In the aftermath of the Battle of the Five Armies, Thranduil finds the world within his Halls empty. He struggles to come to terms with the absence of his only child and the loss of the one he raised as if she were his own daughter. He begins to r...
Thranduil and Tauriel are reunited and the elven forces prepare for the journey back to the elven fortress. Legolas begins to realize the deeper truths of his father's words as he confronts his own shortcomings.
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A soft smile played across her lips as her gaze drifted over the sculpted lines of the beautiful face so close to her own, even in his slumber she could see the signs of stress on his normally smooth brow. Partially obscured by a curtain of silvery blonde hair, the long dark lashes adorning his sapphire eyes were wet and spiky from his tears. Her gaze rested on the slightly parted lips that beckoned her to taste their sweet warmth, yet she did not want to move lest she disturb him. She felt the sting of unshed tears at the backs of her eyes as she admired not only his outward beauty but the beautiful gentle soul he kept buried so deeply within himself, hidden beneath the cold mask of indifference.
Closing her eyes, Tauriel felt the heat of her tears slip silently from behind her own lashes. So lost in despair as she faded between the dark dreamlessness and the pain that wracked her body, she clung to the memory of the bright light that had wrapped itself around her. There were no words spoken yet the heart that called out to her filled her with such love as it cradled her, taking away the pain and the sadness of loss. She remembered drifting as that light flickered ever so slightly before washing over her in desperation. It was in that moment she felt the raw essence of him within that light as he reached so deeply within himself and knew Thranduil had found her.
Opening her eyes as she felt gentle fingers brush aside a few stray stands of her hair, she gazed into the purest sapphire eyes alight with the brilliance of starlight. There was no mask, only love filled with all the pain and sorrow, hope and joy that came with loving someone in spite of and perhaps because of all their gifts and faults.
"Good morning my love." Thranduil whispered softly, his lips brushing her forehead between her brows as he spoke. "I love you." He told her, his lips toying with hers.
"I love you." She breathed, slipping her hand behind his neck, pulling him closer. "Forever and always." She told him as she pressed her lips to his in a gentle kiss, savoring the taste and smell of him.
"Tauriel..."
"Shh, my love." She quieted his strained voice, gently caressing his exposed cheek as he pressed the other firmly against hers. Smiling softly as she felt his arms tighten around her as he shifted slightly, burying his face in her neck.
"I do not want to be away from you even for a moment." He said quietly after long moments, his face still pressed tightly into the warmth of her neck.
"I will be fine." She told him, raking her fingers through his long soft tendrils. "Go, they need you more than I do right now." She insisted, hugging him back.
"We have much to talk about." He said quietly as he leaned back, smiling down at her.
"Later." She stated, smiling back at him to soften her insistence. "We will have much time to talk once we have returned home." She told him, pressing a finger to his lips. "Now go, see to your men."
