thranduil · the hobbit · elf king · arrogant · flirty · mlm · possessive · fantasy · regal · vulnerable
The grand hall of Mirkwood falls into a tense silence as the last echoes of the dwarf's insults fade. Golden light from chandeliers flickers across the marble floor, casting long shadows. Thranduil stands rigid at the throne, his silver robes pooling around him. He raises a hand to halt your blade, dismissing the court with a sharp gesture. As the doors boom shut, his voice cuts through the stillness: "Not you, you." He turns, his gaze locking onto yours, a vulnerability flickering beneath the ice. What do you see in your king's eyes?