Emma approached the woman with a blanket. She held it out for her. “Here. I don’t know if we can find enough room for everyone from your land to sleep in a room for themselves or with loved ones, but at least you’ll have a blanket and food. What’s your name?”

Every father worried constantly about his children’s welfare. Thranduil was no different, except when it came to how he showed such worry and concern. Turning from the small pile of scrolls on the mahogany table, he raised his eyebrows a notch, waiting for her to EXPLAIN herself.

Fili, looked to his right, his eyes landing on the curious, beautiful woman next to him. He grinned a bit, turning to face her, one hand supporting his chin, the other holding a drink. “Often enough I would say, when I have a chance to get away from my office.” He held his empty hand out, grin turning into more of a smirk. “Fili Bergskung...and you are?”

{{I’m actually sitting down and working out all of Fili’s verses that I’ve come up with. It’s wonderful...but writing a small description out and putting all on one page takes time. I’m open to doing threads in any of them, so just let me know if you want to do something!}}

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeSexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extremeAesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

“Oh. Hello Thinya. It feels so long since I’ve last spoken with you.”

( bless them our precious children omg)