**I've got my first comment!!Yeah!!!Thanks Purple elf,I'm worshipping U!
I know that nothing is happened,but twas only the beginning...I'm italian,anyway -_°!**
Elrond was shocked.
That wonderful,marvellous creature was truly the Lord of Mikwood,Thranduil the Icy?
He wasn't icy,on the contrary:he was the sun,which was shining with all his bright rays.
His hair was flying slowly in the gentle breeze,golden waves which shattered against the clouds in the sky,like marine froth and sand in the sea;his eyes were of a slender light blue,where appeared a vague silver reflection.
The pleasant pale skin seemed soft and light like a petal of rose.
Thranduil smiled again.
Glorfindel gave to Elrond a strange look;his master was staring at his royal guest with open mouth.
"Er..."the king of Imladris recovered from his trance,ready to welcome the object of his attention.
"It's a honour to have you here,gentle sire."Elrond smiled to Thranduil "I give you my welcome to my kingdom.
Today I'm your proud host."
Thranduil bowed his head:"It's a honour for me,too."
Elrond nodded,then called Glorfindel:"Glorfindel" he sayed "My good friend.Please,show to our guests their rooms."
Glorfindel smiled and left with the elven team,while Thranduil remained with the other King.
"Well.."Elrond started to talk "Follow me to my study,I'll offer you a bottle of my favourite excellent wine."
***later in the study...
"Do you like it?"the dark haired elf asked to the blonde one "It's my favourite one."
Thranduil sipped the dark red wine in his crystal glass,before answering:"It's good."another sip "Very good."
An only short phrase"I'm glad you like it."
And then the silence.
The beautiful blonde elf pretended to study the decorations on his glass,while the handsome dark elf looked out of the window.
Finally,his look runned on the empty glass of his guest;he was going to take the bottle on the small table,when his hand met another one.
Immediately,Thranduil withdrew his own hand,a light blush on his fair face.
"Here..."Elrond poured the wine into the blond elf's glass with hesitating hands.
"I..."Thranduil lowered his face,turning the glass between his fingers.
"Yes?"the other elf lord asked politely.
"I'm a bit tired."
"I see."Elrond laughed softly "You MUST be tired,after your long journey."then he raised from his chair,giving Thranduil a hand.
"Come.I'm showing you your rooms."
The King of Mirkwood accepted it and followed his host into the corridors.
**I'm so tiiired!I know that the chapter is short,but it's a great exploit to write in English,for me...
Well,this time I'm very pleased with the Thranduil's descrition...hope U like it!
Let me know what do U think!
Drea**§
I know that nothing is happened,but twas only the beginning...I'm italian,anyway -_°!**
Elrond was shocked.
That wonderful,marvellous creature was truly the Lord of Mikwood,Thranduil the Icy?
He wasn't icy,on the contrary:he was the sun,which was shining with all his bright rays.
His hair was flying slowly in the gentle breeze,golden waves which shattered against the clouds in the sky,like marine froth and sand in the sea;his eyes were of a slender light blue,where appeared a vague silver reflection.
The pleasant pale skin seemed soft and light like a petal of rose.
Thranduil smiled again.
Glorfindel gave to Elrond a strange look;his master was staring at his royal guest with open mouth.
"Er..."the king of Imladris recovered from his trance,ready to welcome the object of his attention.
"It's a honour to have you here,gentle sire."Elrond smiled to Thranduil "I give you my welcome to my kingdom.
Today I'm your proud host."
Thranduil bowed his head:"It's a honour for me,too."
Elrond nodded,then called Glorfindel:"Glorfindel" he sayed "My good friend.Please,show to our guests their rooms."
Glorfindel smiled and left with the elven team,while Thranduil remained with the other King.
"Well.."Elrond started to talk "Follow me to my study,I'll offer you a bottle of my favourite excellent wine."
***later in the study...
"Do you like it?"the dark haired elf asked to the blonde one "It's my favourite one."
Thranduil sipped the dark red wine in his crystal glass,before answering:"It's good."another sip "Very good."
An only short phrase"I'm glad you like it."
And then the silence.
The beautiful blonde elf pretended to study the decorations on his glass,while the handsome dark elf looked out of the window.
Finally,his look runned on the empty glass of his guest;he was going to take the bottle on the small table,when his hand met another one.
Immediately,Thranduil withdrew his own hand,a light blush on his fair face.
"Here..."Elrond poured the wine into the blond elf's glass with hesitating hands.
"I..."Thranduil lowered his face,turning the glass between his fingers.
"Yes?"the other elf lord asked politely.
"I'm a bit tired."
"I see."Elrond laughed softly "You MUST be tired,after your long journey."then he raised from his chair,giving Thranduil a hand.
"Come.I'm showing you your rooms."
The King of Mirkwood accepted it and followed his host into the corridors.
**I'm so tiiired!I know that the chapter is short,but it's a great exploit to write in English,for me...
Well,this time I'm very pleased with the Thranduil's descrition...hope U like it!
Let me know what do U think!
Drea**§