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Azirafell would not meet his eyes as she spoke and simply says. "Yes I'm sure they are. The little rascals." She looked a bit annoyed but her tone was sweet and kind which gave away the fact she was really a softy and not mad at them at all. She bows again to thranduil and elrond before shy trying to come up with an excuse to run. "I ummm...I should get back to my studies. I really am sorry your highness. Won't happen again I swear." She begins to turn away to leave but elrond, whom was holding in his laughter at the whole situation this entire time, stops her by saying. "Azirafell did you father not inform you it is rude to excuse yourself in such a hurried manner? Mythrundear would be displeased I'm sure if I had to send him a bad report." Azirafell blushed again and looks at elrond with a slight look of betrayal in her eyes. "No please that won't be necessary my lord. Please forgive me. May I be excused?" Lord elrond smiles with a glint in his eyes which made her nervous. "Come young one. Have tea with us and then perhaps I will excuse my star pupil of this lapse in proper social skills. I did wish to introduce you to king thranduil today so this little incident worked out in my favor. Now come." Azirafell was still blushing as she joined them on there way to take tea in the garden under a beautiful pavillion covered in old vines no longer sprouting there flowers due to the winter season. The young woman wasn't use to being bragged about so being called a star student really flustered her. She was also clearly nervous being this close to the beautiful king.

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Azirafell was in Rivendell where she had stopped to rest a while before continuing to travel and it had turned into a beautiful wintery wonderland while she was there. She decided to stay a little while untill the snow stopped falling but during this time she had befriended several of the young elven children. They would often try to sneak up on her while she's attending to some of the sick of injured horses and pets of Rivendell but she was always somehow able to since them and get them with a snowball first. Today was no different. Azirafell was walking in one of the public gardens and the children ambushed her. This of course led to an epic and fun snowball fight but she slipped on some ice and accidentally throws a ball in the wrong direction. When she sits up from her fall laughing in the snow the children have ran away and she is confused. Little did she know lord elrond and his guest were walking in the garden as well. His guest being king thranduil of mirkwood who is now currently wiping a stray snowball from his shoulder. Azirafell is still sitting on the cold ground wondering where the little ones have gone.

When it had first hit him, Thranduil had thought that perhaps some snow had tumbled from some of the tree tops overhead, but the force of the snowball had him deciding otherwise. Of course, it was no real trouble for the elvenking and hadn’t injured him in any sort of way- it had simply startled the usually stoic leader. Lord Elrond and King Thranduil had been in deep discussions that had made the Mirkwood leader frustrated, but after the initial shock of the snowball…. He laughed.

Brushing the snow from his cloaked shoulder with ease, a smile came to Thranduil’s face. After all, he had once been young and enjoyed the simpler things in life, and the break in tension had been welcomed. When he looked in the direction of where the snowball had come from, he could see only one person, and his attention turned to her.

“Your aim could use some work.”

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After looking around for the children for a bit and finding none of them azirafell simply shrugs and gives up, still chuckling a bit. A few seconds later a very soothing deep voice startles her and she turns quickly towards the speaker only to end up slipping in a patch of ice well hidden beneath the snow. she shouts in surprise as her feet fly out from under her and she falls back into a pile of freshly swept snow that had been cleared off the path. the snow falls over her body and onto her head as she sits up looking very silly for an ellith. it was like she had the grace of a deer on ice. once she finally regained her posture and saw just who was speaking to her clearly she blushed deep red and groaned a little to herself. “y...your highness, lord Elrond, i...im sorry i was just...playing with the children. who have abandoned me to y fate it seams. i really am sorry the snowball was not meant for you. i just...slipped. heh...oops.” she sounded like a nervous child as she sat there in the snow bank shivering slightly. she figured she was about to end up in a prison for assaulting the king. still she couldn't help but think to herself he was a beautiful sight to see before seeing nothing but prison walls for the ret of her days.

