Oropher waited by the front door, nodding to a servant to open it when he heard he knock.
The first thing Oropher noticed was how tired and frail the child looked. Darker circles under those red rimmed blue eyes told the king Legolas probably cried himself to sleep, and he couldn’t blame the child.
“Berliond.” The king gave a nod. “It is good to see you, though I wish it was under different circumstances.” He said to the elf and then turned his attention back to his grandson. “It is good to see you too...are you hungry?”
The twins got out of the carriage, looking around at the new land they were in. When Cirdan came out the twins went behind Elrond’s legs, gripping his leggings as the peeked out to look at the new elf.
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