Thranduil opened his mouth to speak but was quick to shut it, he carefully let go of Emyra's arm, he turned around and sighed deeply.
"I can't do anything about this." He slowly said looking over his shoulder at them. "The riches are growing under that mountain and the elves could benefit from it if we play the game properly." He added slowly turning around. "The Halfling was probably simply trying to anger you." Adrian went to protest but was silenced by Thranduil putting his hand up, Emyra put a hand on Adrian's arm shaking her head slightly, Adrian bowed and left the room, leaving Emyra with Thranduil.
"While you were gone, the council decided who I was going to take as my wife. I would like you to meet her, she is the most suitable option, and I can actually tolerate her." Thranduil looked away from Emyra knowing what he was going to say was going to hurt her, and would possibly hurt her for a long time, but he needed to say it. "I think she will make a good wife and a wonderful Queen to my Kingdom...I can see the potential between us and our Kingdoms."
When the words left his lips Emyra felt like her legs had broken and ice was thrown against her knocking the wind out of her. She forced the most sincere smile onto her lips and bowed her head.
"Congratulations my King, I hope that she is fair and that she will bring a new light to Greenwood. I wish you many beautiful children and that she will be the light of your people." Emyra did mean her words, she loved her friend but it pained her, a deep sorrow bubbled in the pit of her stomach. "I hope I can dine with her, and that we may become friends."
Thranduil looked down at her with pain in his eyes.
"Thank you, until then you can go back home and announce the news to your Kingdom. I would like you to return before the wedding." They smiled at each other both forcing it. Emyra bowed her head and turned to leave her arm throbbed and she wanted to cry, she was barely together, before she could leave Thranduil spoke again. "I will have a present for you next time you come Emyra." Emyra smiled back at him once more, when he said her name the blissful feeling did not return instead it was replaced by a horrible chill, it was cold it made winter itself cower.
Emyra walked into her room almost growling when she saw Adrian standing there. 'If you are planning on leaving now you can forget about it.'He spoke in her mind something they rarely did. 'It is unwise to travel when angry, especially at night.' He leaned on her bed post watching her as she walked around, she was stuffing her saddle bags with more and more anger, not towards Adrian but towards Thranduil. 'Emyra!'Emyra stopped and looked over at him her breathing was fast and irregular. Adrian walked over to her and embraced her in a hug she did not fight, she slowly fell to her knees Adrian holding her and following to the ground, she sobbed into his shoulder.
"It hurts!" She cried, Adrian just sighed kissing the top of her head gently, Emyra had known Thranduil most of her life, had loved him most of her life, and he knew that.
'if you really want to leave tonight, I will come with you, I want to make sure your safe.'Emyra pulled herself together enough to nod. 'meet me at the front gates in an hour, I will gather my things, and request permission to travel.'