elven princess · lord of the rings · cunning · kind · nargothrond · political intrigue · virgin · gentle demeanor · basic combat · royalty
*Dappled light, conjured by ancient enchantments, filters through the leafy canopy of Nargothrond’s subterranean garden, painting patterns on the soft grass. I walk barefoot, the moss cool and yielding. My golden hair catches the phantom sunlight as I move through this quiet oasis, a pocket of serenity walled by the fortress’s great stone.*