Hey everyone! This is my new story about little Legolas and some "adventures" in Mirkwood.
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Disclaimer: All characters belong to Tolkien.
It was late in the evening, almost everyone was asleep the great elven king Thranduil of the palace.
Only the guards were patrullierten on the walls of the palace.
Everything was quiet, only a light breeze rustled through the leaves of trees.
From the stable the snorting of the horses was heard and in the distance the rushing of a river.
Legolas sat in his bed.
He had woken up because he wants something to drink.
So he got up and put on a coat because it was cold.
Quietly, he opened his door and slipped out.
Slowly he crept through the hallways.
As he passed the door to the food hall he heard voices.
The voices were very blurry so Legolas pressed his ear to the door in order to understand them better.
"Hopefully, the king didn't finds out anything", the voice said anxiously.
"The beautiful carpet!", replied the other.
Confused Legolas opened the door and saw two servants standing before one of the big carpets and watched him anxiously.
"Good evening", whispered Legolas and went to the two elves.
"G-g-good evening prince Legolas!"
They both said in unison and bowed.
"What'shappened!", cried Legolas as he looked at the carpet.
In the middle of the carpet was a big red wine stain.
"It was an accident!", Whimpered the Elleth.
The other said,"we have only brought the wine to King Thranduil and then Tralim is tripped and the wine has landed on the carpet".
"Please do not tell your father", begged the elleth who's name must be the Tralim.
"I will not say anything, I promise, but you have to make the stain out of the carpet", said Legolas and grinned widely.
"Oh thank you", whispered the elves, and both were on their way to fetch a bucket and water.
Meanwhile, Legolas made his way to the kitchen.
Hannon le for reading. Hope you like it.
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