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Chapter 61 Thranduil (book)

"Filidhrentithiel!" Gandalf called towards her, she looked towards him away from the tree tops of Mirkwood.

"Hurry My Lady we must get you to the elven king" Gandalf the grey wizard said moving to help her stand once again.

"This is all very much an annoyance, I was doing well Gandalf" Filidhrentithiel said annoyed as the pain continued.

"Yes you were Filid very well, but the battle was much bigger then just you, even if you are a Queen, you are just one elf." Gandalf said.

"I know, I am thankful for the men you gathered, if it wasn't for the dwarves of the grey Mountains I'm sure I would not be standing here" Fili said he nodded patting her shoulder lightly.

"As well as for me Lady?" Beorn asked walking just slightly behind them, she looked back with a smile.

"Beorn you would have been just fine, now where has my raven gotten to?" She wandered, calling his name loudly, hearing a caw.

"Herleifr!" She called again and soon landed on her shoulder.

"The path is clear ahead" he said softly to her making her sigh with relief.

"Thank you friend" She mumbled softly.

They continued walking while Filidhrentithiel limped until finally they came across the Elven kings Guards.

"Guards of The Elven king" Gandalf greeted them they both moved towards him with large smiles, instantly recognizing him.

"The grey wizard has returned, the King shall be pleased" one of them said, until they spotted Filidhrentithiel and Beorn.

"I shall go, Grey Wizard, Lady" he said softly.

"Thank you Beorn, return safely home" Fili said bowing her head lightly he smiled moving back into the forest towards his home.

"My friend and I need to see the King, she also needs a healer" Gandalf said softly.

They nodded soon opening the large magic gate, Filidhrentithiel could feel the spell running through her body as she passed through it now using her sword as a stick for her means of walking, her wounds had become too much.

"Filid please keep up if you can" Gandalf said she nodded her pale hand moving to her neck painfully.

"Grey one" she whispered leaning against a tree trunk.

"Come now, we are almost there" he said with worried eyes she nodded feeling Herleifr fly above her rather than putting his weight on her she looked up thankful.

"Please sit, the King shall join you both soon" the Guard said soon walking away.

After only a few minutes Fili rested her head in her hands eyes closing as she tried not to focus on the pain knowing by this reaction, the goblins had most likely used poison in their arrows.

Of course poison did not affect elves like it did the race of men's or dwarves but if the concoction was strong enough it could damage the elf rather badly, especially if it was untreated.

"Grey wizard" a man said enthusiastically walking into the room.

"Elven King, Thranduil, I humbly ask that you may let us stay here" Gandalf said quickly.

"Us?" He questioned.

Gandalf moved away from his eye line, his eyes soon landing on an Elf maiden he did not recognize, noticing the sword and then her injuries.

"Guards! Get a medic!" He shouted moving towards her he knelt down applying his hand to her neck wound.

"Elven king" she whispered trying to stand to bow.