Part 2
4 days later
"Lenwe, no. you cannot go." Legolas glared at his twin.
Lenwe smiled, happy that her brother could still worry over her.
"Well, you're not going."
"Elrond chose me." Legolas grinned slightly.
Lenwe smiled. "And when I suggested that I go for you, he gave his consent."
"But…" Legolas wasn't convinced.
Lenwe's tone became serious. "Brother, you are not well."
Legolas' gaze shifted downwards. He nodded.
Lenwe continued, "A stay in in Rivendell would do you good. I will go."
"Fine. But the rest of the Fellowship, what will they think?"
Lenwe smiled again. " Elrond and I have decided not to tell them."
Legolas looked up, eyebrows raised quizzically.
"I go as you."
***
The later that day
The Fellowship was about to leave. Elrond raised his arm in farewell, wishing them a successful journey.
Lenwe smiled to herself. No one expect anything. For no one knew, not even Mithrandir. But he would probably guess, knowing him.
But the Dwarf was smarter than he looked, or perhaps he was just lucky.
"Pardon me, Master Elf," he said gruffly, "but where is your sister, Lenwe was she called? Will she not see you off?"
Using the same cool, distant tone, Lenwe replied.
"Lenwe is not feeling well and has decided to rest in her rooms."
The Dwarf simply nodded, accepting the explanation.
Elrohir joined Lenwe as Gimli left.
"We know," he whispered.
"Know what?"
"Elrond told us."
Lenwe guessed at their meaning and nodded in recognition.
Elladan slipped over, silent.
"Good luck," he whispered.
"Watch over Legs," Lenwe replied.
"Like a brother," Elrohir grinned.
Lenwe smiled.
"Preferably like a friend. By the time I come back, he'd be dead if you treated him as a brother," Lenwe jested.
The twins glared at me, eyes dancing.
"Good luck," Elrohir repeated.
"And you'll need it," Elladan said, "with a Dwarf." He smiled, and the left.
A horn sounded and Lenwe took up her place in line behind Mithrandir.
And the Fellowship left Rivendell.