Okay, this chapter will be a bit nasty and person A to answer your question a plot bunny is a plot idea for a story or a story idea…

Chapter 21--Any Means Necessary

Legolas went to the bedroom and sat on the bed then waited, letter opener carefully concealed. Hours passed but Legolas didn't move. He sat motionless, waiting for his tormentor's return. This was going to end by any means necessary.

A servant brought a tray of food at dusk. She sat it down on a small table then hurried from the room. Legolas ignored the food, he wasn't hungry and continued watching the door. He could be very patient when needed.

It was late when Arathorn returned. He entered the room then closed and locked the door. Turning, he looked at Legolas.

Legolas smiled. He could smell alcohol on Arathorn from here. Good, that will make this even easier, he thought.

Arathorn looked startled by the smile for a minute. "And what is that for?" he asked.

"I am just glad to see you. You were right, you have given me all I wish and I was ungrateful. I thought perhaps I could show you my gratitude," Legolas said. He went up to Arathorn and kissed him. "Take me, My Lord, I will do whatever you wish."

Arathorn pulled Legolas close, devouring his mouth and caressing his buttocks eagerly. If he hadn't been half-drunk he might have been more suspicious, but he instead thought that he'd won. "Lovely one, I am pleased you have decided to accept your place at my side, you will be my most cherished procession," he promised.

Legolas tilted his head back as Arathorn kissed and bit at his throat. Even after what I said you still do not understand, you are to arrogant and selfish. It is time--you will never touch me again, he thought. He pulled back slightly. "We can continue this in our bedchamber, My Lord, but first I have something for you," he said.

Arathorn allowed himself to be led into the bedchamber and Legolas closed the door. "And what might that be, lovely one?" he asked. He moved to take Legolas in his arms again, but didn't get the chance.

Hate flared in Legolas' eyes. "This--pig," he growled. He thrust the letter opener directly into Arathorn's chest with all his strength.

Arathorn's eyes widened in shock and horror. He cried out, but the sound was unheard through the heavy door. He tried to seize Legolas' wrist and get the letter opener away, but the alcohol he'd consumed slowed his reflexes.

Legolas stabbed him again and again until Arathorn went down in a pool of his own blood--dead. Legolas stared down at the man he had just killed with mild interest. It didn't seem important even though he knew he would be executed when the body was found. That was not going to happen of course. He'd killed Arathorn, now he would go to the garden and kill himself. He was relived that it would soon all be over though he was sorry that he would never get to see his friends or family again.

Legolas calmly left the room then the suite, closing the door behind him. He ignored the fact his hand, the letter opener and his clothes were covered with blood. He walked down the hall as calmly as he was out for a late evening stroll. Amazingly, he didn't run into anyone, even a servant. He reached the garden and went out to the pond and sat down. He raised his gaze to the sky to have one last look at the stars. "Forgive me," he whispered, not really sure who he was apologizing to.

Jandra came to the door of Arathorn's suite and raised her hand to knock when she noticed the splatters of blood on the floor. She stepped back then noticed more blood further away. Worried, she followed the blood, something was horribly wrong…..

Ohh, I bet I'm going to get it for this one!!! R/R everyone!!!