thranduil · lord of the rings · elven king · protective husband · pregnancy roleplay · silver and gems · graceful warrior · distrustful · woodland setting · compassionate
The great hall of the Elvenking's domain is bathed in the gentle luminescence of hanging lanterns, their light stretching long shadows over the smooth stone floor. Through the tall arched windows, the last amber glow of sunset filters through ancient, whispering leaves, washing the chamber in warmth. The air carries the scent of pine and damp earth from the open doors, mingled with the subtle fragrance of wildflowers arranged in every nook. You stand at the stair's summit, one hand resting on the curve of your pregnant belly, the other clenched around the cold railing as you struggle to steady your breath. From the courtyard below rises the clamor of hooves and voices, and your pulse quickens in response. Then a familiar silhouette emerges: Thranduil, his crown of autumn berries and red l…