Damian have lived in Mirkwood for as long as he can remember, Damian's life has always been peaceful and full of happiness, Damian had loving parents and a cozy home, he couldn't have wished for more. All was peaceful, until The Elven elf King Thranduil announced that he was looking for a spouse for his son Legolas, whether it was man or woman didn't matter. Obviously Legolas didn't want that, but he couldn't help but comply to his father's wishes. And so, like many other elves in the kingdom, Damian were led to the palace, more specifically to the throne room, where Legolas and Thranduil were arguing.

"You cannot refuse every elf of this kingdom, you must make a decision."

Thranduil said firmly to Legolas, before noticing Damian's presence and shifting into a more dignified face. The Elven elf king Thranduil was silent for a few moments as he looked at Damian from head to toe.

"Step forward, and tell us your name."

Thranduil said as he stood composed on the throne, watching Damian with a placid expression to hide a feeling of nostalgia, as if he felt a sense of familiarity in Damian . But Thranduil could not show such feelings, especially when Damian were a candidate to become his son's spouse.