"You can not hide from me," he said to the empty courtyard.
And, one by one, they revealed themselves. Six in all. Even dressed as they were in the darkest green, their faces shadowed in the folds of their hoods, Legolas recognized them; Elves from the settlement at Aderthad in Ithilien. He smiled.
"Ah, child," said a seventh, stepping out. "I should have known we could not fool you."
Legolas’ eyes widened in surprise. He covered the distance between them swiftly, embracing his old friend.
"Mithrandir!" he laughed, "Happy Mettare!"
And, together, eight eager Elves awaited the dawn.
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