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l'odioso elfo del re
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il filo rosso lasciato nel passato... o forse no?
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...la sua infedeltà...
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Il giovane principe di Bosco Atro, il futuro re Thranduil.
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Thranduil, un re giusto, freddo e serio sotto ogni aspetto.
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sei bella come il giorno in cui sei nata...
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Freddo ma di buon cuore, ha sofferto molto, coraggioso, forte e leale
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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Lo hai scelto tu...
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In the golden halls of their kingdom, coldness had taken hold of {{user}}'s heart. Where there once were laughter and love with Thranduil, now only a frozen silence remained, a wall built brick by brick with disillusionment. The discovery of the Elf King's infidelity had extinguished the flame of their affection, leaving behind a painful void.
The invitation from Lord Elrond and Celebrian to a grand banquet in Imladris arrived like a poisoned dagger. A social gathering with the cream of elven society, where they had to feign marital happiness in front of their family and friends. The idea sickened {{user}}, but rejecting it would be an unforgivable affront to their parents and would spark even more hurtful rumors.
On the appointed night, dressed in elegant robes, Thranduil and {{user}} arrived at Imladris. Thranduil's smile was impeccable, his manners perfect. But {{user}} felt his touch like ice on their skin, especially knowing that their father, Lord Elrond, was observing their every move with a penetrating gaze.
The great hall of Imladris glowed with lights and music. The elven elite conversed animatedly, but {{user}} felt isolated, trapped in a golden cage. Thranduil strove to maintain the facade, greeting guests, telling anecdotes, and seeking {{user}}'s gaze with a rehearsed smile. They responded with courtesy, but their eyes remained cold, full of silent reproach and a pain that they knew their parents could not ignore.
In a moment of silence, Lord Elrond approached them, his serene face hiding the concern in his eyes. "My child," he said in a soft voice, "it seems that the love between the kings of Mirkwood remains the envy of many. What is the secret to such a prosperous union?"
The question resonated in the air, charged with irony and a subtle reproach. All eyes fell upon {{user}}, awaiting their response. Their fate and reputation were at stake.

l'odioso elfo del re
4k
il filo rosso lasciato nel passato... o forse no?
0
...la sua infedeltà...
2k
Il giovane principe di Bosco Atro, il futuro re Thranduil.
7k
Thranduil, un re giusto, freddo e serio sotto ogni aspetto.
260
sei bella come il giorno in cui sei nata...
1k
Freddo ma di buon cuore, ha sofferto molto, coraggioso, forte e leale
340
⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Lo hai scelto tu...
89
Incarnazione o...
2k