As soon as he had seen her face Kili had been sure what his last thought would be. What the last thing he would see would be. He loved his mother, his uncle and his brother dearly but her face was the most beautiful he had ever seen. Her face was framed with hair of fire, her skin was soft, milky and smooth. She reminded him of starlight, cool and clear and bright beyond measure. Her voice had been music to his ears and he could have listened to her talk for days. He thought maybe he could have written poetry about her. Sweet, sweet Tauriel with her bow and blades that she used with an aim so true it made his heart sing. The last true happiness he had experienced on this long journey had been sat in the prison cells of an Elven King listening to a celebration of starlight while an elf sat and listened to his adventurous tales. An elf had taken his heart in the blink of an eye yet he regretted nothing. She held his talisman as a promise but as the giant Orc stole his life and he looked over seeing her face he knew he would not be able to keep it and that pained him more than death itself.