"Prince Gareth is that you?"
With his hand tightly secured around Melissa's wrist, Gareth glared at the blonde elf. "How the hell do you know my name?"
"Gods!" Finwe rasped, "I never thought we'd meet this way brother."
The dark haired prince narrowed his eyes suspiciously. After Finwe uttered the word 'brother' Gareth began to see a lot of himself in the young man.
"Mother has waited so long for your return brother," the man spoke. His voice and demeanor had suddenly turned excited which was a bit weird considering that he was still wrapped up in a giant root. "We all have waited for your return, you're the rightful king of Ervelon, our savior, the chosen one! You've finally come home!"
The dark haired prince relaxed and the giant roots that he had summoned did the same. They unwound themselves and sunk back into the ground through the cracks.