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Azirafell was in Rivendell where she had stopped to rest a while before continuing to travel and it had turned into a beautiful wintery wonderland while she was there. She decided to stay a little while untill the snow stopped falling but during this time she had befriended several of the young elven children. They would often try to sneak up on her while she's attending to some of the sick of injured horses and pets of Rivendell but she was always somehow able to since them and get them with a snowball first. Today was no different. Azirafell was walking in one of the public gardens and the children ambushed her. This of course led to an epic and fun snowball fight but she slipped on some ice and accidentally throws a ball in the wrong direction. When she sits up from her fall laughing in the snow the children have ran away and she is confused. Little did she know lord elrond and his guest were walking in the garden as well. His guest being king thranduil of mirkwood who is now currently wiping a stray snowball from his shoulder. Azirafell is still sitting on the cold ground wondering where the little ones have gone.

When it had first hit him, Thranduil had thought that perhaps some snow had tumbled from some of the tree tops overhead, but the force of the snowball had him deciding otherwise. Of course, it was no real trouble for the elvenking and hadn’t injured him in any sort of way- it had simply startled the usually stoic leader. Lord Elrond and King Thranduil had been in deep discussions that had made the Mirkwood leader frustrated, but after the initial shock of the snowball…. He laughed.

Brushing the snow from his cloaked shoulder with ease, a smile came to Thranduil’s face. After all, he had once been young and enjoyed the simpler things in life, and the break in tension had been welcomed. When he looked in the direction of where the snowball had come from, he could see only one person, and his attention turned to her.

“Your aim could use some work.”

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🍃 Flora of Middle-Earth 🍃 by rosecatillustration

Seregon was a plant that grew in rocky soil and produced blood-red flowers, which gave it its name. Seregon was noted as the one plant that mantled the otherwise barren head of Amon Rûdh.

Aeglos was a tall, thorny plant, similar to a gorse, but somewhat larger than that. Its sweet-smelling flowers were white, and from them it took its name: aeglos is Sindarin for “snow-thorn”. It was found on the lower slopes of Amon Rûdh, upon the surrounding moors, in West Beleriand and perhaps elsewhere.

Brambles of Mordor were ugly with foot-long thorns, which were sharp as the knives of the orcs that came from Mordor. Some of the thorns were long and sharp, meaning that they could puncture very deeply, while others were barbed, making them suited for rending the flesh if one tried to walk through them. They sprawled over the land like coils of steel wire. As Samwise Gamgee remarked, he hadn’t thought that any plants actually grew in Mordor, though had he been told that some do, the brambles were exactly what he would have expected of Mordor.

Lissuin was a fragrant flower of Tol Eressëa, and was said to bring the heart ease. It was one of the types of flowers brought by a ship of the Eldar to Númenor to grace the wedding of Aldarion and Erendis.

Elanor was a golden, star-shaped flower that grew in abundance in the forest of Lórien. Samwise Gamgee thought highly of the flower and, at Frodo’s suggestion, named his eldest daughter, Elanor Gardner, from it.

It was like “a pimpernel (perhaps a little enlarged) growing sun-golden flowers and star-silver ones on the same plant, and sometimes the two combined”.

They grew in sheltered places twisted tree-forms and stunted grey grasses grew. The leaves were shrivelled with Sulphur vapour and maggot hatchlings. They were the only plantlife that seemed to maintain more than a tenuous foothold.

Athelas, also known as Kingsfoil or asëa aranion, was a sweet-smelling herb with healing powers, such as curing wounds, poison and counteracting evil influence such as the Black Breath.

Niphredil was a small white flower that grew first at the moment of Lúthien’s birth in Doriath. It was also found among the golden trees of Lothlórien, thickest on Cerin Amroth, where some pale green varieties could be seen.

It was like “a delicate kin of a snowdrop.”

Simbelmynë was a small white flower that grew in particular abundance on graves and tombs, like the Barrowfield of the Kings of Rohan beneath the walls of Edoras; and most thickly on the grave of Helm Hammerhand. It was referred to as uilos when Tuor saw these flowers in the great ravine between the Fourth Gate, the Gate of Writhen Iron, and the Fifth Gate that was made of white marble, when he was making his way to Gondolin. Another Elven name for this flower was alfirin, which grew on the low mound that was the tomb of Elendil upon the summit of Amon Anwar.

It grew in turf but small and white like the wood anemone. Though the plant bloomed at all seasons, its flowers were not ‘immortelles’.

Mallos was a flower that grew in the vales of Lebennin in Gondor, described as having the shape and colour of a golden bell.

