Chapter Seven - More Guests

When Legolas woke up in his room that morning, he saw that his room was a mess from the tickling that he had received from Elrohir and Elladan. He would have picked everything up last night if it hadn't been for the fact that the twos antics exhausted the other elfling. Legolas glanced down at the ground and then back up. He sighed and began to pick up the mess. It was then that one of the servants came in and saw the mess.

"Your highness, I believe those two sons may be a bad influence. Look at these pillows. They're ruined. Feathers are everywhere,"

"I was going to pick it up."

"You were going to pick it up?" The servant looked at the prince with a funny look. " It is not your place. Alas, you wouldn't know this because this is the first mess you have made in a long time."

"I used to make messes?" The servant stared at him, not sure at first what to say.

"Well, you did when the other elflings were alive,"

"There were other elflings here in Mirkwood. Were they anything like Elrohir and Elladan?" The servant just shook her head.

"Your highness, I've said too much. You had best ... you had best drop the subject," Legolas complied, thinking to ask his father later. "Now ... why are your clothes messed up like that. It would not do for you to go out like that."

"I didn't change to go to bed,"

"Then you had best change. I will wait to clean the room until you are out." With that, the servant stepped out.

M

Thranduil sat at the table. His son had yet to show up for this meal. It would have been the second one he had missed in a row. He was about to go and find the elfing himself when Legolas came in.

"I apologize for being late,"

"That is alright, ion-nin," Legolas looked at his father with a startled look. Thranduil sighed. He spent so little time with his son that those words had that effect almost every single time.

"Ada, what are we to do today?" Elrohir spoke up.

"Are we to have weapons practice again." Elrond looked to Thranduil, wishing him to explain.

"Captain Trenarn was displeased with your little scuffle that you two had. You are banned from there for a week as punishment," At this Elrohir and Elladan looked at each other.

"But ..."

"That's how long we're staying,"

"Which is why Legolas will find someway to keep you two occupied," At this statement from his father, Legolas glared at the twins.

"I think, Elrohir, that the amount we've come toward friendship with the crown prince, we've just lost. "

"I can't argue with that." It was then that a messenger came to deliver a message.

"Lord Thranduil, three old men have arrived. They ask for lodging, and a few supplies. They are on a scouting mission into the east to look for any signs that evil is coming back to Middle Earth. Their names are Curinir, Qwindfang and Qwinderu." Elrond and Glorfindel raised an eyebrow at this.

"You know these old men," Thranduil pointedly asked Elrond. Elrond laughed as he was drinking, causing him to choke.

"These men. They are not old men. They are three of the five Istari. I am surprised that Mithrander and Roscfileg were not with them. Then again, Mithrander has his halflings and Roscfileg has his animals. To them their own."

"Mithrander has the most wonderful fireworks though Ada," Elladan spoke up. Elrond gave his eldest son a look.

"The Istari are wizards. They look like old men but do not age. No one knows why they are here, except that it is for the good of Middle Earth." Glorfindel spoke up.

"And from where did they come?"

"No one knows for sure,"

"Well, I guess we'd best go talk to them. Legolas, you and the twins are in charge of taking care of Arwen." The three elder elves then left the table. Elrohir spoke up.

"Legolas, would you like to see them?"

"We were told to watch Arwen,"

"They said nothing of us taking her to see them," He continued.

"And they are not as much like men as Glorfindel said," Elladan spoke up.

"I have never seen men before, so I wouldn't know." This statement caused the twins to grin.