The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings one shots and Imagines Book II

Kin - Part 7 - Elrond x Reader

Everything in italics is Sindarin

(Y/n) couldn't help but sigh. As nice as the evening had been, as beautiful as the surroundings, it had all been very.......well, very elven. It not that she didn't love her elven kin; not that she didn't care a great deal for Lord Elrond, it was just that elven celebrations always felt a little stiff and reserved to the princess. The delicate sounds of harp, lute and flute accompanying the formalised dances. But, if this was Erebor; oh, if this had been in the Mountain, the room would have been loud with laughter and conversations, hours ago. There would be drinking competitions in one corner, burping competitions in another, as food flew through the air. Bofur would be stood on a table, playing his whistle and singing loudly; so loudly that you would still be able to hear him over the music that was playing while dwarf and dwarrowdam danced quickly across the floor. Dwalin would be talking to some other dwarf, about the virtues of the axe over the sword, while Kili would have gone and got his bow; assuring Fili that if he just kept still, he would most definitely be able to hit the wooden tankard that sat atop his head. And in amongst all that wonderful, happy chaos, would be her mother and father. The pair having held one another's hand all night, as they sat side by side. No one able to ignore the looks of love that passed between them, as they ate and talked. Her father eventually getting to his feet and escorting his wife to where the others were dancing. The Queen resting her head atop the King's, as they held one another close and slowly began to dance. (Y/n) always thinking how beautiful it was that her mother and father cared so much for one another. How every celebration, be it Durin's Day, a birthday, or whatever the dwarves had decided to celebrate; would include the pair dancing together. It as if the rest of the world was not there, and it was just those two and their love as they moved.......

"Princess........" A gentle voice came, breaking her from her thoughts of home. (Y/n) smiling, as Lord Elrond looked down at her. The handsome ellon holding out his hand as he got to the table.

"May I...........?" He asked, as he looked to where other elves were dancing; the princess not even giving it a second thought, as she got up and took his hand. Allowing him to lead her from her uncles and Gimli.

It had not been the first time that she had danced that evening; but it was the first time that she hadn't had to deal with the grumblings of the dwarves. The father and son definitely not happy when Legolas' friend, a handsome Ranger by the name of Strider, had asked her to dance; the duo still huffing, despite her uncle assuring them, that the Ranger would be nothing but a gentleman with her, as he led her away. And then Gimli had even said something when Merry and Pippin had asked if she would like to dance. (Y/n) having had enough by then and telling him to stop being so ridiculous. Telling him they were not likely to throw her over their shoulders and run off with her, so he should not concern himself. So now, to be dancing with the Elven Lord, a man that she knew Glóin and Gimli couldn't even complain at, was nice.

"You look beautiful as always, my dear......." Elrond said, as he placed his arms around her.

"The perfect combination of your mother and father. And speaking of your parents, how are they? I had hoped to speak to you earlier; but from what I have heard, you have been busy.........."

"My apologies, Lord Elrond. I know I should have come and seen you when I arrived; but I met my uncle, who informed me that Bilbo was here; and then Bilbo told me that Fordo was here. And before I knew it, my day has been taken up by hobbits............" (Y/n) explained. A smile coming to her lips as the lord chuckled at her.

"Yes. The halflings do have that way about them, don't they. Think nothing of it........and your parents.........?"

"My mother and father are well, as is Throndir. Or at least they were when I left the Mountain. I have a missive in my bag for you, from them.........." (Y/n) continued, as she allowed the peredhel move her across the floor.

"Perhaps when I write back, I shall tell your parents that you have caused quite a stir amongst the men that are here. Not that I would have expected anything less from the child that they call the Jewel of the Mountain. Tell me, if you do not mind, have your parents spoken to you of suitors............?" Elrond enquired. His eyes looking over to the hobbits; two of which were waving at (Y/n), who waved back.

"Oh, please my Lord, do not mention that. It is already hard enough with my uncles and Gimli keeping a watchful eye on me, as it is. If my father thought I had men chasing after me, I swear that he would be here quicker than if the eagles were to fly him; and I would taken home, never allowed to leave the Mountain, again. And no, there has been no talk of suitors. Mother thinks it is best that I make my own choices on such things, as she did. Though I do not think that there is a man here, that would be interested in me, in such a way............"

"I would beg to differ........." His words causing her to look up at him.

"I believe that there is a certain son of Gondor that would very much like to formally introduce himself to you. In fact, he has been waiting all night for a chance to speak to you..........." (Y/n) looking over to where the handsome man in question, sat. His eyes firmly set on her. The princess feeling a heat come to her cheeks, as he smiled at her.

"Perhaps we should go and get some air........" Elrond continued, as the princess smiled back at the captain. (Y/n) nodding before reluctantly removing her eyes from the man, and allowed the Lord to lead her out onto one of the balconies.