A/N: This is going to be an eight part series since my original intention was just to make this a OneShot. But being the creative bastard that I am, I'm just going to make this Fic a series.

Oh and side note (since I watched the Hobbit millions of times and they translated stuff lol) Anything written within {These lovely thingies} are translations for the reader…. Nyla doesn't really

know what they are saying. lol…

The hours passed quickly as I was escorted back to my cell. I chatted lightly with Fili about it, but I decided to keep details at a minimum.

"What happened, lass?" He asked.

"Nothing of importance… But I know that I'm not leaving anytime soon…" I replied.

"You know, I never caught your name…"

"Does it matter Fili? Does it matter who I am? Does it matter what my name is?" I asked. I knew that now, since I was a slave, my true identity did not matter… only what I am capable of doing for the king mattered.

"It matters to me." He murmured, "I've seen you, lass. You're more beautiful than any mortal I've ever seen in my life. And for your name to pass my lips every once in a while would be nice."

I pondered at his confession… His kind words were sincere and I smiled a bit, knowing that he couldn't see me made me blush.

"Fili…" I started quietly, putting my hand up to the wall.

"Yes?" I could sense he put his hand up to the opposite side of the wall.

"Nyla" I whispered to Fili, "My Name is Nyla"

"No talking to other prisoners…" The guard said coldly to Fili, "And as for you, you won't be sleeping in the dungeons… you will retire to my father's chambers." He turned his attention to me.

His Father? He's a prince?

The prince unlocked the cell door and pulled me by my arm into the narrow walkway as he shut the door locking it. He pushed me towards Fili's cell; it is still unclear if he did it on purpose or not.

I met eyes with dark blue pools as the dwarf straightened, standing up to the bars of the cell.

His eyes brightened as he reached out to put his hand upon mine, but The prince turned and pulled me by my arm away, dragging me up the geometric dungeon to a small room with a blue pool of water in the midst of it.

{Father, you requested the mortal slave…} I heard the prince speaking in Elvish. I couldn't understand what he was saying but I knew it was about me.

{Yes, now leave us, Legolas.} The king said, casting his hand out for his son to leave.

"Disrobe…" He commanded, turning his attention to me when Legolas disappeared out of the room.

The urge to jump on his back and choke his ass out was on the edge of rising over the top. I hated being told what to do; especially when I was in a position of absolutely no power. But I still did as he said, removing the thin material again. His eyes were lustful, as they wandered over my body again as my hair didn't cover anything this time; the king saw to that. My hair was braided back so it didn't chunk over my chest. He said that "slaves should be presentable in the presence of a higher power"

"Step into the water…" He whispered, as he moved behind me; I could feel his breath ghost over my shoulder which sent a chill up my spine.

I stepped forward slowly until I reached the pool, dipping my foot into the relaxing warmth. I sighed as I let the rest of my body sink into the water. The entire time that I was getting comfortable in the water, the king stripped himself down to join me, as I felt his pale arms wrap around my waist like silk.

His movements were fluid in air…. In water, they were godly.

He turned me around resting my head on his chest; my arms were drooped at my sides awkwardly as he began to speak to me in Elvish.

{My little mortal, I have you all to myself, now… So pure… so warm…} He said.

He slid his fingers down my back and cupped my ass cheek in one of his large palms. His other hand gripped the base of my skull as he dipped his head down, stealing a lustful, but meaningless kiss. I didn't kiss him back; I refused to let my physical attraction to him get the best of me. He broke contact with my lips to look at me in the eyes.

"You will enjoy this." He growled.

The sentence came out more as a command, than an invitation.

I had no other choice but to succumb to him. I'm not going to lie, I found him inappropriately attractive since the moment I saw him. The arrogance that he had really turned me on; whether I liked it or not. I was used to being told what to do, but not like this. Before, it was more like advice. Guidance. But now, I was being forced to perform sexual favors to the whim of a king. And the whole idea excited me, creating a strange tingling between my legs.

The king leaned back down to kiss me again, the fire evident in his eyes. The need of release radiated from his skin. I returned the affection as his lips collided with mine roughly. He started roughly fondling my body as he began to noticeably lose his self-control. The ellon before me was turning into a wild animal; his mighty composure was crumbling quickly as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, tangling his graceful hands into my hair.

"Stop…" He said as He pulled his face from mine, breathing heavily.

I still don't know whether or not the king was talking to me or himself. I guess I don't really care… It was time for me to become a woman in body and in soul… Slave to the king or not, I was going to get what I wanted.

"Come with me…" He murmured as he graciously stepped out of the water, pulling my out as well…

The king didn't bother to redress himself as he wandered into his chambers, pulling me behind him.

I marveled at the sight before me: Like the great antler throne, the bed was fit for a king; the bedposts were like braided wood, beautifully finished with a delicate shine… the headboard, like the great throne of the king were made of antlers, decorated with wild berries and small flowers that only bloomed in the autumn. The floor was an icy frosted marble, the dark swirls perfectly crafted and sealed into the stone.

The king glided behind me as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist as he rested his chin on the top of my head. His silvery hair spilled around my shoulders and he took in a deep breath, inhaling my scent….

A/N: Okay I hate building up to smut but whatever… I PROMISE THAT THERE WILL BE A SCENE NEXT CHAPTER! :D