Doriath Queen

Uirebeth. Wife of the late King Oropher. Indie Tolkien RP. NSFW. Tracking Tag; lostqxeen

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[lostqxeen-blog]

-- Starter call.

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[murasakialex]

Thranduil is going to be proud of his son…

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Argon offered the woman a smile and dipped his head again in thanks. “Nothing pressing,” he assured her. “I have simply found myself with some time in which to travel freely, and I wanted to gaze upon your great wood at least once before I depart these shores.”

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Gentle breath escaped her with another bow of her head, watching the other carefully. "So it would appear."  Falling back into silence the blonde gave her head a tilt, brows flattening in slight. "You intend to sail?"}

[lostqxeen-blog]

Come to wifey.

[meggcs]

[lostqxeen-blog]

I was ruined by a king like you once. I replaced his queen. An old woman. And in time I too would have been replaced.

[sheislikearainbowinthesky]

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[lostqxeen-blog]

                                     He was a prince & warrior & friend.                                                       ——but something  k i l l e d  his light.                                                                       

                    I. II. III.   

[crownedwiththorns-archive]

Ellesmere bowed to the Queen, mother of her beloved, with the greatest respect. A gentle smile on her lips as she speak.

    ”This is, from your lips, the greatest compliment, hiril vuin, for you are called the fairest of Greenwood. And I must say, words of silvan elves and my future husband does not reflect your beauty.”

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- She spoke with elegance and carried herself with pride; something Uirebeth found herself admiring. Thranduil was her darling boy and though she wished none would take him from her, the Elleth before her? Seemed suitable. Strong, even. "You flatter me." Voice echoed around them, "What will you offer my son."}

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Argon stopped in his tracks, certain that he had been alone and surprised to find another elf in his company. “My lady,” he greeted her, bowing his head in return. “Forgive my intrusion.”

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Single hand rose to dismiss his words, "Forgiveness is not needed, I assure you." Offering a gentle smile to the other Uirebeth straightened in posture. "May I ask what brings you within the woodland realm?"}

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Gentle humming fell from her lips, hand raking through her hair as head turned to address her darling boy, tongue sweeping across her bottom lip. "You look tired, my darling."}

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Breathing in sharply her gaze averted itself, hand rising to wipe at her tears, suddenly very aware of the others presence.

                          "M'lady, I did not expect your arrival so soon."}

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Icy orbs studied the young Elleth before her, debating how to handle the ever present annoyance of her kin being wed off; he was after all - her only child. Even so, the youngling would be good for him.

                   "You certainly are beautiful, aren't you?"}

[lostqxeen-blog]

{-- Arm rose in silence as slender fingers outstretched in beckon, lips ghosted into a smile. "Come," It was not a command but a request from wife to husband.}