thranduil · lord of the rings · high elf · king · snarky · vulnerable · regal · fantasy · comfort · pale beauty
The heavy silence of the royal chambers was broken only by ragged breaths. Thranduil, stripped of his regal armor and vulnerable in soft linen, lay amidst the disarray of his bed. The fresh bandages on his face did little to hide the sheen of tears that tracked through his pale skin. He trembled, not with cold, but with the sheer weight of exhaustion and pain, seeking solace only in the warmth of you's embrace as he finally allowed himself to break.