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Chapter 46

Thranduil POV

The Elvenking dismounted from his stallion with the grace of his kind, left the reigns in the capable hands of a young warrior and strode through the trees after the Captain of the Guard's tall form, their leather boots not making a sound on the forest floor.

Thranduil's mind went blank for a moment at the scene that waited for him: There on the ground, looking severely dishevelled and unconscious was his councilman, Lord Neldor.

He had not expected the missing elf to turn up in the forest, but back at the Palace some time later. He was not very concerned for the elf's wellbeing as they could all clearly seeing the steady rise and fall of his chest.

"Wake him."

All the other warrior elves in the clearing had stood back and waited for their King's command.

"Yes, My King."

A more senior elf in the guard stepped forward and tried to rouse the older elf with no success. So the King turned to the grey wizard that had followed him.

"Mithrandir, your assistance please."

"Very well Thranduil."

The grey wizard stepped forward and place his free hand on the forehead of the sleeping elf gently and closed his eyes.

It took a few minutes and there was absolute silence in the forest as they waited, but eventually they heard the gasping as the form on the ground took a deep lungful of air as his eyes sprung opne.

Immediately his hand went to the back of his head that throbbed relentlessly where Evie had hit him with the hilt of her sword.

Satisfied that his charge was well enough, the grey wizard stepped back to allow the King of the Greenwood elves to step forward.

"What a sorry state to find you in, Lord."

Thranduil was interested in the flicker of fear he detected behind the elf's eyes when he addressed him and it made him wonder what secret he was hiding.

He made a hand gesture and a few warriors stepped forward to help the fallen elf to his feet and not immediately releasing him upon completing the task, which was fortunate because any could see that the Lord was not steady on his feet at all. To his credit, he did bow his head in respect to his sovereign.

"My King."

"We last saw you not far from the Kingdom's gate, so tell me how you came to be here."

"I…I…it is difficult to say."

"Well let's start with something easier for you. How did you come to be in such a state?"

The tone of the King had become colder as the conversation went on, he could sense that something was not right and he wanted to get to the bottom of it. He had no time for games.

"I was in a hurry and I did not take care."

"What were you in such a hurry for in my forest?"

"I had to find someone."

"Clearly you found them and they did not give you a warm reception."

"That is correct."

Thranduil's bright blue eyes had been observing the normally calm and reserved elf for any changes that were out of character. His focus went to the object Lord Neldor was fiddling with in his hands and he recognised a familiar design that made his temper rise.

"Where did you get that?"

That questions made the council elf look sharply at the King in surprise and the fear now coated his entire face.

"I…I…" He licked his lips, not wanting to say the words. Feren spoke up from the sidelines, he too sensing something was amiss.

"You will answer our King's question."

There was some time when no one said anything, but the heavy breathing of the older dark elf was unmissable, especially with their sharp hearing.

"I will not repeat myself again Neldor."

"ItbelongstotheQueen."

It all came out in a rush and the King snarled in response.

"I know who it belongs to, for I was the one to gift it to her. How did it come to be in your possession?"

The elf Lord who looked like he was going to shit himself took a final deep breath and then told them everything.

"…And I tried to stop her and bring her back to the Palace but she knocked me out and I have no idea where she is now."

To say that the King was seething was an understatement, he was furious that a plot like this had been orchestrated under his nose by a senior trusted elf. He wanted to kill him.

But it was at that moment that he felt such gut wrenching pain down the bond, clutching one hand to his chest in agony while the other held on to the nearest elf, Captain Feren, to stop himself falling.

Evangeline!

His beloved was in pain and he needed to find her. These delays were unacceptable and he would allow nothing more to stand between him and his wife.

After a few moments, the pain began to ease and the King took a few steady breaths before opening his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

"Fine Feren. We need to move out."

"Of course. I'll arrange for some warriors to escort Neldor back."

"To the dungeons. Far away from the other prisoner. I do not want them communicating. Before we go…"

He stepped forward and ripped the diamond leaf clip from the other elf's hands.

"I don't believe you'll be needing this anymore. We are not done with this. You will suffer a punishment I deem fit for the crime of treachery."

And with that the Elvenking was done with him and everything else for today, his mind and his heart united on the single most important task: finding his wife.

Evie POV

Evie was dreaming. Or thoughts she was when some time later she opened her green eyes and took in the beautiful forest around her, teeming with life.

The trees were a vibrant brown and different shades of green, she could hear the chirping of birds and she looked directly into the curious face of a rabbit sitting on her chest.

