You walk down the long hallway, heart nearly stopping. You twist the door handle and take deep breath. You pull it open and close it behind you. "Y/N?" Thranduil asks, coming out of the shadows.
You physically hold yourself back from running into his arms. You kneel and bow your head. "My king." You say, monotone.
"Y/N..." Thranduil says, confused, eyebrows drawing. He tucks his hand underneath your chin and makes you look at him. You drag your eyes up to his, holding back your tears. "Why are you kneeling?" He asks. "Come, stand." He says, grabbing your hands and helping you up. Once you're on your feet you draw your hands back. "What's wrong?" He asks.
"N-nothing." You stutter. You slowly walk up the staircase, holding back a sob. You lean against the wall and stare out the window.
Thranduil touches your shoulder. "What is wrong?" He asks, cupping
your face and making you look at him.
Sorrow is evident in his eyes. "I-I-I..." You gasp, a tear escaping your eye. You quickly brush it away. "I can't...I can't be with you anymore."
Thranduil draws back like you slapped him. "What!" He gasps, eyes widening and filling with tears. "What are you talking about? Why ever not?" He asks, shaking his head.
You turn to face him. "It's not good. It's-it's looked down upon." You whisper.
Grief passes over his face. "No, no. I don't care what people think." He protests, grabbing your shoulders. "I love you, Y/N. Nothing is going to change that! No one will change that."
"Thranduil," You start, crying. "I'm too lowly for you. I'm not worthy to be with you. You're a king of a realm! And I'm me. One of your guards. I am no one." You finish.
"Y/N," Thranduil says, voice cracking. "You're not lowly. You never were. You're higher than anyone will ever be." He says, reaching out to brush your cheek. You shake your head. "And you're not no one, Y/N. You're someone. Someone very special and very dare to me. Someone who's taken my heart completely and will not give it back. I'm completely taken with you. Seeing you every day makes me thrive, I hop e every second that you will never leave my side." He whispers, a tear gracefully sliding down his cheek.
"Thran-" You start.
Thranduil cuts you off with a long, deep kiss. You give in and kiss him back, unable to help yourself. The tears flow more and you pull away with a gasp. "I have to go." You say, voice hoarse. You look at him and run down the staircase.
"Y/N!" Thranduil exclaims in desperation. The door closes and he sighs, shoulders dropping. He moves to the window and stares out, your words repeating through his head. "I'm not worthy of you. You're a king of a realm!" runs through his head.
"And you were going to be the queen of it." He whispers. He puts his face in his hands and weeps quietly, shoulders shaking.