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Legolas sighs still stricken with confusion and not sure what to do. He has tears threatening to fall from his beautiful eyes hearing his lovers words. Legolas had not thought of such tragic things but knew should they leave now something bad would happen. "I..I can not leave yet melonin. I love you both and I have faith in your abilities but I don't not wish to risk our future by running with her in such condition. Father will surly order your death as well as hers should we be cought. I...I just do not want to risk it right now." He smiled a bit hoping he would listen and his hand gently caressed haldir's cheek as the other caressed the unconsance girls cheek.

Gandalf is led into the throne room and bows respectfully to thranduil before saying. "I believe you have found my little stray wondering in your woods. Azirafell hasn't been to much trouble I hope." He smiles a bit in his kind way knowing the full details of what's happened.

A few moments later azirafell is led in carefully guarded. Once seeing gandalf she smiles wide and throws her arms around him. In wizards speak she greets him. "Father it's been so long. Inseam to have your back for trouble. Can you please explain to this hard headed man that I am not a threat." Gandalf smiles chuckling a bit in reply as he embraced her happily. In wizard speak he replies. "Are you sure of that my dear? You tend to cause a lot of excitement wherever you go." She pouts blushing and pokes him in the side. "Pappa that's not fair it was the dworfs that started it and you know it." She is a bit embarrassed now even though she thinks thranduil can't understand them. For some strange reason her smiles and laughs and cute childish actions seam to send a warming feeling to thranduil's heart. It was like something was trying to fill him with a feeling he had not felt in years.

Thranduil observed the nature spirit hunt the dark energy. He felt confused with it speech meaning. Soon he was going back to his palace, to plan, to think .

But what he did not expected it was the chaos he found there.

The nurses were terrified as they told what happened in his absence. He went directly to the infirmity, passing without a glance to Legolas or Calee, there a drained Haldir took care of the health of a unconscious Azirafell.

“What happened here?” Thranduil vociferate.

“ My Lord, we don’t know. Suddenly her magic was uncontrolled and when I tried to help darkness presented, it was like some energy voiced through her and…”

Thranduil silences him with a quiet gesture.

“ You don’t need to tell me this Haldir, I heard it, I was there in the woods. The energy spoke with me as well. It said he had allies here with us. It’s pretty clear now who are they.”

“ My king, you cannot be referring to—”

“ Azirafell is stable?”

“ Yes, but..”

“ And the abnormality?”

“ She is n—-”

“ Yes or no Haldir?!” He spat.

“ I don’t know sir, you should ask your son!” Haldir hit back irate.

“ You make sure the elf be awake the next hours, we have a lot to talk.”

“ I won’t let you torture her sir, don’t matter how much you believe in her bad character.”

“ It’s not you to decide.” The king said dryly. “ Know your place warrior.” And then ran to have some answers of his son.

Haldir fell week in the exact moment Thranduil left, and the closer healer tried to make him lie down, but Haldir strong will would not let things as it was left. He got out the door, ready to confront Thranduil and his cruelty.

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In the mid of the dark energy appearance on the palace infirmary, Calee wound started to bleed once more, and her sleep got restless as she mumbled her brother’s name between cries and unintelligible whisper.

She leaned on Legolas chest, instinctively searching for his secure warmth.

“… I.. don’t.. love them…” She cried and the king entered looking wrathful and disgusted with the scene in front of his eyes.

“ Legolas, I was right. The wood energy gave me the certainty. That thing in your arms will destroy us in the moment we ease back. The dark energy in the forest confirmed it, this two, they are allies. I once more am ordering you to don’t get closer to her. Now on she will be supervised by the real healers with the half wizard, and with constant guards. Once they wake, I’ll make them speak. They tried to deceive us, my son. With they lost and innocent appearance, they made you blind. They were able to enter our kingdom, and we let them. We have put all our people in risk.”

Thranduil approched.

“ Now. Give the enemy to me my Legolas. Suffer no more for such evil.”

“ ENOUGH!” Thranduil snarled with his son hesitancy. “ Now.Legolas.”

