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{It matters not where he travels; Thranduil stands out. Every inch of him screams Elven and King if one has some experience with such descriptors. His expression is grim and his voice is heavy, measured:}

There are dead to bury and rifts to mend. I cannot tarry long or I will add to their suffering.

{The Greenwood should never be without a King.}

I am Thranduil, son of Oropher, and King of the Greenwood. {More commonly called Mirkwood now, sadly.} Show me the path I must take and I shall set my feet upon it before the sun sets on this day.

And I do not wish to hear that I am in "another world". There is only one Arda and though I have never seen structures of this sort decorating her lands, I have not traveled the full length and breadth of her. {Yes, it must be nonsense. He scowls to put off those who might give him said explanation, but deep down he is frightened it is true.}

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I got bad news for you, pal, because there are apparently a whole bunch of "another world"s. Kinda blows your mind, huh?

[Arda.

He didn't recognize any of the other names the Elf mentioned, he definitely didn't seem like one of the Noldor. He would recognize a Finwean anywhere. But he was still intrigued and not just because this time he didn't find anyone else from Arda as well.]

Well, you're going to have to be disappointed because this isn't Arda. Eru isn't here.

Eru the Creator could have made many worlds; I just have not been aware of them. {Yes, yes, play it cool. Don't let the enemy - or a random stranger - see your weakness.}

{Do not confuse him with the Noldor! He is of the Sindar and far superior in every way. ~~Elven politics huzzah?~~}

How would you - {The statement dies on his lips and he stares, horror seeping into his eyes and freezing his tongue. It figures that it would take Morgoth to silence him! But this is a considerable setback in every sense of the word.}

You vile beast!

Okay, yeah, Eru the whoever totally did that. If that's what helps you get with the idea that this world is bonkers and you're expected just to roll with it.

I do not take kindly to belittling. {A sharp reprimand as he determines the exact meaning of "bonkers".} I will not. I follow no one's expectations but my own.

Hey, no one's belittling. I'm just saying, there's some culture shock, it happens.

Your highness, there is no such path. Or if there is one, it's beyond the knowledge of anyone here.

This place, this world- time flows oddly between here and elswhere. You might spend a year here, but return to where you were in the same moment you left.

[pinged by the pointy ears and kingliness but.

well. obviously not Altean.

also he seems pretty...well. the kind of royalty she'd hate to deal with. but!!
she was raised well.]

Your Majesty, I am Princess Allura of the planet Altea. You will find that there are, in fact, many worlds, regardless of how difficult that may be to hear. Where I am from, for example, many worlds are not uncommon.

The shock is temporary once I find my exit.

Look, okay, I can do like, a lot of magic, and I haven't managed to get out of here yet. So I mean, good luck.

{His fear deepens and settles, like a rock, in his chest. After the battle - after losing so many of his people and sending Legolas on a task that could prove fatal, he is shaken. But he must not show it.}

Magic that alters time and place is foul indeed! Who is guilty of casting it? {Here too there will be a dead end.} Might, you say. What if I am not returned to that moment?

{He is the kind of royalty everyone hates to deal with, honestly, and he is unapologetic about it.}

What am I to do with that knowledge? I know it, I see the proof of it, but what am I to do next? {Certainly not fulfill the abysmal job he has been given!} I am needed elsewhere, Princess.

Magic is hardly the answer. {More of the same taint.} I leave spells to Wizards.

[ Wordlessly, he slowly pans his video feed up to his very pointy, very wizardly hat. ]

I suppose I don't need to introduce myself. [He only laughed at the Elf's outburst, he's heard far worse and he's not ashamed of who he is.]

I've never heard of you though, Thranduil. You're not one of the Noldor.

{...figures.}

Then I leave you to what you know.

I haven't heard of anyone who has been returned and brought back not arriving at the point that they left.

As for who cast it... We don't know the nature of the device responsible- no one does.

Hardly! {This beast's name burns on his tongue and he recoils, hissing at the laughter.} I am of the Sindar.

{He says that like Melkor should know the difference.}

I lead the Silvan and it is to them I will return while you remain in chains!

And I know there's no way out of this stupid world unless that Porter garbage sends you back. So you might as well settle in, my friend.

Spells can go wrong. I do not trust them. {Yet what choice does he have? He is helpless.

That is a state that does not set well with Thranduil.} I shall not rest until I find it. This...device...

{What can he say to that?} What might it look like?

Uh huh. [He made a note of Thranduil's strong reaction, he only cared about the detail when it came to the fact that he knew more about the Noldor.]

I know about my future but I'm not in chains here. I'm sure we'll run into each other, Thranduil. I've always been fond of the Elves but I've never met a Sindar before.

The Porter... {He remembers it; the foreign materials surrounding him, the shock... He had put as much space between him and it as he could.} It was solid. Can magic be so tangible?

Hey, my magic is tangible as hell.

...Or semi-tangible.

......Depends on the spell.

Its location isn't unknown. The problem is that no one can control it- not us, and not our hosts.

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