Hey guys. Hehehe... I almost forgot to post this tonight. I was sorta busy reading and preparing for an activity tomorrow morning for school so I didn't realize the time. Luckily, I looked at the clock and made sure I edited this as much as possible so you could enjoy it.

Leona2016: Thanks! I did get rid of my headache, though Balin still has his. It's lessening though, so good for him!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hobbit. If I did, no one but the orcs would have died in the Battle of the Five Armies.

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I.

Tauriel knew she was beautiful, with her 'exotic' red hair that was rarely seen in Elves (she really didn't care that her hair was red). She was of age, just passing her 100th birthday. The elleth wanted to live her life with no worries. She wanted to become Captain of the Guard (she would be the first woman ever!), protecting the King and the Realm she called home. She wanted to meet people and travel to the different kingdoms and learn their customs.

Marriage and babies counted as worries. (Bleh! Who wanted attention-seeking, screaming, smelly babies? Not to mention, she would already be taking care of one other person, more would just complicate matters! Indeed, the idea of babies and husbands was disgusting.)

Tauriel declined the elf (he was rather plain, having a flat face and a mean stare and he wasn't that athletic either and he seemed rather impatient), stating she had no wish to marry. He left for Lothlorien and Tauriel hadn't seen him since.

(Not that she minded. She was all too eager to get any idea of marriage out of her head.)

II.

"Will you marry me?"

"No," she groaned for the fifth time. "I will not marry you, Master Coron. One, I am an elf and you are mortal. Two, I barely know you. Third and last, I. Don't. Like. You. Now, goodbye," Tauriel stomped away.

She was in Dale once more, as Legolas wanted to buy something from its market, and as his personal bodyguard, she had to go with him. This usually happened every fortnight, as the ellon was quite forgetful in what he needed in the near future. Hopefully it would pass soon.

Unfortunately, with all those visits, Tauriel had somehow managed to get the attention of a low-level noble. And Eru, was he persistent.

"That was brutal," Legolas dropped next to her from above a rooftop. The Elven Prince glared subtly at the human. "I approve."

"Why, thank you, Legolas," the older elf grinned. "It's a good skill to have, beating off unwanted suitors. You should try it sometime."

The young Elf Prince laughed lightly. "I shall learn it from you then."

III.

The young Captain of the Guard (hah! She did it! The first female Captain and the youngest also!) was avoiding all male beings. Unfortunately, as the Captain, most of the Guard were male and they had a mission to embark on, so Tauriel had to go and brief them on the mission.

The main reason for the avoidance was because of one of the elf soldiers.

Ilthuryn was one of the flirtiest and most promiscuous Elves in the Greenwood and he was always chasing some elleth and trying to manipulate them. He was the bane of all single elf-maids in the kingdom. Unfortunately, Ilthuryn took notice of her and was stalking the redhead and she was getting tired of looking behind her shoulder and saying no to his pathetic advances. No matter how many times she gave him a schedule that never intersected with her own, he always managed to find the time to annoy her during his shifts.

Perhaps she should tell Legolas? There was a possibility that the Crown Prince would tell his father and he would do something. It probably helped that there were several elleths that were always complaining about him. Yes, he'll definitely throw the blasted molester into the dungeons.

(She decided to do it after the briefing. There would be some time before the mission and since Ilthuryn won't be joining her squad, perhaps Legolas could do something about his behavior.)

He somehow mysteriously disappeared the next fortnight.

IV.

"Your Highness," Tauriel bowed respectfully to the seated king. Oddly, it was just the two of them; no soldiers, servants, or the other court members. It looked rather lonely at the moment. "How may I help you today?"

"Tauriel, I am in need of your opinion," Thranduil said. He continued bluntly, "Who do you think would suit best to be Queen of Mirkwood?"

The redhead slowly thought it over. "I suppose the best would be someone who cares for the Realm and especially for you, Your Highness, and for Prince Legolas. It would be unbecoming if she did not."

"How would you like to be the Queen of Mirkwood?"

The elf-maid stared blankly before choking. Be the Queen? Didn't the King still love the late Queen Faylen? She was too young for this; why was she even thinking about it?! Even if she was over 500 years of age, it was too young!

The king continued, "As the Captain of the Guard, you would naturally care for the kingdom, and as my son's friend for hundreds of years, you would care for him."

"That's a most generous offer, Your Highness," the redhead commented carefully. After all, she didn't want to upset the king and get thrown into the dungeons, lose her position, or exiled. "But I cannot accept."

The blond inspected her, probably looking for any hesitation. "Very well. You may leave, Tauriel," Seeing none, the King motioned for her to leave.

The Captain was glad to leave the room and the awkwardness behind with the king.

V.

"Legolas, I cannot accept," Tauriel admitted softly, looking away. The blond nodded and turned to leave, but then looked over his shoulder.

"I will ask again in the future, Tauriel." His eyes were blazing with determination and Tauriel had no doubt that he wouldn't.

Tauriel nodded and they separated. Legolas had suddenly asked the elleth and Tauriel had said no out of habit and propriety. Legolas felt like a big brother, therefore Tauriel can't marry him. (Eww. Just eww. That was a horrid thought.)

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"Will you marry me?" Kíli, Prince of Erebor, asked hopefully, a gleam in his brown eyes.

Tauriel smiled at the dwarf. They had been courting each other for weeks now and he had proposed in a Dwarvish way with a hint of Elf customs. The elf-maid had no doubt that Royal Consort Bilbo helped him with the idea.

He was dressed in his Prince clothes and had presented a bouquet of metal flowers, real flowers on his head as a substitute of his crown. Rubies and sapphires and opals acted as the flowers itself with jade acting as leaves. The stem was made of polished metal.

"Yes!" She exclaimed, nearly tackling him just to kiss the dwarf. Kíli managed to get his footing back before they could fall.

"Thank you, amrâlimê." The dwarf prince whispered into her ear before returning the kiss.

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Shadow: Aww, that is soo cute!

Tauriel: I do not know why you are using me as your muse today, Lady Shadow.

Shadow: I'm no lady, Tauriel. Besides, you strike me as someone who would get proposed to a lot.

Tauriel: I still don't know why you chose me.

Shadow: You are a very pretty lady, Tauriel. A lot of people would be clamoring to get married to you. Your husband aka Kíli is very lucky to have you as a wife.

Tauriel: But..

Shadow: Shhh. Just dwell on the fact you and Kíli are getting married. I wish you luck in your life! Though I gotta leave now. It's almost midnight.

Tauriel: Very well, goodnight, Shadow.

Shadow: See ya!