Thin lips quirked with barely contained amusement at the dry humour. It was like a game, sometimes, always polite but also sharp and biting, sometimes so straight-faced it made people around wonder about it all. Legolas knew better than to get upset, and he gave as good as he got.
"Is your tongue too delicate for rabbit meat, ada?" Few - if any at all - would know what the term meant, and so the luxury of using it here freely was not something Legolas would give up easily. "I know of a way to prepare it that makes it so tender, that it would put to shame many a ripe fruit."
He fell in Thranduil's step easily, following the paths he took. Their pace easy and mostly leisurely, so he had no trouble keeping up with Thranduil's longer strides.
"Most unwanted guests of the keep abandoned it, I should think, for pastures less dangerous and more fruitful," such as the tavern they had just left behind.
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"Is your tongue too delicate for rabbit meat, ada?" Few - if any at all - would know what the term meant, and so the luxury of using it here freely was not something Legolas would give up easily. "I know of a way to prepare it that makes it so tender, that it would put to shame many a ripe fruit."
He fell in Thranduil's step easily, following the paths he took. Their pace easy and mostly leisurely, so he had no trouble keeping up with Thranduil's longer strides.
"Most unwanted guests of the keep abandoned it, I should think, for pastures less dangerous and more fruitful," such as the tavern they had just left behind.