Legolas' footsteps could be heard as they echoed down the hall to his father's chambers. He nodded at the guards as he entered, "Ada." His father stood looking out upon the forest from his balcony, "Yes, my son." He turned his head slightly to listen, "The council has arrived. They wish to begin immediately." Thranduil turned, his robe bellowing out behind him as he walked back into the room, "Take them to the Great Hall, I will be there shortly." He didn't bother telling Legolas that he was already aware of their company's arrival. Lady Galadriel had made herself welcome into his mind. Apparently something of great importance had arisen of which she needed to speak to him privately, after the meeting. Sighing at the arguments to come, he made his way to the Great Hall himself.

Lord Elrond was already sitting at the table while Galadriel was standing and talking to Legolas. Further down the table was Haldir, Lindor and Cervil talking quietly amongst themselves. At the guard's announcement that he had arrived they all bowed and took their seats. Elrond spoke first, "The spider situation here is only growing and fast. How do you plan on taking care of it before they branch out into the other realms?" Thranduil nodded, "It is true that their numbers have grown. The reason as to why is still a mystery. I have summoned you here to help me think of ways to prevent their expansion towards the outer reaches of Mirkwood." The next several hours were full of stratagem and talk of war due to the appearance of new orcs roaming around. Within in due time, a plan had been devised and dinner was ready to enjoy.

Dinner itself was full of ellon and elleth from council's realms. A young elleth had managed to get a seat quite close to Thranduil. She was trying with all her might to get him to notice her. He decided to engage her in conversation, although it would never go further. She was beautiful, as were all elves. The dress she wore was of a crimson shade and made her pale figure almost seem to glow. Her raven black hair fell softly upon her shoulders. Galadriel noticed the interaction between the young one and the king. She smiled inwardly at what she had to talk about, the mirror had already shown her what was to come if he acts upon the news. His whole world was about to be turned upside down. The elleth smiled and blushed as the King complimented her on her appearance. "Do my words please you so?" she nodded unable to speak. Smirking he looked up to examine the room. Galadriel had been watching and looked down at her plate. Legolas had a group around him, no doubt he would decline them all. His son was very particular. After the feast he walked the halls thinking over the day's events.

"Thranduil, Á tulë sinomë. I'm in the inner gardens." Lady Galadriel called to him.

He was used to giving orders, not receiving them but he made his way there. The moonlight was bright this evening, casting a few rays down the hall as he neared the exist. The flowers shone bright, winter was approaching and they were clinging to life as long as they could. Galadriel stood tall next to a twisting Birchwood, in her hand a silver pitcher. She turned her head to look at him, "Would you look into the mirror?" She slowly walked over to it and poured the water in slowly, "It has something it wants to show you." Thranduil was hesitant, he had heard of the powers of the mirror and what it could show. Something pulled him in to look over the edge of the bowl, moonlight shone into it causing his reflection to be intense. Just before he removed his gaze from the clear water, it began to ripple.

It was cloudy at first but soon the image of Mirkwood appeared, it was near the entryway. It zoomed forward, a lone human female was walking hesitantly deeper into the forest. "Where am I," rang clearly in his head as did a slight weeping noise. She was frightened, not just at the woods that closed in on her, but something else. The mirror grew foggy and showed another place, the same human sat at a table during a gathering, but she was all alone. The others were dancing the night away as she sat with enormous pain in her eyes. She was of a bigger size than the others, but it was no reason to cry at a party. He thought to himself. The mirror then flashed back within the woods, closing in on her eyes. They were of a deep hazel color and clouded in fear that was almost palpable thru the mirror.

The mirror went blank and the force that had brought him close was gone and he flew backward a few steps. He gasped at the fear that he could almost feel. Looking at Galadriel with confusion, "Why does the mirror trouble me with the plight of a mortal female." Galadriel waved her arm towards the heavens, "She isn't of this world Thranduil, she is of another. She must have crossed several stars to be here. Confused and frightened, she has been lost in the outer realms of Mirkwood for almost a fortnight." She turned and began to walk inside, "It shows her to you because she's part of your future. It's all up to you my Lord Thranduil. Will you let this human of another world die in fear or will you save her from it?" With that he was left alone. Annoyed with her last words he made his way to his own bedchambers. He needed sleep to comprehend what was happening.

Ada= Father

Ellon= male elves

Elleth= female elves

Á tulë sinomë= Come here