The Hobbit imagines

Thranduil

Thranduil- fluff/angst

My horse walked slowly through the forest, tired from the battle we just had. A group of spiders attacked my group whilst we were travelling along the forest path. No one was seriously injured but everyone including me had cuts and scrapes on our bodies.
"Are you alright my Queen?" Tauriel, the head of the guard asked me.
"Yes. I am quite alright" I answer back. "The horses seem to have gotten off worse than us" I finish.
"I will see to it that they get cared for once we are back" she says. I smile and nod kindly at her. Animals have always been a love of mine and my care for them will never lessen.
My home is in sight and my guards pat their horses in reassurance. The gates immediately open and a group of guards led by my son Legolas emerges.
"Mother, are you alright?" He asks concerned.
I reach a hand to his cheek and say "Yes my son, I am alright. We are all safe". He smiles but it falters as his gaze focuses on my bruising and cuts.
"We need to get you to a healer immediately" he exclaims. I hold up my hand.
"Do not fret. My injuries are only minor" I say as I get down from my horse. "I'm taking the horses to the stables to be cared for, then I shall think about someone looking at my injuries".
"As you wish" he says with a nod. "Father will not be happy" he adds with a smile. I produce my own smile.
"Yes I know" I simply say as I lead the horses to the stables.

"You should get your cuts cleaned. The horses are doing fine" an elf maiden says with kindness in her eyes.
"You are right. Please make sure they get a hearty meal" I state.
"Yes of course" she replies whilst standing up straighter. I smile and nod towards her and take my leave. I make my way towards my chambers where I know my maids will be waiting to clean me. I near my chamber and two guards heave the heavy doors open. The maids bow towards me and I nod at their respect.
"Shall we clean your injuries my Queen?" One maid asks.
"Yes. I do believe I need them treated" I say towards them. They begin to clean the small cuts and wash the dirt away. My long brown hair is re-brushed and my previous clothes are replaced with new garments. I leave my crown off my head. Whilst the finishing touches are being done, the doors suddenly open and a whirl of fabric enters.
"You are all dismissed" a loud voice bellows. I nod at my maids as a signal that it is fine to leave. They quickly rush out and it is only me and my husband left.
"Look at me" he demands. I slowly turn. I am met with the concerned but angry eyes of my husband, the king, Thranduil. His eyes roam across my face and take in my appearance. His icy eyes linger on a small, but long cut on my cheekbone. "You are hurt" he simply states.
"I have injuries, yes. They are only small and they do not hurt" I state with a calm tone.
"It doesn't matter how small they are, they are still injuries" he says as his eyes meet mine. "You should've come here first. You worry more about animals more than you do yourself" he says with his voice rising. "What if you had injuries which were much worse, would you have still risked your life for some petty creature?" He questions in a harsh tone.
"You are overreacting Thranduil" I state with power in my voice. "I only have a few cuts and minor bruising. The spiders were many in their numbers and we are skilled warriors. I only have injuries because we were not prepared for an ambush" I say. "Do not question me about my love for the Middle Earths animals Thranduil. I am known over kingdoms as the guardian of creatures so do not disrespect my title or allegiance" I proudly state with all the grace and power I can muster. His head drops slightly and he turns to face one of the windows.
"You are right" he begins. "You are my Queen and my love for you overpowers my senses and clouds my judgement. Forgive me Meleth?" he finishes whilst turning to face me.
"Yes. Off course you are forgiven" I say with a small smile. He takes long strides towards me and stands close to my body. His large, slender hands cup my face and he bows his head so his forehead rests against mine. No words are spoken. All we do is stand in each others brace and savour this moment.

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