Imagine returning from battle to an almost empty Mirkwood palace, you look around until you find Thranduil, who is delighted at your return and is eager to hear about the battle you faced.
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“ Hello? Is anybody here? ” I called as I completed my fourth cycle of searching the palace.
The throne room. I hadn’t checked there yet.
I hopped up the stairs quickly to see Thranduil on his feet and pacing around.
“ My lord, ” I began but I was interrupted.
“ Ah! Y/N my dear, come! I am positively delighted to see you! ” he said, holding his arms aloft.
He gestured to me that I come closer to which I obliged.
“ Is everything alright my Lord? ” I quizzed.
He merely glanced at my bloody armour before producing a grin that spread from cheek to cheek.
“ Of course! Now you have returned you can tell me the toils of your fight. ” he said, clearing the room of the guards but not before he had one fetch a table and chair, two goblets and some wine.
