{He carries with him containers large enough to suit Mingjue's needs for some time yet. The hotel is a good choice and, after navigating the halls, Thranduil knocks on the door. He is attired in a simple robe of green and his hair has been braided back so it won't interfere with his work. His hands too are bare, for once. His usual rings wouldn't feel nice against scarred skin.}
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