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Legolas looked a bit shocked at haldirs words. Something was not right. He could since his love but also something more. A malice and hate that had never been there before. In fear for calee's life and his love's sanity he simply stood and nodded. "I do melonin. With all my heart. You know this, but what do you mean we are leaving? There is nowhere to go father will not find us. Is leaving with her in such fragile health really a good thing?" Legolas moves some hair from haldir's face back behind his pointy ear trying to gently connect with him.

A few hours later as azirafell sits in her room leaning against the ledge of her balcony with guards watching from below and more guards on the other side of the bedroom door she sighs feeling trapped. Thankfully word from gandalf comes in the form of a moth. It lands on her finger and she smiles before it flies away. A few moments later word that gandalf has arrived reaches the king. He is emediotly lead into the throne room before the king. Azirafell waits patently by the bed for a guard to escort her to meet with the wizard.

Thranduil observed the nature spirit hunt the dark energy. He felt confused with it speech meaning. Soon he was going back to his palace, to plan, to think .

But what he did not expected it was the chaos he found there.

The nurses were terrified as they told what happened in his absence. He went directly to the infirmity, passing without a glance to Legolas or Calee, there a drained Haldir took care of the health of a unconscious Azirafell.

“What happened here?” Thranduil vociferate.

“ My Lord, we don’t know. Suddenly her magic was uncontrolled and when I tried to help darkness presented, it was like some energy voiced through her and…”

Thranduil silences him with a quiet gesture.

“ You don’t need to tell me this Haldir, I heard it, I was there in the woods. The energy spoke with me as well. It said he had allies here with us. It’s pretty clear now who are they.”

“ My king, you cannot be referring to—”

“ Azirafell is stable?”

“ Yes, but..”

“ And the abnormality?”

“ She is n—-”

“ Yes or no Haldir?!” He spat.

“ I don’t know sir, you should ask your son!” Haldir hit back irate.

“ You make sure the elf be awake the next hours, we have a lot to talk.”

“ I won’t let you torture her sir, don’t matter how much you believe in her bad character.”

“ It’s not you to decide.” The king said dryly. “ Know your place warrior.” And then ran to have some answers of his son.

Haldir fell week in the exact moment Thranduil left, and the closer healer tried to make him lie down, but Haldir strong will would not let things as it was left. He got out the door, ready to confront Thranduil and his cruelty.

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In the mid of the dark energy appearance on the palace infirmary, Calee wound started to bleed once more, and her sleep got restless as she mumbled her brother’s name between cries and unintelligible whisper.

She leaned on Legolas chest, instinctively searching for his secure warmth.

“… I.. don’t.. love them…” She cried and the king entered looking wrathful and disgusted with the scene in front of his eyes.

“ Legolas, I was right. The wood energy gave me the certainty. That thing in your arms will destroy us in the moment we ease back. The dark energy in the forest confirmed it, this two, they are allies. I once more am ordering you to don’t get closer to her. Now on she will be supervised by the real healers with the half wizard, and with constant guards. Once they wake, I’ll make them speak. They tried to deceive us, my son. With they lost and innocent appearance, they made you blind. They were able to enter our kingdom, and we let them. We have put all our people in risk.”

Thranduil approched.

“ Now. Give the enemy to me my Legolas. Suffer no more for such evil.”

“ ENOUGH!” Thranduil snarled with his son hesitancy. “ Now.Legolas.”

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After years of friendship and silly pranks pulled on one another fallowed by years of separation due to his kingly duties and her need to study wizardry with gandalf and Radagast an old friend finally returns home to the forest she loved as a young one. To nervous to go straight to the king she camps outside in the forest by the crystal clear lake they once played in so long ago. Feeling joy from her memories she slipped out of her clothing and into the crystal clear water. She began to sing and enjoy the wonderful water filling the forest with a magical sounding voice that enchants the guards best the outskirts of the kingdom causing them to send word to the king of a mystery voice in the forest. Every elf in the kingdom knows this location is forbidden so the guards wish to know what they should do. They were wondering if this could be some sort of spirit?

