Lucia was an elf under the Mirkwood clan and for as long as she could remember Thranduil had always been their king. Even as an elf child she could have honestly said she did not care for Thranduil, he was cold hearted and though he always did what was right for his kin always put himself first. Lucia had been a mischievous elf always bending the rules and sneaking out so she had suffered both her mothers and Lord Thranduil's wrath many times though it never stopped her from doing the things she so often got into trouble for.
Lucia's family were middle class in the ranks of their kin, her father was a warrior and her mother a simple kitchen maiden, and though her father always smiled and shook his head at her antics her mother scolded her simply because she did not like having the negative attention of their elven king. Lucia had tried many times to be good but her curiosity had always gotten the better of her and her mother had given up scolding her altogether by the time she had turned 20.
They lost her father when she was 30 to a battle with orcs during a hunting expedition both her and her mother had taken the news badly and they mourned for her father for a very long time. Though Lucia tried her best to move on her mother's grief was much heavier then hers and it became her responsibility to take care of her to the best of her ability. It was only behind closed doors that her mother openly mourned for the loss of her father and there was truly only so much Lucia could do to hold her mother together in her most vulnerable of times. Lucia quite often begged her mother to seek help but her mother only ignored her pleads and continued to get worse as Lucia grew older. By the time Lucia turned 65 her mother had died from the grief that had been eating at her for years. After her mother died Lucia kept to herself doing her work and only socializing when she absolutely had to. In fact she spent a majority of her free time outside of Mirkwood and she did not care that Lord Thranduil did not approve.
It was outside of Mirkwood on one of her journey's that Lucia fell in love. The man was broad shouldered and muscular with chocolate colored hair and the brightest green eyes she had ever seen. She did not know what had drawn her to him, perhaps it was his eyes or his smile or even the way he held himself in a fight. But what she did know was that she loved all of these things there was really only one problem this man was a dwarf. Lucia had never understood the hatred elves had for dwares nor the hatred dwarves had for elves but what she did know was that Thranduil would have been furious. The dwarfs name was Brawnin and despite the hatred between their races he too had fallen in love with her slender frame, pale hair and hazel eyes.
At first Lucia spent all of her free time with Brawnin mostly in a town of men so they would not be seen by their kin. But after a year had passed and their love grew deeper Brawnin built them a small cottage in the woods. Lucia told Lord Thranduil that she wished to travel middle earth and visit other elves while Brawnin told his kin he had found a job as a blacksmith. The couple lived happily together and though they were not officially married they considered themselves to be. Lucia was 68 when they conceived their first child and the pair could not have been happier. The pregnancy was a normal one and they knew that their baby was going to be healthy. However when it came close to the time to deliver Brawnin had to leave after receiving a message from his kin about some trouble in the blue mountains. He hired a human midwife to look after Lucia while he was gone and swore he would return soon. Two weeks later Lucia gave a birth to a beautiful baby girl whom she named Kierielle and that is where are story truly begins.