Throwing daggers at your brother is a lot more fun then you first thought. Legolas had asked you if you would like to spar with him, to train, right now your beating him into Mordor.
As you go take another attack you realize you're all out of weapons "Now you see, you don't just throw your weapons if pleased, you lose then..." He takes your arm swinging you around, tripping you over and landing on your back "Your dead" He holds his dagger to your neck.
"Legolas! Courtney!" Your brother puts his dagger away and helps you on your feet. Just as your father, Thranduil, goes to speak one of the guards walks up behind him speaking in elvish. "My king, we have captured 13 dwarves in the forest" You and Legolas turn to each other. Without any word your father turns and spins on his heels, walking off taking long strides.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking brother" You smile at your brother as he returns it as well.
"You know me too well" You both take off, heading inside the kingdom. The way your father looked angered, he must have known something.
You see your father sitting on his throne "Legolas and Courtney I suggest you stay out of this" He speaks, you go to speak against his words when you see him stand up looking behind you.
Two guards push a dwarf towards the platform. When your eyes meet you feel your heart begin to race. Legolas pulls you to the side, out of your fathers way.
As your father and the dwarf speak you only keep your eyes on the dwarf.
***
You snuck away from your father and brother as they spoke. Heading down to the dungeons where all 13 dwarves are held, walking past each of their cells you looking in, seeing Thorin sitting against the wall.
"Why so glum?" You say with a soft voice. His head snaps up to look at you. Then a question comes to your mind, now debating whether or not to ask "What has you silent?" He speaks. The hair raises on the back if your neck hearing his deep voice "What is your name?" He stands on his feet walking to the door, between you and him.
"Courtney, daughter of Thranduil" You stand tall. A habit you picked up after years of doing it when speaking your name. You see a smirk on his lips then you decide to ask "Why did you make up such a lie about my father?"
"It was not a lie" He whispers and your stomach drops.
"What?"
"Your father had turned his back on my people. We were starving, homeless but he has a heart as cold as ice" You don't know what to think. He insults your father but what you hear is the truth.
***
Talking for the past hour, you begin to feel for this dwarf. Now you know as Thorin, son of Thrain.
He has put a charm on you but you do not care. He makes you laugh and smile unlike any of the elven men around Mirkwood.
You have fallen for this dwarf and even if your father forbid it you wanted to be with him.
"You are beautiful Courtney" Your cheeks turn bright red.
"You know you are the first person that has said that to me" You play with your thumbs, not looking at Thorin.
"Well I feel honored to be the first" You give Thorin a smile as he returns it.
Never have you felt this way, others would not believe in this love between you both. You just wish it had lasted longer.
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