Lee Pace As Thranduil Novels & Stories

The elflord in the green tunic bowed low, "I am Thalanil Gildan, leader of the village of Imnenora. Please, let me show you what has been done." For the rest of the visit, Thalanil Gildran accompanied Lorcan and Niamh through his village. Here, the rejuvenation was harder to see. The trees themselves needed more care, and at the King's command, Boru made a note to send the elven treekeepers to come and sing healing songs and apply healing water to the trees. The villagers were much quieter than the others Niamh had seen. Boru explained this village had less travelers pass through and seemed to like keeping to themselves. Whether that was true or not, Niamh was becoming uncomfortable with the

, Raksha grouse. Lord Galadriel paced tho and fro for a while. Restlessness dwelt on him. He never thought he'd have to worry so much about a person. He never thought he'd have to be so troubled. "This cannot be happening", he grumped. "This... Not now", he paused and ran his fingers into his hair, dishevelling it.

Everyone is carrying a piece of magic, and the Duke is moving through them like a wolf in a flock of sheep. ‘You think he’s weaving a spell?’ Thade asks, his voice soft. I rest my arms on the balcony overlooking the dancers as they take up their places. I pick out Valerius, watching as he bows politely to Lady Pera. In the same way that Thade’s wolf seems to crackle beneath his skin with a blue light, Lady Pera’s skin seems to have a tone of green shimmering beneath. I watch, fascinated as Valerius takes her hand and holds her hip in a courtly hold, ready to dance.