Your mother loved you, Legolas, more than anything. More than life itself.“Legolas: "Why did you do that? You promised to set him free."
Thranduil: "And I did. I freed his wretched head from his miserable shoulders."One hundred years is a mere blink in the life of an elf! I'm patient. I can wait.It is fruitless to reason with a dwarf. They only understand one thing.Other lands are not my concern. The fortunes of the world will rise and fall, but here in this kingdom, we will endure.You have found a way in. You seek that which would bestow upon you, the right to rule. The King's Jewel. The Arkenstone. It is precious to you beyond measure, I understand that. The gems in the Mountain that I, too, desire - white gems, of pure starlight. I offer you my help. I will let you go, if you but return what is mine.Such is the nature of evil. Out there in the vast ignorance of the world it festers and spreads. A shadow that grows in the dark. A sleepless malice as black as the oncoming wall of night. So it ever was. So will it always be. In time all foul things come forth. 