"oh."

Her movement as she tried to sit up slowly caused the fluffy animal to bounce away in fright.

She did not know how long she slept for but was amazed at the difference in the environment around her, something she did not have time to really look at in the aftermath.

Raising her palms face up, she tried to summon her sparkly golden magic and was pleased to see it, but knew it would take more time for it to rejuvenate to its full potential once more.

Feeling a little stiff, she stretched out her limbs and then took the time to stand, testing her strength.

Finding herself able to stand on two feet, she gingerly took a few steps and sighed in relief when she felt just a little achy and not any bursting pain.

Waking towards a now healed tree, she reached out and gently touched the bark, jumping slightly and her eyes were wide when the connection allowed her to hear the voice of the tree singing her praises and how she saved them.

She smiled and then whispered, "You are most welcome." Before moving on, trying to find the trail that would ultimately lead her home.

After a few steps she noticed that she had a little procession following her closely and looked back to observe the deer, rabbits and birds all focused on her.

Tossing her wild red curls over she shoulder, Evie held out her hand and smiled encouragingly as a bird flew down and landed on her hand.

"Will you help me find my way home?"

She took the bird look as a yes and moved the bird to sit on her shoulder before continuing on, humming softly as she went.

Every so often the birds would chime in and she would change the tune up to help pass the time, but never did she feel lonely.

Its wasn't long though for her to start feeling emotions such as worry, panic, anxiety and she knew that these emotions did not belong to her.

The feelings were so strong and she didn't realise how much she'd missed the bond. And him.

Every step brought her closer and she wondered if he felt her presence too.

Cursing the fact that she didn't have the sharp hearing of the elves, and her bare feet which were starting to tire, she decided to sing so that he could find her.

So, she stopped, closed her eyes and sung, loud and clear, her voice echoing through the trees.

"Have I told you lately that I love you?
Have I told you there's no one else above you?
Fill my heart with gladness, take away all my sadness
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

For the morning sun in all it's glory
Meets the day with hope and comfort too
You fill my life with laughter, somehow you make it better
Ease my troubles, that's what you do

There's a love less defined
And its yours and its mine
Like the sun
And at the end of the day
We should give thanks and pray
To the one, to the one

Have I told you lately that I love you?"

Her voice faded away after that because somehow she just knew he was there. She opened her eyes and turned with a soft smile on her face, which turned into a wide grin upon seeing the elf in front of her.

They stood there staring at each not quite sure whether to believe if the other was really there after so much time apart.

It was Evie that broke the silence, running toward Thranduil with tears streaming down her face.

With practiced ease the tall platinum haired elf caught the red headed woman and settled her familiar weight against his body with a sigh of relief, very pleased to have her in his arms once more.

Gently he lowered her body down his own so that he could connect his lips with hers in a fiery kiss that held all the passion, love and longing he held for her and she reacted in kind, she arms resting on his shoulders.

When they finally parted, he rested his forehead against hers and cupped her face gently, his thumbs wiping away the fresh tears that had surfaced in their reunited joy. She could feel everything down the bond and it was overwhelmingly wonderful.

"I love you."

She could not voice her thoughts for her throat felt tight, so she just surged forward slightly and kissed him with everything she had while her arms wonder around his neck.

Parting again due to the necessity of breathing, she started deeply into the bright blue eyes that glowed with love.

"Are you alright?"

His eyes roamed up and down her form to check for injury.

'Yes. I just want to go home."

"Your wish is my command My Queen."

She giggled at this and then gave a squeal of surprise as he easily lifted her bridal style and strode off through the trees.

Feeling happy for the first time in what felt like an age, she pressed a kissed to his fair cheek, delighting in the happiness that came down the bond at her action and then laid her head on his shoulder, never wanting to let go.

A/N: Here it is the reunion we've all been waiting for! #allthefeels Now that they are going back to the palace, what do you think will happen?

Kilataia: Thank you for your review! I'm glad you're enjoying it :)

Kelwtim2spar: Thank you! And you have your wish, Lord Neldor is headed for the dungeons!

x3sunnydaay: You raise an absolutely excellent point, their relationship is the top priority, so i wonder what compromise they'll come up with.

silentmayhem: Yes, Lord Neldor is not as important as forest and the baby, but it is something that they need to overcome together, so a punishment is necessary because Thranduil can't allow behaviour like that to go unpunished.

Cricket22: Your review made my day! Thank you!