A/N: I know I haven't updated the other stories in a while and I'm sorry. Everything I had done got lost and I got frustrated! I promise have the other stories updated in the next few weeks! I'm working on it I promise! This is my first story for The Hobbit/LoTR and I'm using lots of different things for elven translation, so I'm sorry if it's wrong. This is going to be AUish and no this isn't a crossover with GoTs. I just loved the name.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the OCs!

Daenerys: Thranduil's daughter

Chapter 1: Missing Princess Found

Thranduil stared astonished off into the distance, as the reality of another loss in his family descended slowly into his world yet again. The fury, the upset, and the indescribable devastation simmered within his heart. This shall never be forgotten, nor will this treacherous act go without the life of the culprit coming to a most chastising painful end. Thranduil climbed instantly to his feet. No one was going to take his child and survive the night.

"Q túv- he! Q túv- Daenerys! (FIND HER! FIND Daenerys!) Thranduil shouted.

All of the elves searched and searched for Daenerys but to no avail the beloved elfling was gone. However, no matter how long it took they were determined to find her and bring her back to where she belonged. She was lost to Thranduil and her brother Legolas for now.

Thranduil slowly lowered himself back down in his seat, the sadness swelling with in him. He did his best to hide it behind the wall he had built around himself, for his son lay sleeping at his feet. Ever since his sister disappearance Legolas has not left his father's side. It was as if he was afraid that his father too would disappear. Thranduil won't deny that he has thought about it. He missed his wife, Calaerien, desperately. He has not been the same since she departed this world. What kept him there were his children; they needed him when their mother was no longer there to care for them. He had failed to protect them. His son Legoals lay wounded at his feet and his daughter had been taken away from him, from behind his castle walls.

Thranduil rest his hand upon his son's head, careful to avoid his sons wound; as there tears threaten, his voice was quiet and even, "Manke caela ille cul amin lisse' hin? (Where have you gone my sweet child) lle toror' ar' amin melas lle ikotane. (Your Brother and I love you so)

Years later

Fayre ran along the stream and leapt into the water. Her father, Adan, cleared all the rocks he could just so she could splash there. Her elder brother, Alyan, normally was with her when she played in the stream. However today she was up early, the sun was rising slowly in the distance. She giggled as she splashed; she even made sure to do some washing up while she played. Once she was clean she threw the water up over her head and squealed. She smiled brightly when the rainbows appeared and faded. She threw more water up in the air and then she noticed someone along the tree line. It wasn't long before she could feel like someone was watching her. She stopped playing and watched the tree line. She could see a man…no he wasn't a man…he was an elf. Fayre shivered, why this elf was staring at her. She put her hands over her ears as if to hide them, so the elf wouldn't see. But it had been too late. He had already seen her.

She stepped out of the water; the fear inside her began to swell. "PAPA! ALYAN!" she screamed as she watched the elf move towards her.

"Fayre!" she heard as the two men came running from the cottage. Her father scooped her up into his protective arms. "What's the matter my little one?"

She pointed to the trees. "The Elf!" she cried, "He was watching me." When they looked the elf was gone. Adan slowly put his daughter down, "There is no need to be afraid my sweet girl. Elves tend to stay to themselves, unless provoked. However, maybe just maybe, he wanted to be your friend. But next time if you see him, tell me or your brother and we will politely ask him to try to be more careful. I can't have my little girl afraid of elves now can I?" The man kissed her forehead.

"Considering she is one." Alayn teased. Fayre stuck her tongue out at her older brother as he and her father laughed.

Back in Mirkwood

Thranduil set quietly on his throne, lost in his thoughts his memories. He lowered his hand to his leg and sighed. What was he to do? He continued to ponder has the large doors to his throne room burst open and his son Legolas came running in calling his name. Thranduil was on his feet before his son got the words out.

"Atar ron utue he!" (Father they found her) Legolas shouted, "Ron Utue Daenerys!" (They found Daenerys)

"Sana amin a' amin tinu" (take me to my daughter) Thranduil said as he ran to his son. Legolas and his father were determined to reach the princess before sundown.