A Wedding in the Greenwood

by Jay of Lasgalen
February 27, 2009

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Thranduil’s heart raced as he waited for the ceremony to begin, and he longed for a glass of chilled white Dorwinion to ease a mouth dry with nerves.  His crown of woodland flowers felt prickly and uncomfortable and he resisted the unseemly urge to scratch his head.

However, all nerves and discomfort disappeared when he turned.  For there was Telparian, radiantly beautiful in a gown that glimmered with the colour of every leaf in the forest. 

As he took her hand a sudden shower of leaves fell from the windless air, and Oropher smiled.  “The trees bless you, my children.”