[i]Prince Loki of the Ancient Moorland,

It is of my being to present you this invitation to your family for the grand celebration of the 'Gwyl Gaeaf', or you might say in the common tongue "The Festival of Winter". My father wishes to welcome you and your family as our special guests within our Elven realm of Alfheim for the celebration, and I hope that, in my condolences, you would be there. 

Ar Parch Mawr (At Great Respect),
Prince Legolas Thranduilion
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Eric stepped out of the bushes, and approached the three figures before him, but stopped next to his niece, just behind Loki. "What is it?", the huntsman asked his lover curiously.