Thranduil moved his piece on the board and sighed. The game Elrond had chosen had eaten most of the afternoon away. "My friend," he said, raising his oak eyes to the Half-Elf. "You are no longer permitted to choose our games."
Celeborn let out a loud laugh and moved his piece. "Elrond, I do believe our King is bored."
"Pfft." Elrond contemplated the board before him and moved his piece. "Thranduil, you talk too much."
"If I did not speak, I do believe Lord Celeborn would have fallen asleep with the tedium of such a game." Thranduil shifted his little glass ball on the board. "Tell me again, how is moving a dozen glass pieces across a board to mimic the starting pattern supposed to be enjoyable?"
Elrond sat back in his chair, waving Celeborn's hand from the gameboard. "I suppose you have something else to occupy our time until the evening meal?" The Peredhel raised an eyebrow in the way he knew irritated Thranduil the most.
Before Thranduil could retort, though, Celeborn spoke up. "Tell me, Elrond, where are Lords Erestor and Glorfindel? I have not seen them since we arrived."
Elrond coughed and sipped his wine. "They are otherwise... engaged."
"Is that what they call it now?" Thranduil sniffed and leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs and rearranging his deep green robes.
Celeborn snickered. "Yes, I have been... 'otherwise engaged' with Lord Glorfindel before."
"Indeed?" Elrond put his goblet down and sat forward, smirking. "Nor are you the only one."
"Quite so, my friends. Although, given the choice, I believe I prefer Lord Erestor's... company." The Mirkwood King smiled smugly at the other Elf-lords.
Elrond's eyes were wide with disbelief. "I never knew Lord Erestor had visited Mirkwood!"
"Actually, it's a funny story--" Thranduil began, but Celeborn cut him off.
"Oh, I do not need to hear this," the silver-haired Elf said, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. After a moment, Celeborn sighed and looked back up and addressed Thranduil. "Is it true that your son has taken my Guardian into his bed?"
Thranduil scoffed. "Why is it you want to know?"
Celeborn sat up straighter and all but snarled at the blond Sinda. "Because he has taken him out of mine!"
"I believe Legolas has mentioned a new lover," Thranduil said crypticly, but a knowing smile confirmed Celeborn's fears.
"Haldir is a very lucky Elf," Elrond said, smiling broadly at Thranduil. "Legolas is almost as flexible as his father!"
-- The End --
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