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Azirafell rubs her wrists and stretches her shoulders to relieve the pain from the shackles. A set of handcuffs are strapped to her wrists and she is led back to her chamber which is now locked and guarded. "Thank the valar. Pappa will be able to clear things up. He sure was right about the king. Handsome though he may be he sure is stubern and a bit dark." Azirafell whistles a soft tune and a tiny hummingbird white as snow flies into her window landing on her finger. "I can feel his sadness and his fear. He worries for his people and his son so he is not so bad. I do not think I could have survived loosing my love. I hope his heart can mend some day." The little bird twitches its head tweeting in confusion. Azirafell smiles and whispers to it then sends it on its way to gandalf who would receive it and the message to save her as soon as he could.

The evil brother laughs a dark and sinister laugh knowing he has finally snagged a pawn to do his bugging. He lingers in the shadows clinging to haldirs like a parasite. Legolas looks up at calee as she touches his face and holds her hand kissing it lightly. "Calee...we were so worried about you. Please tell me...why did you run away? There is a dangerous darkness in the woods. It is trying to brake into the kingdom. I fear father believes you are part of it. Please tell me...it isn't true?" He looks back sending haldir and turns to see him. "Melonin you have returned. Calee is awake. Is everything alright I...I feel something has changed in you." Legolas looks worried

Thranduil observed the nature spirit hunt the dark energy. He felt confused with it speech meaning. Soon he was going back to his palace, to plan, to think .

But what he did not expected it was the chaos he found there.

The nurses were terrified as they told what happened in his absence. He went directly to the infirmity, passing without a glance to Legolas or Calee, there a drained Haldir took care of the health of a unconscious Azirafell.

“What happened here?” Thranduil vociferate.

“ My Lord, we don’t know. Suddenly her magic was uncontrolled and when I tried to help darkness presented, it was like some energy voiced through her and…”

Thranduil silences him with a quiet gesture.

“ You don’t need to tell me this Haldir, I heard it, I was there in the woods. The energy spoke with me as well. It said he had allies here with us. It’s pretty clear now who are they.”

“ My king, you cannot be referring to—”

“ Azirafell is stable?”

“ Yes, but..”

“ And the abnormality?”

“ She is n—-”

“ Yes or no Haldir?!” He spat.

“ I don’t know sir, you should ask your son!” Haldir hit back irate.

“ You make sure the elf be awake the next hours, we have a lot to talk.”

“ I won’t let you torture her sir, don’t matter how much you believe in her bad character.”

“ It’s not you to decide.” The king said dryly. “ Know your place warrior.” And then ran to have some answers of his son.

Haldir fell week in the exact moment Thranduil left, and the closer healer tried to make him lie down, but Haldir strong will would not let things as it was left. He got out the door, ready to confront Thranduil and his cruelty.

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In the mid of the dark energy appearance on the palace infirmary, Calee wound started to bleed once more, and her sleep got restless as she mumbled her brother’s name between cries and unintelligible whisper.

She leaned on Legolas chest, instinctively searching for his secure warmth.

“… I.. don’t.. love them…” She cried and the king entered looking wrathful and disgusted with the scene in front of his eyes.

“ Legolas, I was right. The wood energy gave me the certainty. That thing in your arms will destroy us in the moment we ease back. The dark energy in the forest confirmed it, this two, they are allies. I once more am ordering you to don’t get closer to her. Now on she will be supervised by the real healers with the half wizard, and with constant guards. Once they wake, I’ll make them speak. They tried to deceive us, my son. With they lost and innocent appearance, they made you blind. They were able to enter our kingdom, and we let them. We have put all our people in risk.”

Thranduil approched.

“ Now. Give the enemy to me my Legolas. Suffer no more for such evil.”

“ ENOUGH!” Thranduil snarled with his son hesitancy. “ Now.Legolas.”

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"I know not how to convince you my king. Perhaps if my father gandalf were here he could vouch for me. All I can do is submit to any torture you see fit to do. I will answer your questions to the best of my knowledge. The only reason I know the name of this darkness is the forests spirits told me. I have been gifted by the valar with the ability to truly speak with the forest. I can not express the pain this evil is causing them. I will submit to anything you wish if it means I am able to help them sooner." Azirafell has small tears in her eyes threatening to fall as he presses the blade to her chin. She is not flawless and has several scars so she is prepared to endure this punishment. Azirafell hoped if the king knew she was gandalf's adopted daughter he may believe her a bit more. Meanwhile her wrists and arms were beginning to ake from being chained above her head.

