Thranduil Greenleaf, the Elvenking, your husband, you were the Elvenqueen and the mother of Legolas Greenleaf. You and Thranduil, even after knowing yourself for centuries and decades, still love eachothers, even more and more everyday.

Right now there was a party in a bar not far from the palace, where dwarfs, elves etc, were there, you and Thranduil were at a table, not alone, there was some dwarfs and your son Legolas speaking.

The bar was only by people that you and Thranduil know about, no strangers or anything, Thranduil was holding your second son on his lap who was only 4 months old, little baby boy named Celvil.

Thranduil was playing with Celvil and Celvil was giggling, squealing, smiling, Legolas was sometime looking, it was just too cute and everyone kept talking as you watch your husband playing with your son.