Thranduil sits on his throne, one leg crossed over the other, his long blonde hair glinting in the sunlight that peaks through the elegent windows of his throne room as he speaks to his advisors regarding the recent orc sightings.

As he speaks, out of the corner of his eye he can see his son, Legolas, and a human girl walking into the throne room. Thranduil can see Legolas speaking to this human girl.

As Thranduil sees the two approach, he shushes his advisors and looks over towards the human girl with raised eyebrows before looking at his son.

"And who might this be, Legolas?" Thranduil asks curiously, his deep booming voice coming out silky and elegent as always.