Dragon Fire (Thranduil Fan-fiction) #Wattys2016

Chapter 25.2 : Turwaithiels party

Mantheniels POV

I awkwardly follow Turwaithiel out into the courtyard as Lindethiel announces her arrival. As all eyes turned to her I took it as a chance to hide myself, feeling a bit conscious, I shuffle towards a corner. I stand closely to a wall, away from all the unwanted attention. The dress had an uncomfortable grip on my body.

Songs and laughter filled my ears. For some reason I had the urge to let my eyes wander, searching for something or someone. I find him, of course, sitting in a make shift throne in the middle of the long table. The elf king I loathed. I flicked my eyes away as I saw Lord Elrond approach him. He had caught me staring. I let out a sigh and lean against the cold stone wall of the palace. I wonder if Lord Elrond knew of everything, if he did, what would he think of me then? I let out another sigh, sounding utterly defeated.

I force myself to not let anything dampen my mood and look at Lindethiel who had already captured the attention of not one but a group of men and elves. How does she do it? I bite back a smile as a familiar man walks up to her, she gives him a dazzling smile which was no doubt, genuine and that was when I realized who the man was. Bard! But Turwaithiel has never met bard, who invited him? I scan the party for more familiar faces.

I was filled with instant glee when my eyes spotted my new dwarf friends. But the king despised them, did he not? I was about to spare another glance at the king when music started playing. The soft melody ringing in my ears had a rather soothing effect.

My eyes flicker to the two lone figures who were now on the dance floor. My heart was filled with warmth upon seeing Turwaithiel with the prince. I was surprised as Legolas lead Turwaithiel, both dancing gracefully. Who knew such a tough prince would be able to glide and sway so smoothly? I stop the smile tugging at the corner of my lips as people started to join them. I was so engrossed at the view before me that I had not noticed Falasdir walking towards me.

"Lady Mantheniel, may you grant me the honor of dancing with you?"

I pry my eyes away and stare at him for a moment before I register his request.

"I do not dance, I apologize." I explained immediately, we had not spoken in days and yet he approaches me as if nothing happened.

"I really doubt that." He takes another step towards me with an all too familiar smile that I actually forgot why it was I had been angry with him.

"I would only embarrass you." I give him a light smile, telling him I really was serious. To my surprise his hand snakes its way over my own and I am being pulled to the dance floor leaving no room for protests. I open my mouth to speak but stopped short when I felt his hands claim the small of my back, pulling me closer to him.

"Then embarrass me." He says as we start dancing. I feel my face heat up and I look down on the ground not wanting to embarrass myself further.

"It would be a lot better if you looked at me." He teases and I snap my eyes up at him with a glare, we spin around and my eyes catch glimpses of Thranduil. My heart stops a beat as I notice someone else had replaced Lord Elrond. We spin again as my eyes stay stuck at the elleth talking to him. Lindethiel!

Frantic I turn to look at Turwaithiel who had been eyeing me from her corner on the dance floor. She squints at me, trying to understand what I was doing and I shrug at her, shaking my head slightly.

"Is something the matter?" My attention is called by my partner who eyes me with worry, I shake my head at him and give him one of my best smiles as the music stopped. My heart was beating quite rapidly, I did not understand what it was I was afraid of. Falasdir catches me off guard as he kisses the back of my hand.