4. How bad can it be?
How bad can it be? Legolas wondered as his horse negotiated the steep path into Imladris.
He didn't look forward to the completion of his task, but it would be no more than an uncomfortable day or two while he delivered his message. The worst of it was behind him, though he could not shake off the consequences. Five guards slain, and all for that creature Gollum. Confessing to Mirkwood's – and his own – failure was nothing compared to having had to bring the news of the guards' deaths to their families. Compared to that, this would not be too bad.
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Thranduil would be displeased, Legolas knew – right now, it was easier to consider him as his king than as his father. As if the way in which he had fulfilled his mission to bring word of Gollum's escape to Imladris wasn't enough, he returned with a Dwarf, not just as travel companion, but as one he called friend! Relations between Mirkwood and the Mountain were better than they had been for some time, and would no doubt improve further, but that was politics.
Of course, he didn't know how Gimli felt about this either.
But how bad can it be?
Double drabble written for Greenwood Gal and Elena Tiriel's birthdays
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