And so I'm offering this simple phrase

[woodking]

Who: Thranduil and you...?
What: Bitty Thranduil is loose! Possible Kissmas shenanigans, but if so innocent kisses only, cheek etc
When: Dec 4-Dec 11
Where: Castle, grounds, etc
Rating: Should stay G

1) Hello there Castle, you have a new resident. Or do you? There's a tiny fair-haired child exploring the corridors, anyway, and wondering quite how he happened to get here. Hopefully there aren't any poinsettias too close.

2)The blonde figure is tiny enough, but still shouldn't be light enough to stand on top of the snow. And yet they are, that's exactly what they're doing, standing light and skimming across the surface like a bird. His (though it'd be hard to know from looking at him, with his long hair falling past his shoulders) nose and the tips of his ears are slightly red, and his cheeks rosy, but he doesn't exactly seem to be dressed for the weather. Of course, he's much more interested in exploring the gardens than coming inside.

3) Nobody told him that the forest wasn't the safest place for a child, it seems, or if he was told he didn't listen. So now he's out in it, up a tree and watching birds or trying to find rabbits or deer. It's strange that none of the animals or the trees here talk, isn't it? Though trees always did have slow, quiet voices, and they could be difficult to hear.

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[woodking]

"... The King who lives in Menegroth. King Graymantle." He blinks several times at the name, and looks like he wants to be a little suspicious, but is too confused for it to take.

"Is that in Doriath?"

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Legolas froze briefly, wondering if he'd heard that right. It wasn't uncommon for people from different times to arrive but Doriath. Thingol. This was so much farther in the past than he'd ever expected to see anyone.

He tried to hide the shock though, for the elfling.

"We are very far from Doriath, I fear. And I do not know the way back."

[woodking]

"Did you take me to Nargathrond?" He sounds out the name a little slowly, as if he's not entirely familiar with it. In his defense, it was rarely enough mentioned at home, even if it was more than nearly any other outside kingdom. He is beginning to look slightly wary. The other seemed too surprised at everything, it wasn't right.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

"No, little one. We are not in Nargathrond either." Places that didn't exist anymore and Legolas really wasn't sure how to even try approaching that subject. So clearly the best answer was to not go near it if her could help it.

"We are very far from any place either of us know, I fear. I promise though, you will get home in time."

[woodking]

His look becomes dark and suspicious, and after a moment he turned and ran. He was faster than he looked, but then he was an elf, and they often were.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

He couldn't leave a child running about the castle on his own, especially not an elf child. The castle was always showing how unpredictable it could be; he, Galadriel and his father had learned that on more than one occasion. Leaving an elfling to that was against all his better judgement.

So, of course, he ran after him. The child was fast but he was as well. And he had longer legs.