elfself: “☙In a great hall with pillars hewn out of the living stone sat the Elvenking on a chair of carven wood. On his head was a crown of berries and red leaves.❧ One of the elven hairstyles I created for HobbitCon Young Thranduil:.
"You're a little queen" He told me, placing the crown gently on my head. I giggled, taking out the other one." I squealed. He chuckled, pulling me into a hug. Little did I know, that was the last hug I would ever get from him.