I have very little in the way of explanation for this little bit of fluff, only that, as a seamstress and in the SCA (a medieval reenactment society) I know that that darn dupioni silk shirt Legolas wears in the movies is wrong, wrong, wrong, even though it's beautiful. In medieval times the 'slubs' in the material would be seen as faults or the material itself even as ruined. No King's son would have ever worn such a fabric. Having a small child with fumble fingers sometimes breeds a nuzgul or two, and I pictured my eleven year old daughter's frustration at not being able to get this 'perfect' for someone special. In this case, a non-existant, big brother. (And, for the record, I don't even believe that Legolas HAD siblings, but… that's another story.) This also uses another supposition of mine that Legolas is going to Imladris because he is in some way responsible for the escape of Gollum and has to tell Elrond (or, even if he is not directly responsible, has agreed to go and deliver the bad news).
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