She lay there in the soft warm comfort of her bed. Thranduil asleep beside her. His breathing steady and even. She knew why he was being a bit selfish with his time. Eventually they would be separated and Elthian would go with her. While he did love their consort, she was his wife. She loved it when he behaved like this. Like she was the most precious thing to him. He truly had the depths of her heart. Elthian shared that space. In fact he had been a bit in the background lately.

Thranduil whom had not slept in several days was finally deep within it and she would not disturb him. Sliding from the sheets she rose and wrapped her robe about her body. The sun would rise soon and she wanted to bathe in the big pool. Leaving the room she scampered down the corridor past the nursery and her sleeping children. Down to the large bath. It was Thranduil's bath. This pool swallowed her when she slid into it. The water seemed warmer as well.

She stood in the shallow part. Yes it had a deeper area but Thranduil was very tall. Here was where she went about actually washing. With scented soaps and oils for her hair. Once clean she sat in the warm water and just sighed.

"Good Morning my Queen." Her head lifted to peer over the edge . Elthian stood there with a smile.

"Good morning Melamin. Thranduil is actually sleeping so I thought I would steal a bath in the big pool."

He walked slowly to the side and leaned against it . "I am not on duty just yet. I could join you."

Her brows lifted and she smiled. "I would not mind that so much. She teased and pushed her body away from the shallow and floated herself down where the water was deeper. Elthain did not have to be offered twice. He began to strip from his tunic and leggings. He too had broad shoulders and a muscled chest. His body built so much like Thranduil's only a bit shorter and more muscled. He lowered himself over the edge and sat upon one of the steps.

"why so distant?" He asked softly and she looked around the water to her neck. her body just floating weightless.

"I am not." she protested gently then Slowly she would drift closer to him and he reached out for her. Pulling her through the water and against him.

"I have missed you." He whispered and buried his face against her shoulder. His lips pressing to the flesh at her collar bone.

"I have been right here." She felt a shiver ride her body when his lips moved up to her neck.

"Surely you have Melamin but your husband has been a bit greedy lately." He chuckled and slides his hand into her wet mane. Tilted her head back so he could look into her eyes.

"Perhaps a little." She agreed. "I understand it though. I will be yours for well, who knows how long."

Elthian lowered his lips to hers and kissed them tenderly. "indeed you will be. Yet it will be no holiday Melamin."

Her arm wrapped around him she grinned and pressed many soft kisses against his chin and jaw line. "No it will not be but I will be there with you. Weathering with you. I worry for him."

Elthian nodded gently and drew her in for another kiss. "The King will weather this battle like he has many others. Once he is there and in that way of thinking. He will be fine. I have seen it before. He becomes something entirely different. He becomes driven."

she had no way of knowing what this meant but Elthian seemed confident. Soon they were sharing kisses and moaning against each others lips. He was very hungry for her and showed it in the way he moved. How he had her. Pinned against the side of the pool. His hips rolling and her body filled and helplessly shaking Elthians passion for her grew by the day. Today he was able to finally let it explode from him and she took all he could give. Until he was the one now helpless and gasping. Drawing her back with him towards a shallow place Where they could lounge for a while before breakfast.

Bynsarda had been treated quite well during her stay with Drannor. She had been given a small room all her own within his castle. He held the southern most point away from his Master. Drannor dealt with men mostly. He being seen as a god by most of them. They were quite easy to sway to his side and now they must prepare for war. Which they were hungry for.

He called on her rarely in those first days. So she spend her time reading from his vast library. She could read Sindar and Quenya. Even some of the old language Minogos spoke. These books were written in Quenya. They were very told and very interesting. She glanced over as her door began to open. She reclined on the lounge in the light from the window. She sat up quickly. Drannor entered and began to grin.

She wore a slip of a dress. Just a bit of silk that draped over her curves. A strap slid from the curve of her shoulder and down her arm . revealing a bit more flesh. She was rather attractive. He found it curious how his counterpart enjoyed fuller women. He to found he prefered them. When he was interested in women of course.

"What may I do for you Master?" she asked pleasantly yet the look in her eyes said he was interrupting her.

He just walked deeper into her room. It was furnished rather nicely for a small space. She the best decoration within. "What are you reading my dear?" He stepped closer and looked at the books spine. He blinked and looked to her with his golden eyes a bit wide. "You understand this?" He asked.

She smiled at him and nodded gently." I do Master. I am reading about the first age. Your Master was rather busy. So was your father."

He lowered down and sat near her feet. He leaned back against the arm rest . His elbows sliding over it . "Indeed. It was all a waste though. So much power wasted just to destroy one island. Little foresight was given to things. There was great suffering for nothing. Just as I see in the future."

