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Author's Notes: 

Note the rating change from G to PG-13 because this chapter will contain some unpleasant happenings for Legolas as well as through the whole story. No rape or sex will be in this story, I promise.

Also please do not accuse me of not reading the books. I did, including The Hobbit. If you have a problem with the storyline or theme, don't read it for your sake and for mine.

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I will update later in the weekend maybe. Italics are Legolas' thoughts.

Now on with the show….

The guard lead him less than gently into the large supervisor's office. Legolas looked around at the large shelves that surrounded the unwelcoming office. It was spacious but grey and daunting. The supervisor was not here. Legolas breathed deeply to clam himself.

"Sit down and wait, I will report to the supervisor's private office. Don't touch anything." The guards voice had a warning tone to it. Before Legolas could reply the guard vanished into another room.

Legolas was now alone. He let his thoughts wander. What will happen to me? I don't understand? I feel so out of place. Absently Legolas massaged his wrist where the guard had gripped him. A large bruise was forming. The shape of fingers was slowly forming.

He could hear the footsteps forming. Looking up he saw the supervisor and the guard emerge from the private room. The guard nodded and bowed respectfully. He left but not before giving Legolas a wicked smile.

"So prince, we finally meet, although on less than ideal circumstances," the supervisor sneered. "I am Githil and you have met my faithful protector and brother, Ruthiun. I suppose you find your quarters are to your liking?" He laughed like his brother, the derisive tones highlighted by his otherwise melodious voice. Legolas was immediately wary of him. I don't like the way he sounds. He is evil. He acts so much like his brother they could be twins…

" I will get to the point, pleasantries are over. Under your father's orders and mine, of course, you are to follow and obey the servant's rules. You must call me sir or master," Githil said with authority.

No one is my master. Legolas wisely held his tongue as the instruction continued.

"You must be prompt. You must obey all your orders and complete all tasks on time. You cannot dawdle or be slow in doing your tasks. Failure to complete task or follow orders will follow in punishment." Githil gave Legolas a condescending look.

"Also you are to wear a bronze wrist band to identify your status. You are no longer a prince but a slave. A servant of the King of Mirkwood. There are no exceptions to any rules," he said firmly and threateningly.

Legolas found a small bronze band being snapped around his wrist. Like an animal. Tagged. My freedom is gone just in the moment that wretched band went on my wrist.  Legolas held back his disgust although it was obvious that he hated the bracelet.

"Don't try to remove the band. The consequences are not nice…" Githil trailed off. "Ruthiun also told me of your little stint at his private room. Don't even try it. I am not as nice as my brother, much less for forgiving. As punishment for trying to steal from him- "

"I did not try to STEAL anything. YOU LIE. I was merely LOST!" Legolas yelled, losing his temper and composure. His rage boiled and his face was flushed in fury."I didn't do anything WRONG!"

"SILENCE!" Githil grabbed Legolas by the neck and choked him until he spluttered for breath. "My brother does not lie. Do you expect me to believe a lowly slave? As punishment for stealing and lying to him, you will have no food and hard work for three days. As punishment for raising your voice, being disrespectful to my brother, your outrageous lie and lying to me, you are going to get what every other servant gets." He spat the last words out as it they were poison.

How unfair! He lied, not me! Legolas was frustrated, but the fire of his anger had been reduced to dying ambers. Now fear was making him feeling cold. He felt like ice had been dumped over his head. His neck hurt from Githil's treatment but he resisted the thought of massaging his neck. He didn't want to appear to be weak. 

"You will learn your lesson and your place, slave prince," Githil repeated his brother's words unconsciously as he dragged a reluctant Legolas to the punishment room.

*Evil Cliffie* Sorry to end there but I have to go to school tomorrow…*sigh* I promise I will update later, maybe on Saturday ok? I hope to write a longer chapter. Please Review and don't flame for the cliffie. 

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