Line Of Durin (Thorin Oakenshield)

Chapter 16

Lillianna watched as the dwarves rallied to their king. Swiftly breaking the lines of the orcs and pushing forward. It was as if the dwarfs had a new burst of energy.

"Princess, Your Ada Adanin calls you back." One of the elves next to her said.

"No. I have to help." She refused as bore her sword once more. 

"I'm afraid we follow his rule. Grab her." The same elf repeated. 

Lillianna was grabbed by the arms by two of the elves as the others marched ahead clearing a path back to Thranduil. The arrived alongside the commander of the woodland realm's armies.

"Recall your company." Thranduil ordered.

"Ada Adanin. You can't. They'll die. Thorin will die." Lillianna begged as her hand rested on her womb which carried Thorin's heir.

"What has the dwarf filth done for you? Last I checked he tried to kill you and your unborn child. We return to Mirkwood." Thranduil ordered as the Commander blew his horn. 

Lillianna's eyes met with Gandalf as she silently pleaded for his help with her grandfather. 

"My lord, dispatch this force to Ravenhill. The dwarves are about to be overrun. Thorin must be warned." Gandalf spoke.

"Why must Thorin be warned?" Lillianna screamed as her bodyguards dragged her back. 

"He is about to be overrun by legions of orcs." Bilbo spoke from next to her.

"Help him, Bilbo. Please." She screamed as her bodyguards dragged her back to the army which was now forming.

The moved once Thranduil walked following as he killed the few orcs that got in their path till he stopped. Lillianna walked to her grandfather's side once she noticed the familiar red haired elf in their path. Tauriel. She hissed elvish at her grandfather before returning to the dialect Lillianna understood. 

"You will not turn away - not this time!" Tauriel called. 

"Get out of my way!" Thranduil ordered. 

"The dwarves will be slaughtered." Tauriel  spoke. Lillianna thought back to the nightmares that had plagued her sleep. To imagine that it may come true crushed her heart and caused tears to flood from her eyes. 

"Yes, they will die. Today, tomorrow, one year hence, a hundred years from now - what does it matter? They are mortal." Thranduil hissed. 

Tauriel pulled her bow and aimed the arrow at Thranduil's head. A murmur came from behind Lillianna as the elf army wondered if they should intervene to protect their king.

"You think your life is worth more than theirs, while there is no love in it? There is no love in you!" Tauriel cried.

Thranduil raised his sword cutting Tauriel's bow in half before pointing it at her neck. 

"What do you know of love!? Nothing! What you feel for the dwarf is not real! You think it is love?! Are you ready to die for it?" Thranduil stated. 

Lillianna watches as her father steps in front of Tauriel taking on her grandfathers sword. He states something in elvish. Lillianna picked up something about having to kill him. 

" I will go with you." He states to Tauriel. 

The two elves turn to leave before Lillianna calls out. "Ada take me with you."

"You will stay here, little one." Thranduil ordered her. 

"Your not her Ada. I am. So I say what she does." Legolas spat at his father as he offered his hand to his only daughter. Lillianna stepped past her grandfather and grabbed her dad's hand.