Amari POV:

My horse was taken by a guard at the gates of Mirkwood, they looked at me with concern, I almost forgot why until I looked down. My white dress was now mostly black, in shreds, and barely holding together anymore. I looked up at the guards and plead with my eyes "Please, Please tell Thranduil that Amari is here to see him, It's urgent... Please!" I almost broke down in tears before I finished my sentence, barely above a whisper. The guards nod their heads and rush inside, a red-headed female carefully takes my arm and beckoned me to walk inside with her "My name is Tauriel my lady, his majesty should be here any moment, please wait here..." She began to walk away and smiled kindly at me before walking down the hall, I was left alone in front of a large pair of doors.

I sigh and hold my arm, waiting patiently and try to hold myself together 'Don't cry! Don't cry!' I yell to myself in my head, I look up as one door slowly opened, a guard held his arm out and bowed "King Thranduil will see you my lady." he said respectfully. I walk in slowly and when Thranduil saw what state I was in his face changed from a calm coolness and worry floods his features, he shoots up from his lazy position throne and all but runs down the stairs to me, yelling at his servants and guards to leave us. He carefully placed his hands on my arms and looked down at my dress then back up at my face "Amari... What- what happened? Are you alright?" he whispered, I looked up at him , my eyes filled with tears and shook my head "Dead... All of them" I whisper back "They're all gone... Except me..." I chocked back tears and dared to wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him tight as if holding him would keep my own body together. His arms slowly wrap around my smaller and shorter body, and I silently cried into his chest. When my tears slowed I took a deep breath, I inhaled the scent of pine, berries and wine. That is what Thranduil smells like, and it is intoxicating. I lift my head up and take a step back, "My people Thranduil, they're all dead, I am the only one that is alive." Thranduil takes my face in his hands and rubs his thumbs across my cheekbones, "Shhhh Amari, calm down... Now tell me what happened." He cooed softly, and I did as he told.

By the time I finished my tale I was in tears once more, Thranduil pulls me into his chest once more and lays his head on my, whispering to me that it was alright, over and over. I sigh and take many deep breaths, still clinging to Thranduil's body, he slowly runs a hand through my knotted hair as he speaks softly to me "Amari, I am so sorry... I have only one thing to say to you. You are staying here, you will be safe here with me, I will protect you." I manage to smile through my tears and hug him tighter "Thank you..."

After standing for what seemed ages Thranduil slowly pulls away from me, still keeping me close, "Amari, you need rest, here i'll take you to your new room and then after you rest we will talk more alright?" I nod my head and we turn to walk out, he pulls me carefully back into him, resting his arm around my shoulders and I wrap my arms back around his waist, walking with him slowly down the halls of Mirkwood. We pass a large window displaying beautiful gardens, I gasp and stand at the window for a moment in awe, as I turn back around Thranduil has a smirk on his face as he leads me further down the hall. I dont have the energy to question him about it. We stop at two doors across from each other, he opens the one on the left and inside is a beautiful bedroom, obviously for a women, everything is dainty and white, "This will be your room Amari, my room is right across the hall alright? Now please get some sleep." Thranduil says quietly, I nod my head a mutter an ok before walking to the bed, the door shuts and I fall asleep.

-dream-

I'm back in Ivia, its still on fire, and their are the bodies of my people scattered around me. I am alone, and dripping in blood. Red blood. There are no orcs, there is only me. A little girl is before me, barely alive, I crouch down and hold her, with her last breath she tells me "You killed us, why didn't you save us? Why did you kill us..." and she dies. I scream and cry, begging her to forgive me, for all of them to forgive me. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to! All at once I'm being shook, an earthquake? Someone is calling my name... Thranduil?

-dream over-

Thranduil POV:

I was wake up to the sound of screaming, just one voice. Amari! I race out into the hall and don't bother knocking, I quickly open her door and find her on her bead. Tears are streaming down her face, She is screaming at someone to forgive her, she is still asleep though. A nightmare must be the cause, I run to her side and gently take her shoulders in my hands, shaking her a little "Amari? Amari wake up! Amari please it is only a dream!" she does not her my pleas, she just keeps crying and begging for forgiveness. I shake her harder, raising my voice "AMARI! AMARI YOU MUST WAKE UP!" She wakes up with a gasp and looks around her, she finds my face and quickly brings me closer to her, bringing my body onto the bed next to her with a surprising amount of force. She continues to cry into my chest, I slowly stroke her hair, damp with sweat. I wonder what she saw in her nightmare?

