Later Gwen was walking around in the gardens with her maid, Eilidiel. She was the same maid who treated her cuts and helped her with the clothes some days before. And she was such a nice elf that Gwen nearly forgot that she was trapped here in Mirkwood. She was distracting her from her heavy and sad thoughts.
As the sun was about to sink Gwen and Eilidiel walked back into the palace. Thranduil was expecting her again for dinner even though she wasn't really pleased to see him after they had such a rough start this morning.
Soon Gwen heard a familiar voice; she stopped and turned to the right, as she heard the voice louder now, yelling. The blonde was heading into the big hall. Gwen congealed as she saw who was standing in front of Thranduil's throne.
Fili…
Kili…
And Thorin…
"Lady Gwendolyn! Wait, please!" Eilidiel ran up behind her and wanted to stop her but it was already too late. Once the voice of the maid was heard through the hall, Thranduil and his guests turned their heads into Gwen's and Eilidiel's direction.
Thorin was the first who turned around and wanted to run over to Gwen but the guards were stopping him. "Gwen…" His voice was filled with regret. "Mahal, you are unharmed. I can never make it up to you. I wish I could take all of that back. I am so sorry…"
"Enough!" Thranduil had walked down from his throne. "Everything is said, the deal is sealed and you can leave now. I am tired of your company." He walked to Gwen and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her to his side. Gwen was still not able to move or say anything. She couldn't believe that these three came here to rescue her.
The guards were pushing the dwarves back to the gates but Gwen was turning to Thranduil, realizing that she had to do something now. "No, please, let them stay. It is already night and they are tired. Let them stay here over the night. Please, I am begging you, my King." Thranduil looked down at her with a sly smile on his lips, his fingers brushing over her cheek. "Oh, my fair lady, you always know how to melt my heart." He shook his head and then motioned the guards to absent themselves.
As soon as the guards had left, some maids replaced them to escort the dwarves to their chambers. They took the bags and the other stuff from the dwarves and headed down the hall.
Gwendolyn was watching the guards leaving and she just wanted to run over to her dwarves, her family but that didn't happen when Thranduil grabbed her wrist and kept her close to him. He tipped her chin and made her look up to him; with an evil grin he kissed her deeply.
The blonde shockingly pulled back and wanted to release herself from his embrace but he never loosened his grip around her waist. Gwen just saw Thorin clenching his fists and glaring at Thranduil angrily.
"Why are you doing this?" Gwen yelled at Thranduil and pushed herself out of his tight grip. "You should be thankful. I could have sent them into the woods without any weapons, at night." The elf said, holding his head up high again, being that arrogant king everyone knew. Gwen panted with rage, her mind was calling him all the terrible names she knew but she tried to stay calm and said. "Eilidiel, please let us leave this place. Would you accompany me to my chamber?" It was more a demand than a question and Eilidiel hurried to Gwen's side, taking her back into her chambers.
