[ Beleth, oblivious to any Gwens or other people listening in to their conversation, muses on Thranduil's instructions. Does it have to be a man specifically, she wonders, going over the list of scouts available to her. Would a human woman work? But that sounds dumb to say, so she doesn't. She'll figure it out. ]

I understand, Thranduil. I'll be careful. I--I won't let any threats hurt the Inquisition.

Or you.

[ Her voice grows a little stronger at that, and she gives a decisive nod. ]

I promise. I won't let anyone be a threat to you.