Thranduil is not exactly something you would assume to find in a castle (it was more of a palace, really) either, but something about his manner, more than his dress, made it work. He turned to examine the stranger, who was almost as tall as he was, had hair much longer than his, and... was not of a race he recognized.

"Yes. What of you? For if you are from Arda, you are of a kin which I am unfamiliar with."