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Summary: Lady Galadriel, Arwen, and Lady Caladrim (Legolas's wife) are fed up with their husbands. Lord Celeborn played with Galadriel's mirror, putting his feet in it and giggling. King Aragorn seems to have given up on Arwen now that she isn't an elf and seems to be in Eowyn's company more often than not. Prince Legolas is constantly traveling for his own kingdom and when Lady Caladrim (his wife) tried to help, he wouldn't let her!
Revenge Can Be Very Sweet
Chapter 2
The Men
King Aragorn
King Aragorn sighed as he sat on his throne. Where was his wife? She should be here with him, yet she wasn't. Where was she?
Eowyn strolled into the room right as Aragorn was having these thoughts. She smiled coyly at him. King Aragorn forced a smile at her. Her Uncle was, after all, the King of Rohan.
For the past few weeks that Eowyn had been in Gondor, she seemed to always be near him. It rather drove him crazy. Eowyn knew he was married and that he would never do anything to hurt his wife. He loved her. He just wasn't sure if she loved him.
Lately, it seemed that Eowyn was especially close whenever Arwen was close by. If Arwen noticed this than she didn't give any sort of sign. Aragorn wished she would.
If only to save him from Eowyn.
Where is Arwen? Why wasn't she near him? What could she possibly be doing?
During his musings, a guard came towards him and handed Aragorn a message. The message read:
Aragorn,
I'm going to Rivendell to visit a few friends. I'll be back
soon.
Goddbye,
Arwen
There wasn't a single 'love' or 'darling' on the whole letter. It was completely devoid of any emotion. Even her handwriting didn't tell him anything.
'Oh well,' Aragorn thought, 'I'll be fine without her.'
Won't I?
Legolas
Ahh. Mirkwood's borders are in sight. Soon, he would be with his wife.
What if she was still mad about that fact that he had refused to let her come? He had only done it for her own good. Caladrim didn't enjoy traveling. At all.
Legolas could see it on her face when she went with him that one time. The whole thing had been torture for her. Maybe if he spent a little more time at home with her…
No. Who else would be able to make treaties for Mirkwood? Or bargains? Or food exchanges? His father? The idea was almost as laughable as dwarves doing the can-can.
King Thranduil would rather stay at home than do the right thing for his country. It was up to Legolas to keep everything running smoothly. The whole country ran because of him.
King Thranduil could not do it. Legolas just hoped that Caladrim knew this.
Otherwise, Legolas would be in big trouble.
Oh no. He was in big trouble.
Lord Celeborn
He he he. It worked. Galadriel was gone. Hopefully not for good though. Just long enough so that he and the other elves of Lothlorien could plan her birthday party. Galadriel didn't normally have birthday parties so he knew this was going to be a big surprise. Hopefully, she wouldn't be mad at him anymore by then.
When she found him sticking his feet in the fountain, the look on her face would have been funny if it wasn't directed at him.
The result was that he was scared out of his wits.
But that didn't last long. She simply glared and then turned and walked away as fast as she could without looking like she was in a hurry to passing elves.
She seemed very mad though. Maybe sticking his feet in the mirror wasn't such a good idea. Maybe it would have been better if he had spilled something on her favorite dress or something.
Yeah. That would have been a way better idea. Only a stupid, idiot elf would mess with her mirror.
Uh oh.
You stupid, idiot elf.