A/N: Well, I got a few reviews! ^^ Otherwise, nothing to say... *sigh*

Disclaimer: I own Larien. Not Legolas. Larien. L-A-R-I-E-N.

"Legolas! I can't believe you came!" Larien squealed in delight as she practically dragged him over to her flet.

"You know, I promised I would, and what would happen if the word 'liar' stained my name?" said Legolas, pretending to stress out.

Larien pulled him up the ladder of her flet and poured out two cups of wine. "So tell me, mellonamin (my friend), what's been happening in Mirkwood since I last saw you during the war of the ring?" she asked him.

"Well, adar (father) has been cleaning up the wood of all the remaining orcs and spiders -they're all gone now- and really nothing. I guess that's hard to think about, with all that commotion about the war of the ring. Life has become pretty boring, being a prince..." he finished dramatically. "What about you? What's been happening in Lorien?"

"What do you mean 'what's been happening'? NOTHING's been happening! There hasn't been ANYTHING interesting. I could tell you everything about the past two-hundred years in about 5 words! Honestly, I'm thinking of stirring up something, to make things interesting," she said, grinning evilly. Then, at looking at the raised-eyebrow expression on Legolas' face she burst out laughing, and threw her arms around his neck.

"Oh it's wonderful to have you here!"

A/N: Ok, so this was all about her talking with Legolas. Pointless, I know, but a chapter all the same.