A/N:

After BOTFA: Thorin along with Fili and Kili survived. Gwendolyn is a human, short by height so everyone thought she was a dwarf. She was also part of the company and the quest. Unfortunately Thorin made a deal with a certain Elvenking.

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„I don't think this is a good idea, Thorin. " Balin said, in a concerned tone. "Oh and why not? When I am getting rid of these then I am more than happy. "Thorin got up from the chair and was looking at Balin and Dwalin, "So it is Dwalin, Bofur and Gwen who will bring these gems back to Mirkwood."

Balin got up and walked closer to Thorin, whispering, so only Thorin could hear him. "You know what I mean, I think it is right to bring King Thranduil his stones but why sending Gwendolyn there? Have you forgotten what you did when they got us trapped after we fought the spiders?" Thorin sighed impatiently. "She goes with them because it is one of my orders." With that being said, Thorin left the assembly and let the other two dwarves there in the big hall.

Two days later Dwalin, Bofur and Gwendolyn are on their way from Erebor to Mirkwood, to bring all of the gems and crystals to its owner, Thranduil, the Elvenking of Mirkwood.

It is a journey of two days. The two dwarves and the little human woman were tired when they finally arrived at Mirkwood. The guards at the gates of Mirkwood spotted them when they were still miles away, so it wasn't a big surprise when the doors were opened and that small company got escorted by four elven-guards.

Thranduil was sitting on his big throne, his crown fits perfectly on his head, and his long blonde hair as shiny and glossy as always. Turning his head the Elvenking was watching them closely. It wasn't really a nice sight for the eyes of a king. The little company was full of dirt, tired and exhausted. The two dwarves weren't even bothering about their looks but Gwen was trying to straighten her blonde hair a bit but she stopped as she looked at Dwalin. The dwarf was shaking his head lightly and rolling his eyes with an angry snort.

Thranduil was getting up from his throne, walking slowly down the steps with a light smirks on his lips. "What do we have here? Two dwarves and one beautiful creature." His eyes were lying upon Gwen the whole time. The blonde was trying to hide behind Dwalin as she was some kind of afraid of that mysterious Elvenking, since the first day they have met before the whole company went to Erebor.

Bofur was pulling the necklaces and the other jewels and gems out of his brown leather bag, handing them over to Dwalin. "King Thorin Oakenshield has sent us to bring you the treasure you claimed to be yours." The dwarf wanted to walk towards the throne and to Thranduil but one of the guards was moving his sword and got in front of Dwalin.

One of the other guards was holding his hand out to the dwarf and Dwalin was letting the jewelry fall into the elven-guards hand with an angry look. Once that elven-guard walked over to Thranduil to show him the gems the king nodded his head after a quick look and that guard left the great hall.

Bofur was clapping his hands once and then looked around with a smile. "So, the quest is done. Let us all go home now." Dwalin was looking at Gwen and placed a hand onto her shoulder, so they could finally leave, but Thranduil had other plans. "The dwarfs can go, but not the lady."

"What?!" Dwalin and Bofur both yelled in shock and stood there helplessly when one of the guards grabbed Gwen by her arm and pulled her away from the group. The other guards were separating them by standing in front of the dwarves now.

The dwarves trying to break through the guards but once they got escorted into the hall all of their weapons has been taken from them, so they never had a chance to get to Gwen. "Thranduil, you bastard!" Dwalin yells at the Elvenking. "I just claim what is mine." Thranduil responded with a sinister smile. The guard was bringing Gwendolyn to him and he looked at her, nodding at the guard.

"What do you mean, you claim what is yours? You already have the treasure! You have no right to keep her as one of your prisoners." Dwalin yells out, trying to fight the elven-guards.

Angrily the dwarves were making their way home, they couldn't do anything anymore. With no weapons they had no chance although they still tried a lot of times to break through the Mirkwood Gates but when the elves started to shoot their arrows, they had to leave.

Gwen had been brought to a big and beautiful chamber of Thranduil. When they had put her there, one elf-maid was waiting for her. At first Gwen was fascinated by everything in the room but soonly when the maid was walking closer to her to help her with her clothes and her other stuff, she backed away. "What exactly are you doing?" The blonde asked the maid and backed away. "My Lady, the king wants you to join him with dinner later. I am just helping you getting washed; treat your cuts on your arms and then getting dressed. I am going to do your hair and help you with the jewelry; he wants you to wear the ones the dwarves just gave him."

After some more argumentation and yelling from Gwen (the maid always stayed calm, indeed she was, because she was an elf), she finally gave in. She was too tired and exhausted. So Gwen let the maid wash her whole body, let her do her hair and then help her with a long, white, silky dress, sparkling all over.

Gwen felt like this whole procedure was taking a day and when she finally looked into the mirror after the maid was ready, she couldn't believe that this was her. Gwen was getting up from the stool and walked closer to the mirror, still in shock. Her natural curly and wavy hair was straightened and was shining when the light was hitting it. The dress was fitting perfectly to her body, even though she never was one of the skinniest.

"My Lady, it is time for you to head to dinner with King Thranduil. I just place that necklace and then I squire you to the dining hall." The maid said in her soft voice, taking the necklace into her hands as she walked over to Gwen.

"I…I cannot. I do not want that. This woman in the mirror is not me. I want to leave this place instantly." Gwen insisted and turned around to look at the maid. "My Lady, please…We are already late…" The maid was looking nervously from the door to Gwen and back again.

