Legolas smiled; he knew who had prepared the meal for him. Thank you, Nara.

                Half an hour after that, Legolas stepped into Elrohir's chamber. His friend was wide awake and sitting up, sharing some jokes with his twin. "Legolas! There you are!" Elrohir called out, his cheeks no longer pale. He was indeed recovering very fast. "Sleep late? What did you do with Nara so late last night, hmmm?"

                Elladan smacked his brother's head as Legolas sat down at the foot of the bed, leaning against the bed frame. "That was very polite, you nitwit. What he does with his girlfriend is his business!" Elladan admonished amid Legolas's laughter.

                "It was just a simple question!" Elrohir retorted, glaring at his twin.

                "How are you really feeling, Elrohir? You look a lot better than yesterday," Legolas inquired.

                "I feel a lot better, actually. But father had forced me to drink the worst concoction I've ever tasted! I was lucky the arrow was not poisoned. Careless orcs!" Elrohir replied.

                "Right. I'll tell the orcs to be more careful next time. They must make sure all their arrows are poisoned before they shoot at you again!" said Elladan. That made them burst up laughing. Suddenly Elrohir clutched his chest, grimacing in pain. "Oh please don't make me laugh! It hurts!"

                "Serve you right!" Elladan voiced out, reaching down to inspect the bandage. "Don't you ever get between an arrow and me again, you hear me?"

                "Nag, nag, nag. That's all you can do?"

                Legolas stared at the two brothers, feeling a slight pang to see their beautiful close relationship. I used to have that bond with Kel. But now he's gone. Mentally shaking himself off that melancholy, he asked, "Where's Estel?"

                The twins looked back at him, identical frowns formed on their identical faces. "I believe he is having a talk with father," Elladan answered.

                Legolas winced involuntarily. "Your father has no idea about him and Arwen, right?"

                "Not until last night."

                "Neither did I. Arwen and Estel? That thought never cross my mind."

                "Well, you always thought that she had something going on with your brother."

                "Right. How does she take about Kel's departure?"

            "She was pretty calm, no obvious reaction whatsoever. But she's always like that. But I could hear her cry in her chamber last night after I told her about your brother," Elladan said.

            After spending nearly an hour with the twins, Legolas decided to get some fresh air outside. He was just stepping through the archway that led to the garden when Aragorn passed by him with a furious expression on his face.

                "Estel?" Legolas reached up to grab the man's arm. "What's wrong?"  

                "Everything. Leave me be, Legolas." Aragorn snatched his arm from Legolas's grasp and continued on walking.

                 The prince immediately fell in steps beside him.  "Where are you heading?"

                "The stable. Where does it look like I'm heading?"

                Legolas then noticed the sword strapped to Aragorn's waist and the saddlebags that the man was carrying. "Why?"

                "Why are you asking so many questions? Get away from me, will you?"

                "Not until you tell me what's going on. You had a talk with Lord Elrond, didn't you…about Arwen?"

                "You already knew so why did you ask?"

                "Just tell me what happened. What did he say?"

                Aragorn sighed. He paused at the box that housed his stallion, and closed his eyes as he grabbed hold of the wooden frame. "He told me that Arwen was far above all ordinary men. And that if ever she would wed, it would be to no less a man than the king of restored Gondor." He opened his eyes and glared at the prince. "He thinks I'm not good enough for his daughter!"              

                "He didn't say that, Estel."

                "But that's how I feel!" Aragorn straightened and started to open the box gate. "I'm leaving."

                "Where are you going?"

                "To prove to him that I am the man for his daughter!"

                "You can't leave now!"

                "Why not?"

                "The orcs are still out there!"

                "Good. All the more reason to kill them all and show Elrond my quality."

                Legolas could only look on in dismay as Aragorn saddled his mount and prepared for his ride. The man ignored the elf's plead for reason. He mounted up, kicked his heels and sped off, leaving Legolas crying out desperately, "Estel! Aragorn!"

 The prince shook his head. "Stubborn human!" He ran up to the guest chamber to gather his belongings. After strapping the quiver of arrows to his back, he grabbed the ivory-handled twin blades that used to belong to Keldarion, the ones that his brother had given to him on the day of his departure. Then he snatched his bow and rushed back out the door.

Legolas stopped at Elrohir's room first and saw that both the twins were deeply asleep. Elladan lay on top the blanket beside his brother, his palm placed over Elrohir's chest that rose steadily up and down. Legolas had not the heart to wake them. They must be still exhausted.

He slowly backed out, rushed downstairs and went looking for Narasene. He found her in the parlor, doing some needlework. She was quite alarmed to see the look on his face. "What's going on, my lord?"

                "Estel is in one of his unpredictable moods. He had a talk with Lord Elrond and it didn't go well. The human just took off to sulk. I'm going after him."

                Narasene's beautiful face turned a little paler. "Please be careful. I don't know how to say this but…I can feel that something terrible was about to happen."

                Legolas cupped her cheek in one hand. "Everything will be fine, my sweet lady. I'll bring home that stupid human and you can nag us both later." He tenderly kissed her nose then her lips before he took his leave.

TBC….

P/s : Yes, I had quoted Elrond's words to Aragorn directly from Tolkien's.