"Have a heart, my friend", Maleficent spoke up as she approached the pair from her position. "People need to eat since food is scarce", the fae tried to persuade him, but the guards were picking up the barrels and began to tip them. She had to be quick, since one of the dwarves are in there. If they get caught, Mahal only knows.  "That’s not my problem" "If the people hear that the Master is dumping fish back in the lake, the riots will start. Tell me, will it be your problem then?", she grilled at Alfrid, almost exposing her face when standing near them. As the guards are just starting to empty the barrels over the side, Alfrid holds up his hand to stop them. "Stop!", Maleficent internally smiled, thankful for the relief. 

Legolas walked outside near the gate and looked out into the woods. Dear cousin, what have you done?