~Edited~
Decided to write a Legolas one :)
Warnings: None, at least I don't think there is
Words: 679
"We found her on the outskirts of the kingdom, nearly naked and shaken up." One guard says, obviously referring to me. I kneeled in front of Thranduil, King of the Woodland Realm. Little did he know, he already knew me.
"Well, let me see her face! I must know who this trespasser is!" The king booms, a guard nodding before grabbing me by the hair and yanking my face up so my eyes met the elven king's, his eyes widening,
"What is it, my lord?" Tauriel, the head of the guards asks. Thranduil blinks, a tear running down his cheek before turning to her,
"Let go of her hair. Get her a room near my quarters, feed her and groom her." He says I look to him in confusion,
"Why my lord?" Tauriel questions, as confused as I was to the whole ordeal, "who is she?"
"The elleth who was my son's best friend when they were children." He replies, waving his hand to Tauriel before she turns to me, bowing her head a tiny bit,
"Thank you, Thranduil." I choke out, standing up and following the elf that was to show me where I was staying.
I was lead to a room, with a closet full of elegant gowns, a group of servants waiting for me, they gently pull me towards the vanity near the mirror, sitting me down and getting to work on whatever they were ordered to do.
After what seemed like hours of the girls pulling at my hair, applying weird-smelling powders to my face, and trying to pick out a flattering dress for me, they were finally finished.
"Why did you do this to me, if I may ask?" I look to one of the servants who smiles at me,
"It's Sheelala! The Spring Festival!" She exclaims, my lips curling up into a smile, only to have it go away when a knock comes from the door,
"The king has sent for you Y/N." An elf says, opening the door and leading me down many hallways to the ballroom of the kingdom. Many ellons and elleths were dancing around me, but the elf only continued to lead me until I was in front of the king,
"Ah. Good. You're ready. Come with me." The king says, linking my arm with his, gently guiding me from the ballroom I had just entered and to an all too familiar room. He looks to me with a reassuring smile and knocks twice on the door, a blonde elf in the doorway moments later,
"Father." He says, his eyes looking slightly puffy like he had been crying,
"Legolas." The king says, my eyes widening as I realized who was in front of me,
"Who is this?" Legolas asks, looking at me before his eyes widen as they lock with my own, "Y/N."
"Legolas." I breathe out, wrapping my arms around my neck, his arms snaking around my waist, pulling me close to him,
"I'll leave you two be." Thranduil chuckles, walking off and leaving Legolas and I in the doorway, embraced in each other's arms,
"I missed you my flower." He says, his voice shaky, I pull away, smiling at him and wiping a tear that had fallen down his cheek,
"I missed you too a'maelamin," I whisper, placing a tender kiss on his lips, a smile playing on his lips as I pulled away,
"I've always wanted to do that." He says as I bury my face into his neck to hide my blush,
"As did I melamin." I giggle, quickly kissing him again,
"Now, shall we go to the ball a'maelamin?" He asks, taking my hand in his, I smile nodding,
"Let's go."
Quick A/N at the end here, I will be posting a one-shot once I have the one after finished, so I have something to give you guys. So, I have one done after this, but I won't post it until I have finished another.
