Chapter Title- Waterfalls
Chapter Rating- T-M
By the time that Kiana comes back to my chambers, I'm already wearing the gown. It reaches past my knees and is a slim-fitting perfect fit. I gaze in awe as I look at my reflection, not hearing the door open behind me. I smile as I reach up to do my hair and let out the braids, but feeling skin against my fingers instead of hair. I look behind me to see a short form standing behind me, a secretive look on his face. I attempt to hide the impending grin on my face, but I can't help curving my lips at the sight of him. "Esh Kakahurel, Tauriel."(Allow me to assist you, Tauriel.) Kili says, smiling at me, a glimmer of adoration in his eyes. I kneel down in front of my nightstand, facing the mirror to allow Kili to reach my hair. He's only a few centimetres shorter than me, but he cannot reach the top of my head. "Like a waterfall of flames, beautiful and deadly." He tells me, commenting on my hair.
"Jarmun Saurunon." (I've missed you.) I say, remembering how I had almost lost him in the Battle of Five armies. He had gotten the wind knocked out of him and blacked out when he had been attacked by bolg. His armor had protected him from death. I shiver as I remember holding him in my arms, believing he was dead, until a healer elf had told me that there still was hope. I carried him off the battlefield, stepping over lifeless bodies of orcs, dwarves, and my own elven kin.
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Kili seems to be talking to me, not knowing that I had spaced out. "Tauriel?" He asks me, as if he has a question for me. "Yes?" I say, looking in the mirror at my finished hair. Kili runs a warm finger over my shoulder blade, trailing down my back and over my arms. "Jarm Logel Non." He tells me. (I love you.) I groan inwardly as I realize how difficult things had just gotten. "Kili-" He cuts me off with a kiss, but I seal my lips, symboling that I did not want this right now. He pulls away, looking ashamed and ready to leave. "I understand, you have eyes for the elf." He says, completely misunderstanding my action. "No, Kili-" I try again, but he has already left my chambers.
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Later that night, I'm talking with Thranduil while both Kili and Legolas stare daggers at me. I try to keep my mind off of them, but I find it impossible. Thranduil is trying to talk to me, but once again, I have spaced out. "-and I have a special guest coming into Mirkwood this moon, and I would like to place you in guard of him." He finishes, finally realizing that I had dazed off. "Okay." I say, not wanting Thranduil to think me rude for not listening. Suddenly, a seemingly intoxicated young elf pranced her way over to Kili and sat down in his lap while he sits at the bar. I feel a flush of jealousy cover my heart as I excuse myself, exiting the feastroom. I can hear footsteps behind me, probably a guard or Kiana. I run through the garden, reaching a secretive spot where I like to go when I wish to be alone. A lone tree with a waterfall to the left of it. I quietly slip out of my clothes, -all of them- and step into the warm water of the pool. When I walk far enough to be shoulders deep, I pull my hair out of my braid, but realize that something odd is holding it together.
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I pull the talisman out slowly, trying not to break it. I quickly find that the talisman was put there by Kili when he had done my hair. I stare, mesmerized, at the runes carved into the metal band. "Iksh Kahkavel."(Dwarvish- My love) I feel the urge to scream, but not wanting to be found in this compromising position, I throw the band back onto the shore aggressively, screaming on the inside. I hear something moving in a tree nearby, and look up… to see Legolas standing in the tree above me.