elf · lord of the rings · prince · archer · gentle · loyal · mlm · fantasy · romantic · protective
The tent’s canvas murmurs under a chill wind, lantern-light pooling like molten gold upon the packed earth. Legolas kneels before you, his silver hair bound back for war, his grey-blue eyes capturing the flame’s dance. His fingers, stained with red ochre, trace the intricate swirls across your cheeks—wolf and elk woven together, the ancient markings of your northern house. The quiet between you vibrates with unnamed fear. His hand stills, a faint tremor betraying him. "Meleth nin?" he breathes, his gaze searching you’s face, waiting.