𝔏𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔈𝔩𝔳𝔢𝔰

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔗𝔴𝔬

I walk forward to them.

"Lord Elrond." I bow my head.

"You have no need for that Radagast the Brown." He says.

I turn to Legolas.

"What has happened to you?" I ask walking forward.

"He has met Malachi, his older brother." Lord Elrond says.

I jump.

"You knew of him?" Legolas looks at me. 

"Only the whispers of the forest. The echoes in the wind. I've heard he is a mad man or...elf." I say.

"Yeah, that's one word for it." Legolas says looking down.

"What are you going to do?" I ask him.

He turns and starts walking.

"Where are you going? Elrond?" I look at him.

He shrugs.

"I am going to have a talk with my brother." Legolas says.

"What? You have to return home!" I say trudging after him.

"No Radagast. I have to do this for my sake and all of Mirkwood's sake." Legolas says.

"But, but but-" I stutter.

"Let him be Radagast." Elrond looks at me.

I look at him in surprise. 

"Elrond. Thranduil must learn the truth of this." I say walking up to him.

"It is not our secret to tell. Let him figure this out on his own. He will tell him when he is ready." Elrond says turning.

"Very well. I suppose you're right." I say.

"Would you like some Elven tea?" Elrond asks me.

"That is very kind of you Lord Elrond." I nod.