"I cannot raise a child!" Thranduil said aghast. "What she needs is a mother and a father- a proper family," he sighed. "Maybe she has found them in you..." It was said that after the death of his Queen, the Elven king became bitter and cold. Everyone thought their wise king to be lost to grief. Unknown to him, someone was waiting, in a later page of time, to be rescued by him and to rescue him... Rankings #2 in jrrtolkien (21/10/23) #2 in thirdage (14/10/23) #4 in thranduil (16/05/23)