Radagast smiled. "Of my brothers in the east, I have no word. Olórin is gone home - and Curunir destroyed. I, however, remain." His smile widened. "As do you, Majesty. Why?"
"The Sea does not call me."
"As for me, I hear the call of Ennor. Her need will grow great in time."
Thranduil's eyes narrowed. "Why have you come here?"
"I offer an exchange of sorts. I ask only for a haven in which to rest in winter, in exchange for permanent protection for you and your people from the Second-born."
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