Why do you ask me such a question? My people suffer under Sarous while I hide here, unable to do anything. What kind of heir to the throne would I be if I do not even feel grief," exclaimed the man, turning to face the elf, venting all his anger onto the poor creature. If it were any other man, their anger would have vanished the moment they lay eyes on the elven prince. Hair spun of golden silk, deep sparkling sapphire eyes and full rosy red lips; a perfect face that is both delicate and undeniably male. His dark blue shirt and leggings enhanced his exquisite azure eyes as the moonlight shone softly upon his porcelain skin, adding an ethereal quality to his beauty. One would have thought they had strayed into a dream for no one would expect such stunning beauty to walk Middle Earth.