My Little Creature

Before the movie The Hobbit, Thranduil finds himself retreating home after a vicious defeat the Elves retreat to the trees feeling a false sense of security, ambushed by a pack of Orcs in a spider infested forest he is separated from his kin. He receives a heavy blow to the head vision blurry and everything going black. When he does wake he suddenly finds himself in a rather peculiar circumstance. Awakening on a rather rough sack nothing like the luxurious silks he has become used to and in the company of a rather simple fisherman who goes by the name of Sméagol (Before he was corrupted by the ring and was only an ordinary man), who only knows the simple pleasures in life such as fishing and the morning sun on the Shire and picking berries ripe from wild bushes. Thranduil knows the dangers of being curious towards other kinds than the elves and how destructive misplaced interest is, but why has he become so interested in someone so ordinary and dull? With every second he can't help but want to know more about this creature but why? Only time can tell.