The mountain tops where crested with snow and ice slowly drifting down to meet the kingdom below. A chilling wind blew by as the large elven male looked out his balcony freezing a the tips of his wet hair. His crown rested upon his head gently pushing his hair down smoothly. It was truly special to see the snow from the mountains fall down and rest atop his kingdom grounds. The crunching of snow beneath his people's feet was like a harmony to the symphony of natures noise. As his guard stepped in preparing for the morning orders Thranduil sipped a warm mug of tea. "Bring Caerthynna and DreamStalker here. I wish to speak with her. "