[Carnëiach]

The wind sprite watched yet another of Dykorias maddening acts of arrogance but if shed had teeth she would have ground them together.

As the group came through the doors they bowed in front of Thranduil, who rose respectfully to meet them, which surprised Hreeza; who was the ruler here, him or them? The king was staring at Arawil with an odd look on his face, as if he was seeing something he couldnt quite believe.
"Well this is quite an honour-" He muttered, then stopped, remembering his status and that of the group, even the two maia. "What brings you travellers to the Palace of Thranduil in Mirkwood, seeking even an audience with myself?" His voice was more stately now, although he was still looking hard at Arawil. She looked back at him, meeting his deep brown eyes with her startlingly pale ones. "We seek to get supplies for a journey to Cirith Ungol to finally rid Arda of Shelob, spawn of Ungoliant. This is Laegulien, one of the noble maia, this Dykoria and Anroth, rangers, Minytalion and Viviana, travellers in the forest. And I am Arawil, the one you know as spiders bane."
Thranduils eyebrows shot up and he walked towards Arawil. He looked at her face once again, the translucent skin, pale icy eyes, the cold nobility. He nodded to her again, taking her hand and raising it to his forehead. "An honour indeed to have two maia staying, especially as high as the Spiders Bane and legend, Arawil." Here Arawil shot a satisfyed glance in the direction of Viviana. Hreeza smiled, shifting through Arawils fingers; this king had believed Arawils identity, hopefully he would swallow having an elemental there as well. Thranduil seemed to sense a prescence in the air for he frowned, glancing around slightly.
"And another who travels with us, the wind sprite Hreeza, an elemental of the Forest."
"Noble one, greeting from the forest depths, may the elements smile on you." Hreeza softly spoke the traditional greeting of the forest.
Thranduil looked around, even more bemused. "Yes, yes of course." He said vaguely to the air before turning back to the others.
"You shall of course accept our hospitality for a few days. It is the least we can do after all your years keeping down the grotesque spiders."
Arawil looked mildly frustrated- she would have to put off her journey longer- but saw the sense in staying and nodded, to Hreeza relief; she wanted to see the land walkers of her forest, see how much had altered in the millenia since she had last seen the elves. "Thankyou your highness."
Servants led the groups to guests quarters, leaving the king standing looked after them, the bemused look still fixed on his face.