Thranduil POV:

I groaned as the morning light streamed across my face. My head was killing me. I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep but sleep would not come back to me. I slowly got up and got dressed in a robe and made my way to the healing bay so I could get rid of this awful headache. As I walked people bowed and fled from my path, the healers made quick work of my head and soon I was seated in the dining hall waiting for food. I looked to my right and was saddened by the lack of red headed queens, Amari had somehow managed to take my heart for her own in such a short time. I sigh and eat my food slowly when it comes, thinking of Amari throughout the entire meal, her long red hair and her bright sapphire eyes, the faint blush on her cheeks when her eyes met mine. I then remember the time of our departure, i really hope she didn't hear what I was saying...

-flashback to last night-

Legolas held my arm as I slowly stumbled to my elk, I tried walking right so I didn't stumble, but I think it made it worse, I was tripping over my long robes and my crown was itching with those damn berries. I hiccuped and started mumbling to myself"I hate dwarves! Oh my god they are soooo stubborn! I told Thror that I wouldn't pay homage and so I wont, because I do what I want! Asking me to come and bow to a dwarf HA like i'll ever do that" I stated as Legolas walked me out the elaborate doors of Ivia, Amari came up to Legolas and asked if we wanted to stay for the night, "Yes! I never want to leave you, ever ever ever Amari..." I mumbled but she didn't seem to understand. Legolas put me on my elk and declined her offer "Legolasssss no I want to stay! UGH you're just like the dwarves, no one lets me get what I want! Legolas i want to stayyyy!" Legolas looked me as if he could make out just a bit of what I was saying, but Amari could not, she walked back into her kingdom as we rode off. I looked back at her closing doors "Amari..." I whispered before looking forward and going home. I had visited that dwarves of Erebor before I had gone to Ivia, Amari's kingdom. I really hate dwarves.

-flashback over-

I sighed, stupid dwarves, if they hadn't stressed me out so much I wouldn't have drank so much! Then maybe I could've stayed longer in Ivia. I looked to the east window and saw the lonely mountain in the horizon, 'The greed of Erebor will summon a dragon, I have no doubts that it will come to that. And when it does' I thought to myself ' I will not be there to sacrifice the lives of my kin!' I sighed once more and stood to go to my study, I had work on the trade with Dale over wine and food. I make my way there, passing wed the blooming gardens of Mirkwood, I smiled a bit thinking of Amari's gardens, I think she would like it here... Once in my study I work for hours on end, moving from issue to issue, skipping lunch and even dinner. Such is the life of a king, or even a queen. Except for maybe Galadriel, I don't think she does anything except look nice and get inside peoples head. Snobby Lorien elves, they think they're so great, just because they live in the woods of Galadriel. and then there's Elrond, mister 'I'm half-elf and I hold lots of meetings that are super boring'. Gosh and he thinks hes so special with all his waterfalls and sunshine. Sunshine and waterfalls is so out people, spiders and dark woods are so in. I don't stop working until the sun is setting and the golden rays shine on the parchments in front of me, I slowly stand and walk out into the gardens for fresh air, walking down the path to a secret pool I had created for my wife... She loved swimming and this pool was always in the sun, I miss her very much... For ages I have not been able to forget her, my beautiful wife and now after one night, I can not forget Amari. Is this love? Is the way my heart stopped last night when she said my name love? It can not be.

I push aside bushes and remove my crown and robes and lay them on a rock by a towel I always leave here, I strip until I am wearing nothing but my skin. The spell that hides my scar fades away as i step into the warm water, relaxing my tense muscles and nerves. I walk until the water is almost to the top of my shoulders, leaning back until im almost floating in the water, closing my eyes and resting there for a moment or two. "My lord! My lord Thranduil!" I groan and stand back up turning back to go dry off and get dressed, "What?" I call dully as I wrap the towel around my hips, my head servant Calar is standing on the path, I sigh again "What is it Calar? What do you need. Has the dragon stormed Erebor? Are the dwarves here to apologize to me yet? Is there a pack of spiders at my door calling for my death?" Calar looked uncomfortable under my stare and harsh tone, "No my lord, but there is someone at the door, a young female, an elf. She looks unarmed." My eyes light up, Amari? Could she be here to see me? I fly past him, hurrying to put on my clothes as I make my way to the throne room, I look over my shoulder as I put on my robe and call to Calar "See her into the throne room!" I smile at the floor as I quickly run up the stairs and seat myself on my throne.

I take a deep and calming breath before saying "Let her in..."

Ok so this was kinda a filler chapter to get everything on the right track, I had fun writing it though ^.^ I hope you enjoyed this little Thranduil chapter! As I always ask- please comment anything you want and keep reading! 3 I hope you all like these new chapters, I really want you all to :D