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Elrond sighed. "Glorfindel, find Legolas. Make sure he comes to the feast tonight." Elrond ordered. Glorfindel left, searching for the princeling. "Elladan, take your brother and clean up! The feast will be starting soon. I want one of you to sit on either side of the princeling. Celeborn a day the other elves from Lothlorien will be departing after the feast. Erestor, make sure the prince receives some of the draught before the end of the feast." Elrond stated. Erestor nodded. "Yes, my lord." Erestor said with a bow. Elrond strolled away, not seeing the Celeborn watching from a window. 'Something will happen.' Celeborn thought. A few hours later, the feast was presented and joy was well spread. Everyone ate their fill. Well almost everyone. Legolas just watched with eyes wide. "Is the food to your liking?" Elrond asked, slightly insulted that the prince was not eating all within his reach. "Yyes, my lord. It's weally good. I... I mean it is excellent. I have never seen so much food befowe!" Legolas stated, sounding like his real age in this momentary lack of guard. He continued to look around in awe. Elrond raised an eyebrow. Elrohir nudged the princeling. "Tthe spiders... They hunt faster than we do. Animals and greens are hard to find. In order to eat, we have to hunt the sspiders. Mirkwood has not enjoyed a feast of this magnitude since the fall of my grandfather. Food is hard tto find so nothing goes to waste." Legolas stated as continued to watch the food be passed around. "Do you eat regularly?" Elrohir asked. Legolas shook his head. "I eat last. Everyone should be served before me. Many a time, we have not enough for everyone. The King and the women and the other elfling are fed first, then the guards, then the others in the realm." Legolas stated, staring at his plate in shame. Elrond sat in shock for a moment. Glorfindel put some food on the little one's plate. "Eat. The food is plentiful here." The Balrog slayer ordered. Legolas started to eat, shaking. Elladan saw some bruises and blood but he said nothing. The elves of the Golden Wood left after Celeborn gave Legolas a small gift. Celeborn gave the elfling a hug, whispering in his ear. "Be on guard, little warrior. Something is going to happen soon." Celeborn warned. With that, the elves were gone. Legolas noticed that something was watching him. He decided to head to the garden, preparing for anything. Something hit him on the head, dazing him. Two sets of hands subdued him. "Please do not struggle." Erestor stated as he grabbed Legolas's chin and forced it open as another hand plugged his nose. "Drink..." Erestor stated as he poured the draught into the little one's mouth fast enough that Legolas had to swallow or drown. Legolas swallowed, struggling as hard as he could. The draught started to pull him into unconsciousness. "I am sorry, princeling..." Erestor said gently.