In the ruins Dale, right in the midst of battle, a fleeing Sigrid stumbles upon an ancient artifact, forgotten by time itself. This strange trinket will alter her soul, twisting it into something alien and forlorn. The Elvenking's words served as a jarring strike across her pretty face. "Mark my words, little Sigrid, The moment you slid that ring on, you sealed your fate."
Rated: M - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 11 - Words: 48,144 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 18 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 11/6/2020 - Published: 2/9/2020 - Elvenking Thranduil, Sigrid