Emyra sat across from Thranduil at the table, the previous night he had danced with every young Elleth there was to be danced with and had then asked Emyra to join him for breakfast so she could meet the possible suitors, she had readied herself early so she would have time to speak to Thranduil, but he seemed to exhausted to want to speak very much. Emyra sighed impatiently which made Thranduil smile, but she ddin't have tome to counter it with a Sarcastic remark before the Elleths arrived.

Emyra stood so did Thranduil bowing her head at each one of them.

Thranduil asked them questions and they all answered blushing a little each time, Emyra didn't say anything the entire meal she was content with just listening to the conversation, but every so often she would catch Thranduil's gaze and smile.

"Excuse me, My King for asking, but who is this Elleth sitting with us? She hasn't said a word." Thranduil looked at Emyra, Emyra simply looked back at him.

"This is Emyra, Daughter of King Estalian." Thranduil replied, it was a simple reply and the truth. "She is a dear friend of mine and an important voice in my council." All of the Elleth's eyes widened at who Emyra actually was, and the one who asked the question quickly apologized. Thranduil spoke again. "She is a very sweet Elleth, and a wonderful friend."

Emyra smiled at his compliment before going back to her breakfast, she didn't blame them for not knowing who she was, she really looked nothing like either of her parents. Once all of the ladies left the room and the doors were closed Thranduil burst out laughing.

"You didn't even say a single word and you managed to scare every one of them." Thranduil laughed.

"Its amazing what a little bit of power can do." Emyra laughed but hers was very forced, she still laughed hard and even went to the extent of holding her sides.

After calming their childish giggles they walked to the Gardens and sat down on their favorite bench again.

"I hope you haven't offended the Lords who have brought their daughters here."

"How? By just being present?" Almost snapped at him, she sighed. "They can't do much about it." She said caressing a rose that had just broke from its bud. "Other than not letting their daughter Marry you, but thats their own loss really." Emyra shrugged slight and looked over at Thranduil; he was smiling, looking down at her. She smiled back but quickly looked at her hands that were set on her lap.

Emyra was going to miss being able to do this with Thranduil, when he was going to have a wife, she would be sitting on this bench in her place. Her stomach knotted and she sighed lightly, Thranduil seemed to understand what she was thinking because he did not say a word.

After a few minutes of silence Thranduil got up and placed a hand on top of her head, he slid it down grabbing a piece of her loose hair from behind her ear between his fingers, Emyra looked up at him, he was no longer smiling, he looked pained and only sadness could be found in his eyes.

"I have things to do...Emyra." He let the stand of hair go and walked away. Emyra did not look back at him this time, after a few minutes of sitting in silence she realized she was in need of a ride in the woods. Getting up she quickly made her way to the stables.