Part III- The Mallorn Debacle

Chapter Two- In Which Thranduil Finds a Way to Lesson the Blow, Galion is Unimpressed, and Rùmil is Released

Thranduil rubbed his forehead dramatically.

"Have they returned yet?" he asked his butler, who was dozing off in a corner, carefully balancing a platter in one hand and an extra bottle of wine in the other. Galion subtly rolled his eyes.

"No, my lord, we will be notified as soon as he returns. Now why don't you relax and look over that paperwork Parman sent you," Galion said, pouring Thranduil another glass of wine.

"But Galion," Thranduil whined. "Mallorn trees in my forest! It's unthinkable! Unbelievable! How could Galadriel ever think I would agree!"

"Well, you've already signed the document, my lord, I highly doubt you'll find a way out of this one," Galion sighed, returning to his post. Thranduil grumbled sullenly, absently shuffling the papers around his desk, not really looking at any of them.

A few moments later, a knock was heard on the door, and it carefully slid open a crack and and a head nervously poked around the edge of it, staring warily at the king.

"Ah, Wilin, do you bring news?" Thranduil said, perking up slightly.

"Yes, my lord," Wilin said quietly.

"What was that?" Thranduil leaned forward. "Speak up!"

"Uh, um… Yes, my lord!" Wilin said, marginally louder as he edged into the room. "Arntel returned from Lothlorien, he gave me this…" Wilin shakily held out his hand, in which a letter was grasped.

Galion took it from the poor elf and Wilin was dismissed. He wobbled out the door, closing it as quietly as possible.

"Read it to me," Thranduil said, waving his hand at Galion. Galion muttered something unintelligible under his breath as he unfolded the piece of paper.

"To the Illustrious King of the Greenwood, Thranduil,

Greetings,

It has come to our attention that you unknowingly signed a document regarding the planting of our beloved mallorn trees in your forest. Unfortunately there is know way for us to reverse this, as it is an official document sent out by the Lady Galadriel herself. Your compliance is mandatory. We also must request that you release warden Rùmil from your dungeons, as he had no knowing part in this. His brothers are very concerned for his health. Enclosed is a copy of the document.

sincerely,

Calasámo of Lothlorien, on behalf of Lady Galadriel and Lord Celeborn of Lothlorien."

Thranduil twitched slightly. Holding out his hand Thranduil didn't move his eyes away from the desk until he felt the weight of the paper in his palm. Snapping it in front of his face, he quickly read the terms of the document.

"Planting of tree or trees in… AHA!"

Galion jumped, nearly spilling wine all over Thranduil's purple robes. With a deep breath, Galion stepped back, shakily placing the pitcher onto the desk.

"Have you found something, my lord?"

"Yes, oh yes," Thranduil laughed, placing the paper back onto the table. "'Tree or trees'. We only have to plant one, and I believe…" He picked up the paper again, reading for a few more minutes. "Yes! I also get to chose where it is placed…"

Galion sighed.

"Well, I suppose you can release the urchin from his cell… I have some planning to do…" Thranduil chuckled evilly.

Subtly rolling his eyes once more (I'm sure you've noticed that Galion is a master of subtlety), Galion trudged out the door.

"Bring me some more wine too! One of the newer vintages!"

"Yes, my lord," Galion muttered. Making his way down to the dungeons, he took the keys from the guard and descended toward Rùmil's cell.

Poor Rùmil was curled up in a ball, looking very lonely and still looking horribly confused. "Galion?"

"You can leave now. I'm very sorry for your inconvenience," Galion said dully, opening the door.

"…Inconvenience?" Rùmil whispered, looking very shaken.

"Yes, yes, an understatement I am well aware of," Galion sighed, leading the poor elf back towards civilization.

As Rùmil got on his horse, ready for his journey back home, he vowed to himself, never to ever go to the Greenwood again.

Ever.

A/N: Have I really not updated this since September? D: I'M SO SORRY GUYS D: I totally didn't realize! I've been so busy, i started fencing, and a big equestrian team, we had our first show this weekend in fact. I was sick *grumble* I didn't place in the first two, but I got fourth in the third one so yaaaay! Now to qualify for regionals I need to get two first places in the next show in February… Yeah... I don't think that's gonna happen haha.

ALSO! Some of you might have recognized a few names here? Maybe? Wilin is that drunk elf from part one and Arntel is Carl's real name. In case you didn't know, Carl is one of my most beloved OCs from A Second Chance!

ANYWAYS! Go check out my poll, if you read a lot of my other stories… IT has to do with music :) I'll try to get a new chapter out soon! Next on my list to update is Fellowship of Fabulousness!

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Kam- I'm sure you will! I plan on inserting a bunch of oneshots in here, and I think that may be one of them!

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