"Where is the Queen?" Legolas asked an elf maid.
"In her chambers, Sir." She replied.
Legolas had heard of the wedding and wasn't happy about it.
He barged to Your chambers and without so much a knock, walked in.
"What are you doing?!?!" You shrieked, pulling the blanket up around your exposed breasts.
"I need to speak with you." Legolas said.
"Well, I don't know if you noticed, but I'm kind of in the middle of something and I'm kind of naked." You looked to Thranduil for help, but he didn't say a word.
"Please, I've seen it before." Legolas retorted, "although I could have gone my whole life without seeing that much of my father."
Thranduil shifted uncomfortable under the blanket, "well we can be out in a second, but could you give us a moment to get dressed?"
"Very well." Legolas said, and exited the room with a look of disgust.
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Surviving The Storm (Evergreen #3)
Hayran KurguAll seems well for you and Thranduil as you return to Mirkwood, but there's an unsettling feeling that won't go away.
