Faith Of A King (Thranduil)
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Reydreil came from a nearly extinct race of Elves. The Dragon Elves. Her race descended from valars people. She was born a warrior and commander of Dragons and many other creatures. Nature was her home.
Her kin had been burned to flames in front of her eyes by the great King Thranduil.
In return she had gotten her dragon to burn half his face off. That wasn't enough for the blood spilt.
She traveled a century getting stronger and wiser.
Reydreil was intent on getting revenge on the handsome king?
But what if two broken souls could mend each other?
Of course with a few insults and punch or kick two along the way.
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"If this is so wrong, why does it feel so right?"
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