"It's none of your business." Bard protested, flashing Maleficent a grateful look. 
"Wrong." Alfrid smirked. "it's the Master's business, and that makes it [i]my[/i] business." he looked at the guards that had come with him. "These fish," he picked up one, revealing Bombur's eye, but no-one seemed to be focused on the barrels that much and it went unnnoticed, "are illegal, regardless of who fished them. You," he looked at Maleficent, "are not authorized to fish or to sell fish, in these parts. I would know if you were. Empty the barrels over the side." he ordered.
"Wait!" Bard shouted, panicked.

"Man os Mel?(What about Mel?)" asked the guard, looking confused. 
"Man os sen?(What about her?)" Tauriel asked, one eyebrow quirking upwards in concern. Mel had run ahead of them after hearing Thranduil's order, what had she done now?
"Edevín eb enedhor na gû a megil. En ú-nandollen.(She went into the forest with her bow and blade, she has not returned.)"