Thanks again for the follows/reviews/recognition! I started this story coz I had a bit to drink and a lot of imagination at the time, and it's turned into something big in my mind. I forgot to mention I DON'T OWN ANYTHING other than my emotions and feelings towards everything in the hobbit :P This is my first Fanfic so apologies if it starts to go downhill.

"Uh, gonna let me know why I'm being stared at pal?" Marina whispered towards Ulfraed's direction. She had the same reaction at school where she was the last one standing at the high jump against the schools champion athlete and she had nothing to do with sports at the time. It made her feel the same as that time – uncomfortable and slightly embarrassed. She looked over at Ulfraed and saw for the first time he looked flustered and was reddening at the cheeks. Oh god, she thought, was that considered provocative in Middle Earth? All I did was a basic spin…

"You…well…uh…" Ulfraed was beside himself with nerves. She took a step towards him but he jumped ever so slightly at that. Marina looked around the courtyard again, taking in everyone's looks. Even Thorin looked a little shocked. Fili finally broke the silence.

"Looks like you're stronger than you've let on kiddo!" He joked aloud. It seemed to help to atmosphere somewhat, and the others started murmuring to each other. It didn't help Marina's confusion however. How could something that was a simply hobby back home be such a big deal here? Her questions were soon to be answered for her, and she wouldn't like the answers.

"Marina, come with me" An elven servant spoke out of nowhere, coming up to her and taking her by the wrist.

"Ow, hey, easy on the arrest!" Marina exclaimed. She had been manhandled out of plenty of clubs before, but she didn't get used to it, nor did she enjoy any minute of being controlled. The elf said nothing and she decided against struggling out of his grasp. She knew there was no way she could escape him. In a flash she was taken from her family and newfound friend and towards the huge entrance doors. He led her out of the courtyard and along the miles of corridors of the palace, all the while still holding onto her like she would suddenly vanish out of existence if he let go. She thought of asking him what on Earth was going on and what had happened to the pleasantries she had received earlier that day, but decided to hold her tongue and wait for the right moment. After about ten minutes of walking and getting disorientated, she recognized that she was being taken towards the small lake where she nearly drowned the last night. Her heart started hammering against her chest. Oh jeez, am I going to be thrown into the lake of eternal doom? Her thoughts continued to haunt her until the elf stopped and let her go. With a bow, he left without a word, leaving her alone in the vast outdoors. Or so she thought.

"You seem to be causing even more trouble than what I imagined you would," came a voice from behind her. She stiffened, her heart now stopping rather than hammering. She didn't know what was worse. Although she could not see whom the voice belonged to she knew exactly who it was, the snide remark, the sarcastic tone, and the expression of the voice. It fluttered her heart back into beating properly.

"Have I been brought here to be killed?" Marina managed to say, a little louder than she had intended. She stayed very still, looking straight ahead at the beautiful trees across the lake. They were in full bloom against the midday sun. She heard a chuckle and a deep breath being taken. Oh please get this over with, she thought desperately.

"Oh the silliness of half breeds" his voice came again, even more sarcastic this time, making her head go red with rage. Half breed? He must be looking for a reaction, HA! Two could play at this game, she thought maliciously. Instead of turning and shouting at him, she stayed put, pouted her lips and replied, "Well, what do you expect? I am half elf which means I must be a spoiled, idiotic, disgusting piece of shite who doesn't care about anything but looks and alcohol, which is true since I have managed to drink all your best wines. But you probably can't see that part of me, because I do have the wonderful curves of a dwarf which you elf probably think is the worse site you've ever seen, so I'm sorry pole dancing makes you uncomfortable but you'll just have to deal with it you lousy…" she was cut off by an arm holding her back against someone's front and a blade across her neck tight. She fell silent and tried not to move. A few moments passed of silence and stillness. All she knew is that whoever was holding her(She knew who it probably was) smelled absolutely amazing, and felt firm and tall behind her. They stood there for what seemed an eternity, when the owner of the knife whispered in her ear in a deep, seductive voice that made her whole body tingle, "You will take that back or so help me I will cut off your beautiful curves and send you to be a simple elven slave to the humans working as a whore." He loosened his grip on the knife and spin Marina round fast, keeping her close. Her eyes met his, his beautiful, grey blue eyes above her, soaking in every one of her features. Never had he seen her look so gorgeous and lustful. In all his years looking at her grow up though the portal, he had never seen her true beauty. It shocked him. Shocked him so much it left him speechless. She would see everything now that was going through his head. As soon as her eyes made contact with his she could see the truth of last night. She found out he was so amazed by her he had to leave before he gave himself away. He had only shown his emotions to one, one he truly loved long ago, who he lost in a battle against orcs. Marina learned everything about Thranduil, he had opened his mind completely for her to invade, and he did so with pleasure. Last night he was intimidated by her powers, but now, he wanted her to know everything. Everything about his past and present. She strayed into his mind for ages. It took about half an hour before she retracted her powers. She was gazing up at him, his grasp still firm around her keeping her close. She didn't struggle at all anymore.

"So, you've seen everything I've done for the past twenty years and not realised that you had feelings towards me? Not very King-ish of you oh wise one" Marina teased, leaning in closer to his flawless face.

"You were more of a moving picture before, now I see you here and you shine in a new light, a light that only love can be seen in" He answered slyly, he too moving closer.

"And is that light more beautiful than your precious jewels in Erebor?" Marina whispered, closing her eyes.

"It is the most beautiful light of all, in all of Middle earth" Thranduil hushed, sighing and finally made his lips meet hers, sending a jolt through each other's bodies, making him pull her even closer to his body. Marina responded fiercely, her body rippling against his, her opening his mouth to get even closer. He backed her against a near wall, ripping her outer robes off and casting them aside. Marina pulled at his robes and soon enough they were both in their undergarments, their hands going everywhere, trying to touch every part of each other's bodies, never getting enough. Marina tangled her fingers in his long hair, tugging him close and hard against her face, desperately wanting him. Wanting him more than any drink or any adventure she had ever wanted. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

So that's the best I can do on a lot of wine and exhaustion. Thanks for reading, the next chapter will be either very saucy or cute and romantic haven't decided yet. Let me know what I should do via reviews and I'll cya all soon