In-Between: Collection of Random Drabbles
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Summary: This is a companion piece to my other story, "In-Between". I will collect little snippets here that are missing from that body of work, or those that are a part of it but take place earlier. As of now, these stories mostly be about Tauriel's life in Mirkwood because I really like playing with that idea… and I just love Thranduil. But really, everything plays here.
I'm working on the next chapter of In-Between but it seems I'm working on too many things at a time and Thranduil just demanded my attention, too, so I had to come up with a backstory for him. Not that I mind. Hopefully, something will come out of it. Until then, here is another tidbit, again from Mirkwood.
She wasn't particularly worried when she couldn't find the children in their beds. It wasn't the first time, after all, that she'd found empty beds and rumpled sheets on the way to her bedchambers.
By now she knew where to go if she wished to find her wayward Elflings: she simply had to find their father.
That should be interesting, she thought. Thranduil was on a meeting with high ranking dignitaries from all over the realm, stretching well into the night.
When she reached the council hall, she stopped and suppressed an affectionate chuckle.
She had seen a lot of things ever since the nightly search for the children became a frequent occurrence.
She had seen father and children slumbering up on a tree branch.
She had seen them giggling in their marital bed as Thranduil entertained them with exciting stories.
She had seen their guilty faces – all three of them – when she caught them in the kitchen area munching on dried fruits.
She had seen them out like a log on a bench in the training area, wrapped up in Thranduil's heavy cloak, as her husband practiced his sword skills.
She had once had to go to the stables to collect two sleeping Elflings who smelled like wet hay. Apparently, helping their father groom his large elk was best done after bath-time… and, really, bedtime.
But, of course, Thranduil would not begrudge them anything. That was why he indulged them in their new fancy of sneaking out after bedtime to find him.
That was how she could come upon the sight that had greeted her upon her arrival in the council hall.
She had indeed seen a lot of things but she'd never seen a room full of dignitaries talking in hushed voices while two little Elflings were peacefully sleeping in the King's arms.
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