Murderer

"You're a murderer!" Estel screamed in horror, pointing an accusing finger at a very sheepish Elladan.

"Now now, Estel, do not carry on so." Elladan entreated the little boy as he began to cry, refusing to let Elladan touch him as the older twin attempted to comfort the young mortal.

"Orcs are evil, Estel, they like to eat bunnies and deer." Elrohir tried to explain, for the first time in his life feeling rather guilty over the Orc heads slung over Elladan's shoulder they had both recently won in the Orc-hunting expedition they had just returned from. The twins hadn't meant for the little boy to see the grisly Orc remains they had dragged back for Glorfindel to admire and complement them on, but he had came running up the hill un-looked for just as they were emerging from the trees.

"What is going on here?" the famed Balrog-slayer himself called with concern, hurrying over to discover the cause of Elrond's foster-son's shrieks.

"Elladan's a murderer!" Estel cried, fleeing to Glorfindel and burying his face in the light blue robes draped over the tall Elf's body.

With one glance at the situation, the Orc heads, the two identical guilty faces, the sobbing little boy, Glorfindel explained:

"Estel, little one, you must understand, Orcs are cruel and would kill little boys like you if they could, Elladan and Elrohir are protecting you because they love you, by killing them first."

Estel sniffed, somewhat comforted, before protesting:

"But they were living things too! It is wrong to kill, Glorfy, Elladan and Elrohir both know that. But I suppose I can forgive them." he sighed, casting the twins a look reminiscent of a mother disappointed in her children.

"Quite right, Estel. Now, Gilraen said something this morning about cookies-"

"First one there gets first pick!" Estel squealed in delight, Orc heads forgotten as he tore down the hill towards the Last Homely House, Glorfindel close behind.

The twins sighed audibly in relief.

"He will make quite a king someday." Elrohir remarked as they began searching for an out of the way place to burn the Orc heads before they met with anyone else.