The dark shadow seeps in behind haldar quietly and unnoticed as haldar fights with his feelings. The shadow creeps up to his ear and whispers. "The king has betrayed you. He treats you as if you are no more than a servant. He doesn't deserve your loyalty. The king will never allow you to be with your one true love. He wants everyone to be miserable like he is. Yo suffer alone like him." The shadow sounds like a whisper as if it were coming from within haldar himself. Like when a person talks to themselves. Clearly this shadow is trying to manipulate him.

Legolas sheds several years as he sits by calee holding her hand. He is fighting back tears after his father declared calee to be an enemy. His heart was tearing apart after haldar run out of the room. He prayed to the valar for advice.

Thranduil observed the nature spirit hunt the dark energy. He felt confused with it speech meaning. Soon he was going back to his palace, to plan, to think .

But what he did not expected it was the chaos he found there.

The nurses were terrified as they told what happened in his absence. He went directly to the infirmity, passing without a glance to Legolas or Calee, there a drained Haldir took care of the health of a unconscious Azirafell.

“What happened here?” Thranduil vociferate.

“ My Lord, we don’t know. Suddenly her magic was uncontrolled and when I tried to help darkness presented, it was like some energy voiced through her and…”

Thranduil silences him with a quiet gesture.

“ You don’t need to tell me this Haldir, I heard it, I was there in the woods. The energy spoke with me as well. It said he had allies here with us. It’s pretty clear now who are they.”

“ My king, you cannot be referring to—”

“ Azirafell is stable?”

“ Yes, but..”

“ And the abnormality?”

“ She is n—-”

“ Yes or no Haldir?!” He spat.

“ I don’t know sir, you should ask your son!” Haldir hit back irate.

“ You make sure the elf be awake the next hours, we have a lot to talk.”

“ I won’t let you torture her sir, don’t matter how much you believe in her bad character.”

“ It’s not you to decide.” The king said dryly. “ Know your place warrior.” And then ran to have some answers of his son.

Haldir fell week in the exact moment Thranduil left, and the closer healer tried to make him lie down, but Haldir strong will would not let things as it was left. He got out the door, ready to confront Thranduil and his cruelty.

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In the mid of the dark energy appearance on the palace infirmary, Calee wound started to bleed once more, and her sleep got restless as she mumbled her brother’s name between cries and unintelligible whisper.

She leaned on Legolas chest, instinctively searching for his secure warmth.

“… I.. don’t.. love them…” She cried and the king entered looking wrathful and disgusted with the scene in front of his eyes.

“ Legolas, I was right. The wood energy gave me the certainty. That thing in your arms will destroy us in the moment we ease back. The dark energy in the forest confirmed it, this two, they are allies. I once more am ordering you to don’t get closer to her. Now on she will be supervised by the real healers with the half wizard, and with constant guards. Once they wake, I’ll make them speak. They tried to deceive us, my son. With they lost and innocent appearance, they made you blind. They were able to enter our kingdom, and we let them. We have put all our people in risk.”

Thranduil approched.

“ Now. Give the enemy to me my Legolas. Suffer no more for such evil.”

“ ENOUGH!” Thranduil snarled with his son hesitancy. “ Now.Legolas.”

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Azirafell smiled and closed her eyes. "Thank you your highness. I look forward to seeing it again." Some healers quietly enter the tent and offer her some more medicine in the form of a tea. She sits up enough to drink it and thanks them then lays back on the soft bed sighing a bit. The healers now politely to thranduil then exit the tent. A few moments later she is groggy and half asleep from the strong herbs. She mumbles a bit as she drifts off into a peaceful sleep. "I wonder...if he even.... remembers me." After yawning once more she is finally sleeping deeply. Apparently she still thinks thranduil is his father.

