Legolas gently nudged his father in the ribs and indicated with his eyes that he wanted him to look down at the page again. Thranduil inconspicuously looked about the meeting room to ensure nobody was watching them and then wrote the letter 'E.'

With a smirk, Legolas drew a circle that would serve as the head. Thranduil frowned, flicked his eyes at the counselors again and wrote 'H.' A single line joined the head for the torso.

'I' was the next guess, and this time Legolas frowned.

I_ _i_ _ _ _ _ _i_

"What do you think my king?"

Thranduil and Legolas exchanged a somewhat worried look at the councilor's question, on the account that neither of them had been paying much attention for the last hour or so.

"Obviously he does not think it a good idea, he didn't before so why would he change his mind now?"

The councilors dissolved back into their bickering, nobody noticing or caring that Thranduil had not actually given an opinion on the matter; after about a minute Legolas nudged him in the side again and they returned to their game.

Thranduil scanned the blank lines that indicated how many letters he had left to guess carefully, and the wrote 'G.' Legolas rolled his eyes.

I_ G_i_g _ _ _ _ _i_

The king wrote and 'O' and the prince sighed.

I_ Goi_g _o _ o_ _ _i_o_

'N'

I_ Going _o _ _ _ _in_o_

Galion appeared to refill their water cups for them, noticing the paper sitting between them angled in a strategic way so that Thranduil managed to hide it from view of the others with his arm, "Really?"

Both of them looked up at the kings attendant like children who had been caught with their hands in a cookie jar, "Uhm, yes?" Legolas whispered back.

"It was his idea." The king said a moment after.

"Ada!" Legolas' voice had been a bit louder than he wanted it to be and had attracted the attention, Thranduil glowered at him while he sunk just slightly into his chair. The interruption was not questioned however since most assumed that Galion had appeared with an urgent message.

Taking the king's pen Galion wrote a very delicate 'W'

Legolas gave him a dark look and mumbled something about cheating which Galion was completely unfazed by as he stepped away from the table once more.

I_ Going _o _ o_ _ Win_ow

Thranduil wrote 'R' and Legolas added a leg.

'S' and another leg.

Hastily Thranduil turned over their game as a councilor excused himself from the room for a moment, after montering his retreat to make sure they were out of eyesight he flipped it back over and wrote, 'T'

I_ Going to _ o_t _ Win_ow

One of Legolas' archers scuttled in and made his way across the room trying to ignore the looks he was getting from elves far more important than he. Once he reached his prince he bent down to whisper, "I'm sorry to interrupt."

With the desperation of a dying man, Legolas latched onto his arm, "Please interrupt."

"Our scouts came back early, they say they have information that you need to hear before sending out the new patrols tomorrow."

Legolas gave his father a triumphant look and pulled the paper towards him to fill in the rest of the blanks: "I'm going to jump out a window."

He showed it to his father and crossed out 'I'm' and wrote 'you're' above it, grinning when his father scowled at him again and crumpled the paper in his hands, "Traitor."

"Jealous." Legolas shot back.

"Tread carefully, I know where you sleep."

"Bold words from a king who was losing at hangman."

"Be gone with you, foul creature."

"I'll see you at dinner?"

"Yes."

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