Chapter Eight - The Istari

Legolas held Arwen as he followed the twins trying to keep up with them as they hurried to the court. They peeked through the curtain at the three elven Lords. Three old men, for that's what they looked like stood in front of them speaking. Legolas's eyes first caught the bright blue robes of two of the wizards. Then they came upon the wizard dressed in white. His heart suddenly filled with a dreading.

This man turned and looked Legolas straight in the eyes. At this Legolas's head began to hurt. That look, it seemed to him was the look of a murderer. That being was planning on killing the other two. How he knew, he didn't want to know. All he knew was that this person was not a good person. It was then that he feared for his father's life.

Without realizing what he was doing, Legolas pushed out from behind the curtain with Arwen still in his arms. Elrohir and Elladan tried pulling him back but only found themselves being pulled out. This caused the others who were not yet looking in their direction to look that way.

"Elrohir, Elladan. What is the meaning of this?" Elrond spoke up.

"I thought I told you, you were to watch Arwen Legolas," Thranduil shook his head at his son.

"You didn't say he couldn't bring her here," Elladan spoke up.

"In fact, no one said we couldn't come and see the Istari," Glorfindel moved to say something when Curinir said something instead.

"It is alright. I noticed them behind the curtain. I was going to ask if they could join us."

"I do not like you," Legolas then and there spoke up. He was still looking straight at the wizard. The wizard raised an eyebrow, a small smile on his face.

"Well, I believe it is because you have never seen an Istari before Elfling,"

"First of all, I am not an elfling. Second, if it was because I have never seen an Istari before, then why is it only you I do not like." Legolas turned to Thranduil, not knowing where his next words came from. "Make the blue wizards stay and the white one leave."

"Legolas, you can't treat guests like that, no matter how much you hate them. I want you three to go and play in my study with Arwen." The three elflings nodded their heads and left back through where they came. Thranduil then turned to the three wizards. "A servant will escort you to your rooms. Another will replenish your supplies."

The wizards then followed the servant out. Elrond then spoke up. "Your elfing is right. I have nothing against the Istari and what they do. But Curinir ... he is power hungry. Power ... it blinds people."

"Are you saying to be wary of him?" Elrond nodded his head. Glorfindel then spoke up.

"How did your elfling know that he isn't to be trusted Thranduil?" The elven king only looked back at the other elf.

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Thranduil had meant to check up on Legolas, but had gotten caught up in business that came up in the court after Elrond went to check on his sons and Glorfindel went to ask the Captain of the Gaud to a few friendly duels. So, it was not until late that night that he was able to check on Legolas. By that time, his son was asleep.

Thranduil went up to Legolas and was surprised to see that his sons eyes were closed. He reached down and touched his son's forehead and was thankful not to feel a fever on him. He decided it was best to let Legolas sleep and ask Elrond in the morning. He left before Legolas began to toss and turn. Finally, the elfing eyes snapped open. Though he was fast asleep, he got up and walked to the kitchens. He picked up a jar of honey and carried it to the stables. There he poured it into Curinir's saddle bags. He then went to bed, not even realizing what he had done.