Mar 18, 2016
@slumberingqven liked for a starter.
his father had been COLD as of late, and the young prince did not understand why. had he done something wrong? and so he sought out his dear mother, his footsteps silent as he wandered the halls of his homeland. “naneth.” he greets her in a soft tone, joining her outside on the overlook of mirkwood. he’s had no time to remove his bow, and quiver, he had only arrived home a few minutes ago with tauriel at his side. “ada has been acting strange, what have i done to disappoint him?”
