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After the excitements of the previous day, Dani had been locked in the dungeons of Rivendell for wasting elven time. Vee had narrowly escaped this fate on the grounds that she had been acting under the influence of love.

Some guests had been invited to Rivendell that evening. Vee and Saz were sat among the hobbits. Frodo was attempting to keep away from Vee in the politest way possible.

Saz, Merry, Pippin and Sam were discussing who the guests would be.

"Oh, come on, it's going to be Legolas," Saz said.

"Legless? Legless who?" Pippin said, looking around for any conspicuous monopods.

"LEGOLAS Legolas, you know?" Saz replied.

"Legolas Legolas?" Pippin asked. "That reminds me of a guy I used to know, name of Steven Stevens –" Pippin stopped abruptly as Saz hit him around the head.

"Wow, that's good to watch from the outside for once," Vee observed.

Pippin picked himself up off the floor. "Ow!!"

"You deserved it," Saz growled as somebody tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around to find herself face to face with the fantastic sight of an elf with long blond hair and blue eyes. It was –

"Legolas Greenleaf, son of Thranduil, Prince of Mirkwood!" Saz heard a loud clang behind her as Vee dropped her goblet and an "Ow!!" as it landed heavily on Frodo's foot.

There was a slightly embarrassed pause. "Well, yes, I am, but really, I'm supposed to say that," Legolas objected.

Vee looked at Frodo. "Sorry, Frodo, you're yesterday's news." Frodo looked elated.

"Legolas!!!" Vee made for the elf, but Saz dragged her back by a strand of her hair. Vee whirled around.

"Oh. My. God. I cannot believe you were stupid enough to just do that," Vee snarled.

Saz held her at arm's length. "Well, I am!"

Frodo sidled up to Legolas. "Um, Legless…"

"It's LegOHlas."

"Right. Leglything, if Vee has decided you're her new love interest, I would advise you to buy some very thick shoes."

Legolas looked perplexed. "Why?"

Frodo gave him a grimace of painful memory. "You'll find out. So, tell me… do Elves bruise easily?"