Hey everyone! Sorry I know I promised I'd be updating more frequently. But this past Tuesday my papaw passed away. I was extremely close to him and his death was very sudden and unexpected. It took my whole family by surprise really. So we all had to immediately make funeral arrangements and go to Alabama where he's to be buried. That's where I'm at right now. His funeral is this Sunday. So this chapter may seem a bit short and bad, I'm sorry. I'm very scattered right now but I promise to get back to normal soon. This chapter is just some fluff and romance development really, the plot will get kicking in the next chapter. Promise.

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My heart fluttered in my chest, pounding in my ears but I nodded my head slightly.

"It would be my honor my Lord." I said taking his hand.

He lifted me from my seat with ease and we walked down onto the dance floor, most everyone moved out of our way and sat around the edges their eyes glued to us. We bowed to each other and then Thranduil pulled me close, one of his large, strong hands rested on my waist and the other held my hand while my other hand rested on his shoulder.

Music began playing, a slow waltz and we seemingly floated across the floor with ease. Thranduil's eyes held mine and I felt his thumb begin to trace circles on my waist making me shiver.

"Are you cold?" He whispered, leaning forward, his lips brushing the tip of my eat causing another shiver to travel down my spine.

"No, it's not cold." I whispered

He smirked and then suddenly put both of my hands on my waist and lifted me high in the air twirling me. I couldn't help but to laugh at loud at the wonderful feeling, as he brought me back down he kept both of his hands on my waist and my arms rested around his neck.

"I didn't think you the kind of King to dance." I giggled.

"I'm typically not. But maybe I just wanted an excuse to be close to you." He said as he finished the dance by dipping me down, our faces extremely close together.

The room erupted in applause as we stood up and bowed to each other again.

"Walk with me." Thranduil said offering me his arm.

I took his arm as Thranduil led through the halls until we approached a door that led outside, once we stepped outside we were bathed in moon light and surrounded by a thousand flowers. I looked around in awe at the shimmering plants, fire flies that flew through the air, the smell of summer wrapping around us.

I let out a gasp, "This place is so beautiful."

"Mirkwood is renowned for its beauty." He said proudly.

"That it is. I remember my mother telling me stories of the beautiful place known as Mirkwood."

"Where is your mother?"

I gulped as visions flashed through my mind, "S-she was killed by an orc pack. They thought they had killed me, but they left me with a little bit of life in me and I managed to survive." I shivered as I remembered how horribly they beat me and cut me like I was a pig to eat. So many scars still covered my body from it.

"I am terribly sorry." Thranduil said with a softness that was unexpected.

"It's okay. I survived, and my mother died trying to protect me. She is my hero." I said tears clouding my vision until one slipped down my cheek. A hand reached out and wiped the tear, cupping my cheek carefully.

I reached up and touched his left cheek and I felt him flinch.

"I can see past elven magic. I know the scar that lies underneath. It does not scare me." I said honestly, my thumb lightly caressing his cheek.

"You're the only person I've met that can see past the magic."

"I have magic in my blood, I see everything for what it is."

We were so close, our breath mingling, lips so tantalizingly close to each other. Thranduil went to move forward but footsteps approaching made us take a step back.

"Ada! Ada!" Legolas called as he came into view, he ran up and hugged his father's legs.

"What is it my little leaf?" Thranduil smiled down at his son, the adoration and love crystal clear in his eyes.

"Someone is asking for you at the party."

"Okay, tell them I'll be right there."

Legolas smiled up at his dad before running off. Thranduil turned to me and pulled me close.

"Thank you for accompanying me tonight. I shall see you again soon." He kissed the corner of my lips before turning and departing.

I had never felt someone elicit such emotion from me before, my heart was beating so quickly I thought it might fly from my chest. The King of Mirkwood had me falling.

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