Two beings from different worlds, an elf and an umli, are set upon different paths of life, in which they cross frequently. Though their adventures take separate courses, fate always finds a way to ride them into battle side-by-side. Kythaela Ernala, born of Silvan Elves in Mirkwood, has grown in strength and skill to become King Thranduil's right hand... seamstress? I mean... I guess that's a good job. Sewing all those cool dresses and shi. Damn I'd love to measure him up. Uh anyway. More whimsical words and shi. Lokell of Dollikell, born of dwarves and man, is part of a mythical race of Umli, hidden just North of Mount Gundabad in the Forodwaith lands. She has the longing of discovering what is beyond her people, and the desire to learn everything about these lands. She's also cool as fuck. Hell yeah, she-stubble. uhhh special guests: King Thranduil (duh) and beloved short king Thorin Oakenshield. Along with many other lovable Middle Earth characters that will come later. But you have to read it to find out >:} I should mention this is a fanfiction that eventually effects the Hobbit universe, so if you're a crybaby who doesn't like me changing a few plot points, keep scrolling.

SEQUEL TO 'Feelings' A lot can happen in a few years.

I wrote this when I was 13. I don't know where it even came from, but here ya go I guess.

⚠️ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⚠️ 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