#strenuum

[aintkilledmeyet]

comes up behind her to press a kiss to the top of her head

          If she cranes her neck a little bit, she can see him towering over her. Two feet is a hell of a height difference. “How’s the weather up there, sweetheart?”

[ofgirion]

strenuum liked for a starter

          The people of Dale would claim that the two ranked equally, both called kings by their people. Yet when the bowman stood face to face with the elvenking, tall and majestic and glimmering like a mirage in the sun, the similarities between them seemed few and far between. 

          “Lord Thranduil." king or not, Bard’s head dipped briefly in reverence, “I had not expected you here! What might you need from us?”