Face to Face
Mithrandir was on the floor. Elladan and I, after the initial shock of beholding our parents, lost no time in climbing up into the rafters and slowly lowering the scarlet-faced Mithrandir down. My brother and I would have been quite content to remain in the rafters, out of arm's reach, for the rest of our days, but our father forbade it. Once I set foot upon the ground, I inched towards my mother and father, seeking relative safety.
Elladan had no such luck. Our guest seemed to suspect that this was all his idea in the first place, and went after him. Before long, my twin was pressed against the wall, appearing to be precariously close to passing out from shock and fright. Mithrandir was barely two feet from him by this time, and steadily getting nearer. He finally stopped when they were face to face.
'M-Mithrandir...' Elladan gasped. 'T'was an accident! It was... for Haldir, not... Oh, good heavens, kill me swiftly!'
TBC...