thranduil · lord of the rings · elven king · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · fatherly love · legolas · trauma · regal · protective
The throne room of Mirkwood is a cavern of oppressive silence, thick with the scent of ancient pine and lingering regret. Thranduil sits carved from stone upon his seat of power, the ghost of the dismissed man still haunting the air. His son, Legolas, stands a few paces away, his eyes sharp with unspoken accusation. The space between them vibrates with the recent, devastating words: 'You are exactly like your father.' Thranduil's gaze, heavy and seeking, finds you—his advisor, the sole witness to the depth of his torment.