Note: Sorry that it took me so long to release this chapter but i had to study a lot but now i have more time again, my sincere apologize to everyone reading this (if there are any xp .. well i hope so) I hope you enjoy this one, i oh so hope for you to make some reviews if you like because it pushes my motivation to the top *-*
Alarmed the seneschal and the Elleth entered again the woods, they decided to enter the woods walking because so they would be much quieter than riding a horse they had orders to follow as soon as possible.
Thranduil was sitting on the edge of his bed, worthy of a King the bed was big and luxurious with silky dark green bedsheets adorned with silver sparkly lines, smooth big and small pillows in silver, his chamber was luxurious no matter which direction you looked at, the walls were fine decorated with amazing elvish lines and it was the only chamber with a view the river in his realm, it was sort of a balcony, a few meters from his bed on the wall in front of it, was a sort of aperture like an entrance and behind it was his bathing room, it was sort of a big bathing pond a beautiful pool. ..he sure had the best spot of his caves and he was alone in his chamber with the mortal maiden.
The firiel was laying next to him in the middle of his bed, she was by far the most beautiful thing in his beautiful chamber, and he was watching her carefully, the King was enjoying the view in front of him seeing the mortal maiden and her fragil figure, although her dress and her body were dirty and pearls of sweat were covering her forehead, cheeks and nose, she still looked fragile and beautiful he felt the need to protect this female. Dried blood was on the straps of her dress where she was stung, Thranduil cured her as far as he could until there were barely visible little scars, the venom was extremely minimized but she still would need time to fully recover and her body would be still extremely week.
Athiriel was still in a deep slumber, she woke in a room full of light that almost made her blind, the figure of a woman was approaching her until she could see her perfectly, this woman was beyond beautiful, with long golden blond hair, blue eyes that reflected the ocean her smile was just as beautiful but full of guilt she too was an Elleth, " Are you the voice in my head ?", Athiriel asked, the woman took the maiden hands in her own and answered, " I am, Athiriel I have to thank you, I am honestly grateful for what you did and you were absolutely brave out there I knew you would make it, I believed in you", the girl was staring at the beautiful Elf talking to her, like a tired child she again asked, " Perhaps you can tell me now who you are and what you desire me to do now that I crossed the woods?", and again the Elf-woman refused to answer that question she knew she did not have enough time to explain and said, "Dear one, you will find out soon enough, now let your mind and body fall back to sleep and allow me to posses your body if necessary, I will not carry it to far but I need your body, Athiriel invite me in" the words of this Elleth were like a sedative to the mortal girl while her surroundings were turning black and she was almost back to sleep she invited the Elleth in.
The Elvenking would not dare to undress this firiel neither would he let anyone do it, carefully and with tender touches he took the straps of her dress down and with a wet soft cloth he began to clean her with blood covered skin, with very tender moves he began with her neck moving down to her shoulders following her collarbone down to her arms, he than took her hands and cleaned them very careful not to wake her yet, being done with the upper part of her body he wiped the cloth and decided to continue with her legs, gently pulling her dress up for her legs to be completely exposed but not so much to expose other intimate body parts, he watched her skin with delightful eyes mesmerized by her body he gently run the cloth up and down her legs not withstanding his desire to touch her skin, he than used his hands to gently run his fingers up and down her leg, Athiriel in her deep slumber felt his touch, it gave her shivers wich the King saw taking the cloth again to finish his doing. For Athiriel what she just felt was wonderful such a gentle touch yet it gave her skin so many beautiful sensations, his touch was so warm and every millimeter he touched was left with a wonderful tingling sensation. Thranduil wiped the cloth again to freed her face from dirt and sweat, pulling a few strands of hair off her face to clean her thoroughly after he finished cleaning her, he found himself staring at her lips and again he took his hand and caressing her cheek he gently and slowly ran his thumb along her lips, a desire was awakening deep inside of him a desire he would not allow and disgusted with himself he took his hand away raising to leave to his balcony to get fresh air and clear his thoughts and the sensation this mortal maiden was giving him. Now Athiriel's lips felt like burning and she too was left with longing sensations.
The King was standing on his balcony thinking while watching the water of his river flowing down the little cascades and reaching his protecting walls where the dwarves once escaped through.
"How is this mortal child capable of giving me such sensations?", he asked himself still disgusted, what he felt was betrayal to his feelings and the loyalty he felt towards his wife, the only emotions the King has been feeling all this years was his grief, sadness and sourness after his wife's death, "How is it possible for me to desire this mortal woman's body", he sighed in anger, his sharp ears detecting footsteps approaching him, he turned to look behind and found the mortal woman standing right in front of him, surprised by the mortal one staring at him he did not say a word the following moments, something about this maiden was really strange, gaining back his royal composure and with an arrogant tone he said, "My Reflex could had killed you for sneaking behind me like that, better don't do that ever again. You should lie in bed weak mortal", Athiriel gave him a smile filled with love while raising her hand to caress his cheek but the King rapidly took her hand in his, preventing her from touching him while he astonished by her behavior asked her, " I did not allow you to touch me, what are you thinking woman?!", Athiriel responded, " I did not know my love, that I needed your permission to touch my lovely husband", the King's eyes widened instantly he couldn't believe what he just heard.
