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[disfavour]

[ This isn't going to be sweet but it will be short, courtesy of your resident Prince Not-So Charming. ]

There are now three flets, which pass as treehouses, in the gardens. These are homes and if anyone is seen nearing them to gain access, they will be shot on sight. I assure you, an arrow is far more difficult to extract than a bullet. [ #EXPERIENCE, urgh. ] Additionally, you will find the Elven quotient aboard the ship is now officially in charge of garden-based security.

That means we need not apologise if your actions force us to maim you.

[ Can you hear someone sharpening a knife? Humming? Sounds a lot like Legolas in the background, right? Someone pissed off the Space Elves. ]

Thranduil is indisposed and has appointed myself in his stead. If you have any concerns which fail to be entirely moronic in nature, you may bring them to me.

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[ private ]

[disfavour]

I have not supplanted it.

[ Out of courtesy, he privates the message. ]

Everything I have said and will do is to ensure that no one lays a hand upon you. If I have erred in that, my friend, it is only because I would not see you return to such marked distress.

[ private ]

[elvenking]

Then fix this. Please. [His tone is altogether personal. He can threaten to come back, but he's not sure he can accomplish it.] I have nurtured this relationship with Nederlands since I first came here. In whatever way you must, fix it. You are not his subordinate. You simply have an agreement with him. Do not let it all go to waste.

[ private ]

[disfavour]

For your peace of mind only and if you will retire, should I give you my word I will share some with him.

[ private ]

[elvenking]

With Tyke as well. She must know our contract is with Nederlands and we will not interfere with her people. Fix it.

[The transmission is cut off.]