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Eleniel: 15
"Eleniel Peredhel, get back here!"
Eleniel giggled as she ran through the gardens of Greenwood, dodging the many trees and flower bushes. She looked behind her, squealing as she saw that her pursuer had almost caught up with her.
She stopped suddenly as a bird flew out of a rose bush, making her fall back onto the soft ground below.
In no time at all and a flurry of blond hair, the elleth had been pinned, arms held above her head.
"H-hello, Legolas," she laughed nervously.
The Prince growled. "Do not 'hello, Legolas' me! Why did you do that?"
"Do what?" Eleniel asked with a smirk.
"You know what! Tell me, or I will make your punishment ten times worse than it already will be."
"Tell you what, Las?"
"Three."
"What?"
"Two."
"Please, Legolas…"
"One-"
Eleniel gulped. "Wait," she said, "I'll tell you."
Legolas nodded, tightening his hold on her wrists. "Go on, then."
"Well," she said with the sweetest smile she could muster in her current position, "I just know how much you adore slugs, so I decided to put them in your boots so you could- AHH!"
The captive was cut off as Legolas suddenly started tickling her ribs, smirking as she squirmed and laughed underneath him.
The slugs had been horrible, but he didn't really mind much, not when he had only just recently swapped her fruity scented bubble bath for cream from the kitchens, which had consequently turned the bath water into a milky white and left her feeling quite disgusting…
He just wanted to have some fun with her. He hadn't seen her for months and had missed her and her family more than he could say.
And as he continued Eleniel's so-called punishment, the sun shining down on them, the Prince made the decision there and then that he would make this the best summer the little elf had ever had.