Bynsarda marked her place and set the book to the side. His words were interesting. So she would listen. "You have my full attention Master. Why have you come?" She asked again.

"I am feeling a bit amorous and I thought you could ease my desires." He said with a smug grin. "After all you are at my mercy. Besides, with more and more emissary's arriving soon you will be asked to perform and in those cases things might become a bit interesting. You need to be familiar with me. "

Her green eyes widened then lowered their gaze to her hands. They were trembling upon her lap. None of this went unnoticed by him.

"Have I treated you badly? Has anyone you have been in contact with abused you?" He asked and looked at her. She shook her head.

"No?" he asked making her say it out loud.

" No!" she stated loudly and he smiled. "So then you are not rebuking my advances because you have fear. Am I utterly unattractive to you? Does my body disgust you?" he now asked firmly.

She groaned and shook her head. "No Master you are attractive. Very much so. Sometimes it is hard not to look at you. " She spilled all that and took a deep breath. "You know that already. You know you are alluring. Minogos is the same way." she trailed off and sighed.

He smirked a bit. "Do you think he would not want you because you lay with me?" Now he was hitting on what was really bothering her. He could see it in how she tensed up. He was on her so quickly she did not even see him move. His hands very strong and he moved her in what position he desired. He body laying between her soft plump thighs. She pinned firmly against the back of the lounge . She could go no where and do nothing to defend herself.

His eyes bore into hers until she could no longer look into them and turned her head. He was so close. He just breathing in her scent. Truly he could not wait to taste her.

"Now do you see my dear. You can not say no to me. I can and will take what I want when I want it. I would just much rather to somewhat consent. While I think you want to, your worry is wasted. He knows if you defy me I will take you regardless. " now he just smiled sweetly at her and it aggravated her to the core. "tell me you do not desire my touch. Look me in the eye and say it out loud." He hissed against her ear. He pulled back and she looked at him.

Her lips trembled and she gasped. "I can not."

He just grinned then. Rising happily he scooped her up and carried her towards the bed. Laying fully down he crawled over her. One hand pinning her wrists over her head the other free to roam over her curves. She trembled under his touch . His hand ridding her flesh of the dress. Pulling it up higher and higher over her hip until his hands find purchase on the flesh between her thighs.

She gasps and her thighs tense as they try to close but his knees keep them right where he wants them. He held her gaze until she stop struggling. His fingers slide between pink folds and over her very swollen clit. Making her jerk against his hold. This made him grin once more. The more he touched the more he could see the shift in her mood quite visible in her gaze. Finally she was giving in. Nothing about this had to be unpleasant. In fact he had hoped she would see it his way.

He released her wrist but she kept them over her head. His hands roam down over her breast then under the silk of her dress to find her breast and sensitive nipples. Now she squirmed. Now she whimpered His lips lowered to wrap around a pink nipple. Slowly sucking it . His tongue lazily flicks against it until she was grinding her hips against the bed. He pulled away his robes and tossed them aside. His naked flesh pressing to hers. His lips finding hers . She eagerly kissed him . Her hands on his cheeks. Tremble then fall to her sides.

He already pressing thick throbbing flesh against her. She was no virgin. No shrieking violet. Yet this made her nervous. Her belly trembled as he rolled his hips forward. The thick tip piercing her and sliding inside. The thick head squeezed within her. His hisses against the kiss. He fought against his more bestial urges. He wanted to just have her completely. Right then. Yet he was keenly aware of the amount of pain that would cause her and deep down something just would not give in on this.

He was as gentle as he could manage. Instead he pushed himself back. Lifting to watch her. Every little nuance playing out on her features. First was pain. As much as she liked to compare him to Minogos . On this there was no comparing. He was larger and she was struggling with that. He began to find pleasure in doing this slowly. Just enough until she was just over her limit and stopping to watch her struggle .

It was a beautiful thing. His eyes slowly drifted down from her face over her body. Her flesh pinkened the more aroused she became. His eyes trailing down between her thighs. Delighting in how she looked stretched around him. Pink petals engorged with her need stretched prettily around veiny flesh. He felt something for this female. It drew him in deeper and soon She was embracing Him and it was his heart that now raced.

He no longer wanted to hurt her or even make her slightly uncomfortable. He only wish to hear moans of pleasure and cries of completion. Her song filling him with a warm feeling. Such a foreign thing. Yet he craved it and took more from her. This was becoming a spiritual moment. Something he wasn't expecting. He threw himself deeper into it. She was there. Swimming in the sea of lust. Her arms around him. His around her and then bliss. Mind numbing bliss. He wasn't even sure how long he lingered in that place. Entwined with her. Yet to become fully one was denied him.

