Thranduil fanfic by Nasyuu.
After the war in the Lonely Mountain, The Elvenking, King Thranduil went back to Mirkwood with his armies without his son Legolas. After reaching his land near the northern part of the Forest-river, Thranduil's mind and h...
Three days have passed since the day Ithiliel was found by Thranduil, she is fully healed now, thanks to elves' ability that they could heal faster. She actually wants to go back to her village but she must do something to repay her debt, it is a life debt after all. She is currently sitting in her healing room white bed, she just had done changing to a new attire, a simple brown-green-ish dress gave by Mairwen.
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She is fidgeting her finger through the soft element of her old white healing dress that is now folded on her lap. She looks so much better now, her face now is freshened, glowing, her lips redden like cherries, her cheeks are starting to get flushed pink a little too. Her amber eyes are fiercer now, not like when the first time she woke up and have to face her savior, the king of this realm, but still that day everyone in the room could see how fierce her eyes are even in such a condition with full of confusion. Her long black hair is all shiny now, soft, no more mud, no small branches, and those disgusting thing from the forest, she let her hair loose down her back along with some small braids, she looks flawless, her beauty is blinding everyone who sees her, maybe indeed Lady Galadriel's beauty could be surpassed by hers, she is just like the opposite of Lady of Light, she would be Lady of Darkness with her pitch-black hair.
Drowning in her thoughts of what could she do for Thranduil, she now hears the sound of a door being open, the door of the storage room, immediately she turns her head towards the door and she could see Mairwen coming out of it. Smiling softly to Mairwen, Ithiliel gets a question, "You have done changing I see? I'm glad that the dress fits you. You are so beautiful!" Says Mairwen approaching Ithiliel with that bright smile of hers. "Oh no, you are a beauty yourself Lady Mairwen, and thank you for the dress, I cannot imagine if I have to wear my old ruined clothes now." Answers Ithiliel with a polite and slight sad smile probably imagining how ruined her old clothes is. "Oh haha thank you, well that dress was from the king, he asked me to give you new clothes." The mention of the king makes Ithiliel's heart clench a little, guilt-filled her, even with her attitude like that the king still willing to take care of her. She has to do something to pay his kindness, "Hmm mentioning the King my Lady, may I see him? I need to talk to him regarding my stay also about the previous event. I owe so much to him. He saved my life." Says Ithiliel with a sad but determined smile, but before Mairwen could answer her question, the door of the healing room opens, revealing the long brown hair soldier ellon, Orodion.
"Lady Mairwen, Lady Ithiliel," says Orodion immediately after he saw the two elleth while nodding his head a bit, "I am glad that you are now fully healed my Lady Ithiliel, well I am here to tell you that the King has asked for your presence in the throne room as soon as possible." Continues Orodion, well inside, Orodion was actually mesmerized with Ithiliel's fresh appearance she looks too good to be true, he even thought that maybe she is a Valar herself! But trying to maintain his posture he buries that thought deep. Now he sees an unsure look on her eyes, she then stands up from the bed and places the folded clothes on the bed and gives a small smile to Mairwen. Finally, she turns her body fully to Orodion, the dress she wears hugs and shows her curves well, and the tone of her fair skin and the color of the dress match beautifully too. Orodion realizes that she is actually pretty tall for an elleth and that eyes, he is once again captivated by that. "Well please address me as Ithiliel, and thank you for coming to acquire me. Please lead the way, my Lord." Says Ithiliel smiling, "Very well, then please just call me Orodion, I am no Lord either. Also, it is my task to do so, as it is a request from the king himself. Please follow me." Says Orodion with a slight smile then turns his body and get out of the healing room heading to the throne room, followed by Ithiliel not so far behind him.
