Nemesis HQ

A slight whisper penetrates Sidia's thoughts.

This is a trained assassin. I don't know if you can see them, but there are two others close behind, in hiding. Do not fight, but do not run unless I tell you. Stay very close to me.

Fate raises his gloved hands in submission.

"We come here on business terms alone. We just want to talk."

Prison

"I think two or three. Not sure."

Chance ducks back into the shadows, and comes back with a plate of salad and several sandwiches.

"Here you go."

He slides the plate through a small opening between the cell floor and bars.

Prison Camp

"Very well. You will be escorted back to your tent to prepare."

With that, a team of soldiers takes Legolas back to his tent, with sober looks upon their faces. It had not been a good day for anyone.