Elrond carefully rolled Erestor onto his side as Mithrandir stood hovering over them. The chief advisor lay on the floor, his countenance a perfect shade of green. A fit of coughing overtook the Elf, and Erestor struggled for breath.
“Will he be all right?” Elrond asked, looking up at the newly arrived wizard anxiously.
“Oh yes, yes,” Mithrandir replied.
The advisor moaned as his dinner threatened a return visit, and he coughed again.
“Are you sure he will be all right?” Elrond asked.
“Quite sure. As long as he is not foolish enough to try my pipe and pipeweed again.”
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