He lay beside her on the small bed. She cradled in his arms. Gasping for each breath. He felt his body trembling. They lay like this for hours. Dozing on and off. Waking to get lost in kisses and then sleeping taking them again. The sun was lowering in the horizon when he finally became fully awakened. She curled up against him . His hand passing slowly over his face. That had gone entirely too far and now he wasn't sure he could stop. He lay back down and listened to her sleep. Making attempts to rise from the warmth and failing. He finally gave in and just embraced her again and made himself comfortable.

The fact that everything was beginning this day was not lost on the Queen. She was at the finally meeting. All those involved were there in the Study. The deeply unsettled look on Finnola's face was heart breaking. Glorfindel was leaving in the morning. He was being especially sweet to her that night. She had witnessed several stolen kisses between them. Jeven and Tauriel were going together. He was crucial to the plan and she was an excellent fighter. Juniper was going to miss them both. This was a good part of her own team that was leaving.

She sat curled up in a large rather fluffy chair. It nearly swallowed her. Elrond noticed her rather dour expression and wandered over.

"I know this is no time of celebration but you look particularly miserable." He looked down on her . His lips smiling gently.

She sighed and wiggles around so it was easier to look up at him. "I suppose I am feeling rather deeply about all this. I have known we will leave and go to war Elrond. I know what that means. Yet this day always seemed so distant. Now it is here and I am sending my family into the unknown."

Yes she knew what war meant. Yet she had no real experience with this type of warfare. Not with moving a vast army across the arda. She was in for many moments like this.

"I fear it will not get easier. This will be a test for your constitution Juniper. Will you be determined to finish what you have started? Our leaving tomorrow is the beginning of something that will be hard. Have faith Juniper. There are powers greater than ourselves at play."

Peering up at Elrond. He was being honest with her. He did not candy coat it. She nodded and sighed. As her eyes lowered that was when she noticed him. He hung to the back as well. Minogos leaned against the wall near the door. Minol doing the same next to him. "excuse me Elrond." She said softly and rose from her chair and walked towards them. Minol held up his hand. "My Lady I must beg you to keep your distance. Your Husband feels us dangerous to you." He said that in true Minol fashion.

"Oh shut up." She snapped at him. "I am the one doing the talking and the standing near you. I think you are safe." Her attention turned to Minogos. "Someday I hope to see you dance. So You are not allowed to perish before then. "

He began to grin and sighed. "Is that an order My Queen?" He asked and eyed her.

"It is ." She then reached out and hugged him. This action got the attention of nearly everyone in the room. Especially Thranduil. When she let him go she walked to the door and let herself out. She could not bear it any longer. Thranduil looked to Elthian who immediately was out the door. Unfortunately, Thranduil could not leave his part of the meeting. Not yet.

"My Lady." He called after her .

She stopped and her shoulders trembled. She was sobbing . When he caught up to her she fell into his arms.

"where would you like to go?" He asked her as she was lifted to his chest.

"further inside the mountain. down to the lowest point where the song of the arda itself is loudest."

Her answer made him blink. She had never asked to go deeper into the mountain.

She had begun to despair like this when she believed she had hurt him. He could feel it. The negative waves coming from her. Her body cradled in his arms . Her head lays against his chest. He walked along the pathways only allowed by the royal family. These were quiet paths. Ones that were light a lit more dimly. She rested against him and he moved fluidly. Her rest undisturbed. He passed the last floor of lodgings and now began to go lower to storage and finally the Dungeon.

There were few prisoners and even then. In this part it was unused. Accept for more storage. This was dry goods. Various rolls of cloth and many other textiles. He could see easily. She not so much but her glow seemed to light the way. He placed her down on a roll of soft cottony cloth. Stepping back he watched her from the shadows. Her legs dangle down . Her heels bouncing softly against more fabric under her. Her hands folded gently upon her lap and even with the darkness she closed her eyes and listened to what was to him complete silence.

She slides down from the cloth. Her bare feet on the stone. "There you are." she said softly and lowered down. Sitting down. Soon she was smiling and humming softly.

Elthian stepped closer. Lowering to a crouch in the inky darkness. He looked closely at her and listened to her humming along. Her eyes opened . She saw not him but the gentle glow he made in her vision. Something only she seemed to see. "Can you hear the song?" She asked softly and he sighed to her. "No My Lady I can not."

"You are not listening Elthian. Part of me is in you. Remember. " She reached out then and tugged at his arm .

He laughed softly and sat down with his back against the bolts of cloth. She shifted so she sat in his lap. Her feet on the stone. Her hands taking his. His arms wrap around her.

"Now listen. It comes from the rock around us. The song of the arda. The world sings for those that live upon her. Giving it life."

His eyes close and his breaths calm and begin to match hers. Then slowly it came from the distance. A low rumbling note. Long and sustained. Over it another layer. Softer yet still low. Then over that another layer softer and more melodic. Then voices . Beautiful voices . Light and airy . He held her and listened to the symphony around them. The song brought tears to his eyes and to her heart comfort.

