the daughters of kings run feral through the forest ( closed )

[elegiaque]

WHO: Thranduil & Gwenaëlle.
WHAT: Everything's fine, probably, nothing really happened while he was gone.
WHEN: Shortly after Thranduil returns from various missions.
WHERE: The Gallows.
NOTES: Just that gif of walking into fire with pizza.

Thranduil's quarters are not entirely as he left them.

For one thing, they don't appear to be just his any longer: in addition to herself and her effects, Gwenaëlle has brought with her from Hightown the sofa that Hardie sleeps on, set against the wall; there's a full length mirror where there wasn't before, and a few pieces of storage furniture that weren't either, entirely recognisable in origin. Fastidiously neat as she is, there's not a thing out of place, just...more things, though she's spared him the birds.

(They live in Casimir's office, now, where it's quiet enough they won't bother anyone excessively.)

More things, and: Gwenaëlle, occupying his side of the bed, sat up with her reading glasses perched on her nose and a writing tray in her lap, lamp burning beside her and Leviathan optimistically circling the end of the bed like she might change her mind about who's sleeping where this evening. (She will not, and sooner or later, Hardie will be wearing a nug hat.) She's frowning when the door opens, Yva having been dismissed earlier and not expecting anyone else to be opening that door, and,

“I can explain.”

And who says marriage kills the romance.