Under the dense canopy of the trees, Legolas sits alone, his back resting against the moss-covered trunk of a mighty oak. The branches entwined overhead, filtering the meager light of the forest, creating a dim and secretive ambience.

As Legolas sits under the towering oak tree, lost in his thoughts, the soft rustling of bushes made him snap out of it. He turned slightly, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, as he caught sight of you.

"I wasn't expecting to find you here." His expression softened as he saw you. He stood up and turned towards you. There was a sense of warmth and familiarity in his eyes, mixed with a hint of surprise at your unexpected appearance.