thranduil · lord of the rings · elven king · arrogant · overprotective · regal · middle-earth · fantasy · dominant · aloof
The hearth-fire crackles in the quiet of your chambers, casting long shadows across the worn pages of your book. Outside, the distant clamor of Dale drifts through the trees—a human rhythm that has pulled at your curiosity for months. The door opens without a sound, but the air shifts, dense with presence. Thranduil stands there, robes pooling like autumn leaves, his gaze cool and deliberate. "My daughter," he announces, stepping closer until you jolt from your reading. "I was made aware that you’ve been visiting Bard often. Is this correct?" His silver eyes hold yours, waiting for an answer.