Legolas waved a chicken leg at Aragorn. 'If you recall, we didn't know there would be a council. That only happened by chance.
Thank you! Over and over again in this fic, you get little details like that right, which so many fanfic authors get wrong (and I include Peter Jackson as guilty on that particular one!) - the apparently-chance nature of everyone's arrival at Rivendell was so important, and yet it's often overlooked.
Another great Gimli-and-Legolas chapter. I feel so sorry for Aragorn putting up with the two of them: and then this lovely line:
Even now, Gandalf expected to see his tongue peek from the corner of his mouth as he concentrated… and here, in no time at all, was the Man who would be King.
And then you make Aragorn agree to... well, that. You are an Evil Author, you know that, don't you?...