For a while we lay there, Amari slowly beginning to breath and stop crying, "Thranduil... I killed them..." She whispers into my chest, I slowly lift her chin with my hand and look into her puffy red eyes, "What do you mean dear one?" she sniffles and sits up slowly and wipes her eyes. Amari takes a deep breath and looks at me "I was in Ivia, my people dead around me, I was covered in their blood. Not an orc in sight. Just me... A little girl with her dying breath tells me it's my fault they're all dead... I killed them!" She looks as though she might cry again but she doesn't, I sit up next to her and take her back into my arms "Amari it is not your fault, you fought bravely and you barely made it out with your own life. Your people would have wanted you to live. Do not blame yourself dear one, please listen to me." she raises her head and nods it slowly. The sun begins to shine through the window, her eyes take in it's light and she seems to take in strength from it.

Amari turns her head towards me and forces a smile onto her face, "Thank you Thranduil, I am sorry I woke you, but thank you for comforting me." she hugs me tightly and kisses me lightly on my cheek. I smile as my heart pounds in my chest, "Of course. Well I suppose I will leave you now to get dressed and I will see you at breakfast?" she nods her head and I get up and walk to the door, looking back to find her staring out the window. I smile to myself and close the door, walking back into my room to get dressed.

I wait in the dining hall for Amari, she comes in not much later than I, wearing a beautiful soft pink dress. It was once my wife's, but I like seeing Amari in her clothes, they are the same size I note. She smiles at me and sits down in the chair next to mine, "Hello Thranduil." her voice much stronger now then earlier, her eyes clear and blue. I smile at her, "Hello Amari, you look beautiful in that dress." she blushes at my compliment and mutters a quiet thank you, we eat in silence for a bit before she speaks up once again, "I expect you want to know more about me, since I will be staying here for a while." I smile and nod my head "I can not deny that I do want to know more about you."

Amari sets down her fork and turns more towards me and takes a deep breath

-flashback (Amari POV)-

I am running in a field of wild flowers, I must be at least 400 years old (so she was basically a 4 year old), I'm still a small child. My hair is flowing behind me in the wind and i'm laughing, this is my earliest memory, I turn around and see my parents, my mother has long golden hair and bright blue eyes, my father has bright red hair and deep green eyes. I have my mothers eyes and my fathers hair, I looked more like my father when I was younger. I run to them and jump into my mothers arms, we were so happy

*time skip to next memory*

My parents are dead. I'm older now, It's two days until my 1,600 (16) birthday and my village is on fire. A tall man comes up to me, he wears a gray clock and carries a staff, he tells me that everything will be fine. I travel with him around Middle Earth, learning about all the cultures and people in the land. I learn to call him Mithrandir as we travel.

In my 2,000 year I learn of a dragon terrorizing the free people of this land, I leave Mithrandir and go to stop the dragon. Glaurung they called him, I fought with the armies against him, I worked fast to save the people in the villages and killing the orcs, I was still young and cocky. I was foolish and went after the biggest orcs, I was wounded many times, I should have died but I continued to fight, I found a soft spot on his belly and ran under him, his tail cutting my back. I fell but with my last strength stood and threw my sword up, killing the dragon but crushed by the dragon as it fell.

I awoke though, I saw white light. I was with the Valar. They told me that because of my sacrifice, to give my life for the people of Middle Earth, they granted me life once more, this time giving me gifts. The gift of talking and controlling animals and the power over elements, my powers became bound to a ruby necklace that they gave me. I stayed in the undying lands for years but it wasn't the life I wanted.

I went to the Valar and begged them to send me back to Middle Earth, to let me be with the people. They favored me and gave me my own kingdom as well as letting me keep my gifts. I named my kingdom Ivia and I was the young elf queen over a small group of mortal men.

-flashbacks over now-

Amari POV

When I finished my story Thranduil was staring at me in awe. I blushed under his gaze and looked at my empty plate, "Please don't look at me like that Thranduil." he tilts his head to the side and smiles, "You are the bravest women I have ever met, You gave your life to kill the dragon and yet you still wanted to come back to Middle Earth from the undying lands. You are amazing Amari." I giggle and blush.

sorry for the quick ending, I did not know what else to say, I want to say that what I wrote is not how the dragon actually died- it was killed by someone else and the tale is kinda sad. But I hope you enjoyed this look in Amari's past- Please Comment and Review!