It was like the maid sensed something. Just as Gwen was about to reply to her begging, the door was pushed open and Thranduil was standing there. Impatiently he was shaking his hand to show the maid she could leave. The maid bowed, "My King." And then she left, closing the door behind her.

Gwen was in complete shock and wasn't letting the King out of her sight. "You let me wait?" His voice growled and Gwen backed away some more steps. The space between him and her couldn't be big enough.

"Nobody lets a king wait. Nobody lets me wait!" Thranduil yelled, piercing her with his eyes. Gwen let out a whimper and breathed heavily, she turns to the side, so she didn't had to look at him as small tears were running down her face.

Thranduil heard her whimper, his face softened as he looked over at her. Taking some steps into her direction he lifts his hand to brush with his fingers along her cheek, but Gwen backed away from him, wiping her tears, she stares at him. "I want to go home. Why am I here? Why?"

"You want to give me orders? Your king?" Thranduil asked coldly amused. "You are not my king." Gwen shot back at him and straightened her body. She wasn't taught to be a coward. Thranduil lifts his eyebrows. "I like your bravery. It is….refreshing, I must say." Thranduil tilts his head slowly to the side, his eyes hovering over Gwendolyn's body.

"Come closer, Gwendolyn." Thranduil motioned with his hand for her to stand in front of the mirror. Gwendolyn has given up her resistance and walked over. She turned her back to him and looked into the mirror.

Watching Thranduil walk to one of the many nightstands, he picked up the necklace. Heading back, he was towering her. The Elvenking moved Gwen's hair from her neck. His cold fingertips were tingling on her skin where he touched it. Slowly he was placing the necklace around Gwen's neck; she was watching every motion of his through the mirror. A slight smile appeared on his lips. "Perfect."

Leaning down, Thranduil whispers hotly into her ear. "You now look beautiful." Gwen sucked some air into her lungs and started shivering by the closeness of him. He was taking in her scent and placed a soft kiss onto underneath her ear. Then he spinned her around and her body crashed gently into his. Gwen looks up at Thranduil and breaths heavily. "I expect you to dinner in a few moments."

While these words were spoken Thranduil left Gwen standing there in awe. It took her some moments to realize that he wasn't holding her in his arms anymore. Strange enough she felt good while he did that. She couldn't explain it; maybe it was because everything was so new to her.

After another few moments Gwen finally left her chamber and headed down into a great dining hall. As soon as she entered the hall, Thranduil got up from his impressive stool and walked over to her. He was offering his hand and Gwen took it.

As they arrived at the long, wooden table he assigned a place and then headed over to his stool on her left side. "My Lady, you look perfectly beautiful." Thranduil said with a soft voice, his face was also even softer than it was before in her chamber. It was like he completely changed.

Gwendolyn was never good in receiving compliments, she refuses them. The blondes cheeks blushed slightly and she kept her eyes down, staring at her hands which were lying in her lap. Thranduil reached over to her and placed his thumb and pointer finger around her chin, lifting her head up and turning it to him. "Never look down again, always keep your beautiful head up." Gwendolyn swallows hardly and adds. "Try some of the Mirkwood wine. It is delicious, not too bitter and not too sweet."

Thranduil moves the glass made out of crystal and filled with wine over to Gwen. After some hesitation Gwen wraps her hand around the glass and takes a small sip out of it. The wine was really delicious, like Thranduil said. Placing the glass down onto the table again she felt his thumb on the edge of her lips as he was wiping one drop of wine from them.

His hand moving down from her lips and over her arm, leaving goose bumps on it. Thranduil then takes her hand into his and pulls her out of the stool. "Come here…" It was only a whisper but Gwendolyn stood up and followed his orders. He was gently pulling her onto his lap, wrapping one arm securely around her waist as her back was leaning against that arm.

"Thranduil, I…I…" He places one finger onto her lips and smiles slightly. "Shhh… I am intrigued since the day I first saw you, since you and your dwarf friends came into Mirkwood after my elves had rescued you from the spiders." His fingers were wrapping around her chin to bring her face closer to his.

Gwen's heart was beating so loudly, she was sure that he could hear the sound too. This was too close, he was too close but she was trapped, she couldn't even move. Her breath quickens and when Thranduil finally pressed his lips onto hers, causing her to let out a soft sigh.

The kiss started gently with only pecking and nibbling on lips but then Thranduil got more possessive and his fingers were clawing into the skin of her waist as he pushes his tongue into Gwen's mouth, tasting her tongue with his. He was being so aggressively that her head was bent down while his lips were crushing even harder onto hers.

Gwen places her hands onto his chest, trying to push him away since she was running low of air. Thranduil felt her urge to breathe and pulled back, but just a little bit, his lips just inches away from hers, their noses slightly touching.

Her chest was heaving as her breaths were going hard and quick. Thranduil's eyes were looking deeply into hers, closing his eyes again halfway he wanted to steal another kiss from her but Gwen slides from his lap and backs away. "No, no… that…Thran…King…Thranduil, I want to go home. Please." Her whole body was shivering. She was scared, confused. She wanted to leave this place but at the same time, she never wanted to leave his arms.

Thranduil got up from his stool and was reaching for her hand, but Gwen keeps walking away from him. That broke his heart… Confused by that feeling, Thranduil got angry and he lost his temper. He called for one guard and instantly one was there, grabbing Gwen by her arm. "No! You stay here, you are my property now! Thorin Oakenshield traded you for the companies and his own freedom." With that being said, the guard pulled Gwen alongside with him and brought her to her chamber, closing the door and staying in front of it.