47. Popcorn
Long fingers lifted the white nugget to his lips, and he smiled as the tease of melted butter enhanced the subtle flavor. He wondered if the Noldoran cooks in Aman had ever figured out what other, amazing things could be done with kernels of corn; or if Legolas even now might be sharing in such a treat.
Long gone were the days of singing and dancing beneath the stars. The world of Men had grown, aged, encroached, trespassed and finally overrun his realm; and he had been forced to disguise his different nature and begin to move among them as one of them.
It was the hardest thing he'd ever done.
He'd done well, however. Treasure he had amassed that hadn't been spent on clothing, housing and providing for his people before their departure later went to purchase privacy, adequate unquestioning servants, and interest in endeavors that did not violate his sensibilities.
And now, finally home from a long day watching over the enterprises that cared for the land he still considered home and ready to relax, Thranduil flicked on the TV and settled down with his popcorn and the remote control.
Maybe a movie, or a good nature documentary?
Long gone were the days of singing and dancing beneath the stars. The world of Men had grown, aged, encroached, trespassed and finally overrun his realm; and he had been forced to disguise his different nature and begin to move among them as one of them.
It was the hardest thing he'd ever done.
He'd done well, however. Treasure he had amassed that hadn't been spent on clothing, housing and providing for his people before their departure later went to purchase privacy, adequate unquestioning servants, and interest in endeavors that did not violate his sensibilities.
And now, finally home from a long day watching over the enterprises that cared for the land he still considered home and ready to relax, Thranduil flicked on the TV and settled down with his popcorn and the remote control.
Maybe a movie, or a good nature documentary?
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