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The battle was long, lasting a month in total. Even with the aid of friends from the misty mountain kingdom of dworfs there were many lives lost on all sides. In the end it took a wondering wizard to turn the tides and beat the hoard of desperate orks and goblins that were the last remaining monsters of gondor. This wizard recieved word from a crow sent by her friends the dworfs requesting aid. The fight having lasted a month made the annual trading talks between the Mirkwood elven kingdom and the humans of laketown and the dworfs of the misty mountain run late. Many scrolls went unanswered and many promises broken. The town would emediotly need to send word of what happened to there allies hoping for understanding. Once the injured had been tended to and the weak treated the female wizard departed from the town still weary of meeting with the elves she knew would soon be arriving. Bard the leader of new laketown begged her to remain and rest having taken many injuries herself and used much of her energy aiding his people but she refused saying the forest was calling to her. Even her dworf friends could not stop her. With few supplies and fond goodbyes she departed into the forest again.

It would be a day before any elves would arrive and receive the news to what happened and return it to the king by then azirafell the wondering wizard was half way threw the forest. The people of laketown accepted aid from the elven king and the agreements were once more in place as were the trades with the dworfs and so on there way back to Mirkwood the king and his party returned to the forest.

Azirafell made a camp by the river where she hid a boat she intended to take in hopes of returning to her adopted father Radagast but she grately underestimated the extent of her injuries. A stab wound to her calf had traces of poison in it which she was mostly able to remove but it was still not healing well. Several of her ribs,despite being wrapped properly and treated with herbs, were threatening to puncture a lung. She was bruised all over and had several small cuts and burns but the use of her magic was her biggest problem. Azirafell was more of a healer than a fighter so using her magic in a negative way even to defend the innocent was hard on her body. She fears she may have overdone it this time.

With one last bit of strength azirafell climbs into her small elven boat and attempts to cast off. She intended on using a spell to direct the boat to safety but she could not even pull her bag into the boat she was so weak. Azirafell uses her wizards tongue to ask the sprits of the forest for help and lucky for her a grate white owl is near enough to answer the call. It flies threw the trees and quickly seeks out the elven king and his company delevoring the desperate request for help and explaining the wizards location ready to lead them to her.

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Azirafell nervously watches the king as he examines the tools on the table just out of her view. She trembled a bit in fear but tried to be brave before saying. "I do not know exactly what or who this evil is that threatens your kingdom. I do know the spirits of the forest saved me from him. There was a force so strong and so dark in the forest near to where the girl was first found. I could not understand what it was saying but I know it was trying to use me. All I wanted to do was help make sure the girl was safe, I did not expect such evil to be hiding in waiting." Azirafell takes a deep breath then says. "When the spirits of the forest protected me they told me the name of this evil but it means nothing to me. I have never heard of it. I want to help defend this kingdom. I want to help save my ancestral home. Please my king, do with me as you wish but allow me to help rid the forest of this evil. I can feel it sucking the life from the trees and the animals. I can hear the crying of spirits as there homes are tainted. It hurts. I wish I could convince you to trust me but that must be earned so ask me anything, do to me whatever you wish, I just want to stop this monster. This (evil dude's name) that threatens my home. I don't want to lose this place before I even get to know more about it." She looked as if she was about to cry. Her voice was sincere and her eyes full of pleading.

Thranduil observed the nature spirit hunt the dark energy. He felt confused with it speech meaning. Soon he was going back to his palace, to plan, to think .

But what he did not expected it was the chaos he found there.

The nurses were terrified as they told what happened in his absence. He went directly to the infirmity, passing without a glance to Legolas or Calee, there a drained Haldir took care of the health of a unconscious Azirafell.

“What happened here?” Thranduil vociferate.

“ My Lord, we don’t know. Suddenly her magic was uncontrolled and when I tried to help darkness presented, it was like some energy voiced through her and…”

Thranduil silences him with a quiet gesture.

“ You don’t need to tell me this Haldir, I heard it, I was there in the woods. The energy spoke with me as well. It said he had allies here with us. It’s pretty clear now who are they.”

“ My king, you cannot be referring to—”

“ Azirafell is stable?”

“ Yes, but..”

“ And the abnormality?”

“ She is n—-”

“ Yes or no Haldir?!” He spat.

“ I don’t know sir, you should ask your son!” Haldir hit back irate.

“ You make sure the elf be awake the next hours, we have a lot to talk.”

“ I won’t let you torture her sir, don’t matter how much you believe in her bad character.”

“ It’s not you to decide.” The king said dryly. “ Know your place warrior.” And then ran to have some answers of his son.