Here she was communing with her family and he was privleged to come along for the ride. They sat just like this for hours. Letting the music carry them where ever it wish to go. Elthian asleep and deep in dream. She right along with him. Smiling as they begin to experience the same dream world . A garden of eden all their own. Lost to the song.

He sat with her beside a stream. It babbled as it flowed. The sound so relaxing. The grass was a color green so rich it made him wonder if he had ever really seen green before. It was soft as a fine bed under him. He lay back and looked up at the trees. The leaves all manner of orange and red. Autumn leaves. Yet the sun was warm upon him and curling up at his side was she.

His eyes drifted to a patch of blue sky. It was a brilliant blue. Everything she saw was so vivid and alive. Finally, his eyes rest on the top of her head. His lips lowered to kiss it and she looked up to him. A warm happy smile on her lip in the moments before she kissed him.

What a kiss it was. Lingering and sweet . He felt her body and slight weight as she moved to lay upon him. Her lips leaving his and her hands before to explore his naked body .

"Please touch me." she whispered against his ear then slowly drug her moist hot tongue up along its edge. Making him shiver and moan in delight.

"yes Melamin." He moaned . His fingers beginning to glide up over her bare bottom. He had never felt this happy and content. He had never felt this aroused and in love. If this was a dream then let him live in it forever with her.

As the hours passed Thranduil began to worry. The hour of everyone's departure was at hand and the Queen or her Consort were no where to be found. He had seen how she left. The state of her mind and now there was a search for them. Thranduil snuck away. He needed some quiet. He could feel her. She was calm and happy. He began to wander the passages. Letting what he felt guide him deeper and deeper into his home. Down to the dark places no one hardly ever went.

Soon he was walking through inky dark corridors. 'My my they were hiding deep.' the thought. When he found them he began trying to wake them but they would not wake up. He rushed from the dark room and out towards the dungeon.

"Guards" He bellowed loudly until every single one of them was before him. "Get torches lit and find Lord Elrond . He should be in the study. Tell him to hurry. Both of you get a torch and follow me."

He pointed to the two youngest greenest looking guards he had. Dutifully they followed bringing with them light. The torches left in the hall. The light pours through the open door. Elthian and the Queen lay together and they would not wake up.

Thranduil would not move them. He did not know what could have happened . Moving them could be bad. Elrond and Gandalf appeared .

Gandalf moving to them. His hand on her head then moving to Elthians. "We must get them out of here and into the fresh air. Outside in the starlight. Make haste." Thranduil took Juniper and Elrond bore Elthian from the darkness they had been consumed by.

Once outside the breeze blew over her body. Her color shifted to silver and her lavender eyes opened to look on a very worried Thranduil and the creased brows of Elrond.

"Thank Eru. You have returned." Thranduil pulled her to him and she felt his tight embrace.

"What happened?" She asked confused.

Beside her Elthian was waking up as if from the best dream he had ever had. Gandalf clapped Elthian hard on the back making him gasp. " You were dug in deep there my young friend."

Thranduil looked to Gandalf as he held his wife. "What do you mean Mithrandir?" he asked needing to know what he just witnessed.

Gandalf smiled. "The pixie was seeking comfort. Her heart was breaking and she began to feel the despair. She went to the only place she could think of. To the voice of the world and she let herself fall deep into its song and from the looks of it took Elthian with her. Good thing you found them My Lord. They might not have ever woken on their own."

Thranduil pushed her back gently to look at her. Gandalf spoke up before Thranduil could scold her. "Juniper my dear. Do not do that again. Not when you are feeling weakened like that. Communion must only happen when you are of sound mind."

She nodded and buried her face against Thranduil chest and cried softly.

"We must be leaving My Lord." Elrond spoke softly and now Juniper began to sob. Thranduil carried the sobbing Pixie out to their departure place. She could not be consoled. She hugged them all and gave messages for Hannibal when they met up with him. She could not watch them leave. Thranduil took her and Elthian with him when he walked away.

He paused beside Feren for a moment. "Tomorrow we will begin." Was all he said and then he was off again.

Finnola stood and watched them fade into the darkness. Minol by her side.

"You will see him again Finnola. I can tell you that much without causing discord."

She nodded and took some comfort in that knowledge. "Thank you." She said with a sigh.

"Would you like a drink?" He asked and she nodded. "Well come along then. Galion awaits my return and I bet I have a vintage you will love. "

She found herself walking along with him. "Strange how I find myself about to get drunk with a demon." She muttered and He chuckled.

" Oh I suspect we could have quite a bit of fun , you and I Finnola. I can not wait to drink with your cousin the King of Rohan. " she just groans.