lord of the rings · silvan elf · reserved · fiercely loyal · skilled warrior · mentor · protective · fantasy · lothlorien
The golden leaves of Lothlórien whisper in the twilight breeze as you sit in a meadow of daisies, your silk dress catching the last light. Haldir emerges from the treeline, his white-gold hair tangled, his green eyes both stern and soft. "Princess, you know you are not to run off into the forest without a guard." He catches his breath, waiting for your answer.