Haldir fell week in the exact moment Thranduil left, and the closer healer tried to make him lie down, but Haldir strong will would not let things as it was left. He got out the door, ready to confront Thranduil and his cruelty.

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In the mid of the dark energy appearance on the palace infirmary, Calee wound started to bleed once more, and her sleep got restless as she mumbled her brother’s name between cries and unintelligible whisper.

She leaned on Legolas chest, instinctively searching for his secure warmth.

“… I.. don’t.. love them…” She cried and the king entered looking wrathful and disgusted with the scene in front of his eyes.

“ Legolas, I was right. The wood energy gave me the certainty. That thing in your arms will destroy us in the moment we ease back. The dark energy in the forest confirmed it, this two, they are allies. I once more am ordering you to don’t get closer to her. Now on she will be supervised by the real healers with the half wizard, and with constant guards. Once they wake, I’ll make them speak. They tried to deceive us, my son. With they lost and innocent appearance, they made you blind. They were able to enter our kingdom, and we let them. We have put all our people in risk.”

Thranduil approched.

“ Now. Give the enemy to me my Legolas. Suffer no more for such evil.”

“ ENOUGH!” Thranduil snarled with his son hesitancy. “ Now.Legolas.”

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Azirafell shivers a bit and looks disgusted. "Spiders...nasty creatures. I'm sorry you beautiful kingdom is under such a threat." There's a sadness to her eyes as if she was remembering something she had almost forgotten. After a moment of silence she turns to him and says. "I wish to help you in any way I can. With your permission your highness I would like to try and assist you in removing the spiders." Azirafell adjusts her covers to hide herself better as she removes her arms. There bandaged a bit but not as bad as other places. She examines the bandages like a curious child with a bad habit of picking at wounds and bandages. She was always that way.

Old friends heal old wounds.

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The battle was long, lasting a month in total. Even with the aid of friends from the misty mountain kingdom of dworfs there were many lives lost on all sides. In the end it took a wondering wizard to turn the tides and beat the hoard of desperate orks and goblins that were the last remaining monsters of gondor. This wizard recieved word from a crow sent by her friends the dworfs requesting aid. The fight having lasted a month made the annual trading talks between the Mirkwood elven kingdom and the humans of laketown and the dworfs of the misty mountain run late. Many scrolls went unanswered and many promises broken. The town would emediotly need to send word of what happened to there allies hoping for understanding. Once the injured had been tended to and the weak treated the female wizard departed from the town still weary of meeting with the elves she knew would soon be arriving. Bard the leader of new laketown begged her to remain and rest having taken many injuries herself and used much of her energy aiding his people but she refused saying the forest was calling to her. Even her dworf friends could not stop her. With few supplies and fond goodbyes she departed into the forest again.

It would be a day before any elves would arrive and receive the news to what happened and return it to the king by then azirafell the wondering wizard was half way threw the forest. The people of laketown accepted aid from the elven king and the agreements were once more in place as were the trades with the dworfs and so on there way back to Mirkwood the king and his party returned to the forest.

Azirafell made a camp by the river where she hid a boat she intended to take in hopes of returning to her adopted father Radagast but she grately underestimated the extent of her injuries. A stab wound to her calf had traces of poison in it which she was mostly able to remove but it was still not healing well. Several of her ribs,despite being wrapped properly and treated with herbs, were threatening to puncture a lung. She was bruised all over and had several small cuts and burns but the use of her magic was her biggest problem. Azirafell was more of a healer than a fighter so using her magic in a negative way even to defend the innocent was hard on her body. She fears she may have overdone it this time.

With one last bit of strength azirafell climbs into her small elven boat and attempts to cast off. She intended on using a spell to direct the boat to safety but she could not even pull her bag into the boat she was so weak. Azirafell uses her wizards tongue to ask the sprits of the forest for help and lucky for her a grate white owl is near enough to answer the call. It flies threw the trees and quickly seeks out the elven king and his company delevoring the desperate request for help and explaining the wizards location ready to lead them to her.

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Yes I'm sure. Your just to damn beautiful. I'd pass out and drown.

Barduil Moments: “Damn you, sexy woodland fairy” (Inspired by @thrandythefabulous writings, this one actually. I love your writings! :D )