Disclaimer: If I owned Lord of the Rings or The First Wives Club, I don't think I'd be writing fan fiction, okay?
Before I go ahead and post this chapter, I thought I'd better go ahead and thank my reviewers.
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A/N: I recently broke my toe, and though I can still type and write, I have trouble walking up stairs to my computer and I'm supposed to stay off it. The nurse wrapped it so tight in the bandage thing that I lost all the feeling in my other toes. *sigh* oh well. I'll be able to walk in a few weeks.
Revenge Can Be Very Sweet
Chapter 8
Is Mirkwood Ready?
Legolas sighed as he entered the gates of Minias Tirith. He was there to see Aragorn and Arwen.
He remembered when they had been mad at each other. Whenever it was spoken of, Arwen never mentioned how she knew the jealousy could make Aragorn prove his love.
Before he hadn't really thought about it, but now…
With his own marriage on the skids, maybe Arwen could help him.
Legolas gave his horse to the handler and left for the Great Hall, a place where he knew Arwen and Aragorn could be seen at this time of day.
Sure enough, they were there and as soon as Legolas entered the hall, both Aragorn and Arwen jumped up to greet him.
"It has been a while my friend" Aragorn said and clasped his hand. "We have much to discuss." But in reply, Legolas just shook his head and motioned to Arwen. Aragorn shared a puzzled look with his wife but said nothing as Legolas grasped her arm lightly and propelled her out of the hall.
"Arwen," Legolas said once they had safely made it out of everyone else's hearing range, "I need your help." Arwen simply raised an eyebrow- the exact mimic of what her father did the day that saved her marriage- and said nothing.
Legolas sighed. "I recently returned home to Mirkwood." Legolas sent Arwen a look, but still she said nothing. "I was looking for my wife. She was not there." Arwen still said nothing and Legolas felt his suspicions confirmed. Something was amiss and Arwen knew what it was. "Do you have any idea as to where she would be or what she could be doing?"
Arwen shrugged her shoulders and said, her first words to him since they had met earlier, "Why would I know what you should know? She is after all, your wife, not mine."
Legolas stormed out of Minias Tirith without having that talk with Aragorn.
*Meanwhile*
"Where is my husband?" Caladrim shouted, enraged. She had been in Mirkwood for a week and she had seen neither hide nor hair of him. No one knew where he went or where he could possibly be.
Right now, she was talking to Glorfindel who knew just a little about the plan. He just knew that he was visiting Mirkwood and that Princess Caladrim was showing him about and that he was supposed to make Legolas jealous. So far, he had seen very little of the palace. Or the grounds. Or the woods. Or any of the cities in Mirkwood. And the Prince had been a no show.
It was kind of a boring trip.
Glrofindel was just about ready to go home but he felt that something, some feeling, was making him stay.
It reminded him of when he visited Lady Galadriel and she talked to him inside his mind.
Let's not go into what she said.
It was something about making sure that a marriage worked???
He couldn't really remember anymore.
Something was just willing him to stay and see what happened. But Lady Galadriel couldn't have control over him when she was so far away could she?
No. Definitely not. That would be impossible, wouldn't it?
Of course.
Suddenly, Caladrim stopped complaining about her husband. Glorfindel looked up. She was listening hard and Glorfindel started to too.
Very faintly he heard hoof beats.
Caladrim started forward and whispered to him. "My husband is returning home."
The hoof beats grew steadily louder and louder until they seemed just upon them and then Caladri jumped on Glorfindel's lap.
He was so surprised he dropped her.
It was rigt then he realized that he had just dropped the Princess of Mirkwood and quickly knelt bu=y her side and put an arm around her waist to help her up.
But, she began…squealing? No, giggling would be a more appropriate word. It seemed the Princess of Mirkwood was a ticklish elf.
Didn't meet many of those.
*Legolas*
He had been riding hard and fast when he heard it. His wife's giggling.
But why was she giggling?
She never giggled unless if…someone was tickling her.
No one tickled his wife except for him!
They would pay.
And with that, Legolas sent his horse into a gallop and arrived in the clearing where his wife was in record time.
When he arrived, he saw his wife, on the ground, Glorfindel with his arms around her, tickling her.
All Legolas could see was red. It rimmed the corner of his eyes and blocked everything out but his wife and Glorfindel.
Nothing else mattered but getting his wife away from Glrofindel.
And, of course, revenge.