Woodland Realm

The elves observed the visitors with a curious gaze, they looked at Tiberius and the praetorian guards lifting large square shields with an eagle painted on it and their weird clothing. They stared at the strips of iron that the Romans wore as it was their first time seeing soldiers of man with those outfits and gears.

They also looked at the man with a big axe behind his back like what dwarves used in favor in battle and wonder if he can wield such a big axe. The dwarves were ignored as they have seen them too many times and they've already recognized Thorin being the king of Durin's folk of the fallen mountain of Erebor. (Lonely Mountain)

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Tiberius POV

"They are really curious about you and your men, you looked strange even more so than the Easterlings that harassed us in the east." Said Melody in a sweet voice.

"They will be impressed if they see the entire legion" I smirk as I feel great pride with the legions of Rome.

As we continued our tour around the city, an elf riding an elk arrived with a message informing Legolas that he must escort us to the elven king's hall this evening after preparations were complete to welcome us for a feast and to meet their king.

Legolas nod his head before the messenger left. As we continued our tour around the city to pass our time, Melody pointed and describe the things that we saw.

"Amazing"

I saw the elves living up above in the trees making their home inside it, my eyes shined as I see all the marvelous and beautiful homes of the elves, they were one with nature, they assimilated themselves with nature to bring no harm to it as much as possible. I was impressed by their ingenuity and history and continued to learn more about their strange but amazing culture from Melody, while Legolas followed behind us with a creepy smile.

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Melody POV

Looking at the man who I ran away from at first when I was on the lake which probably because I was sad and lonely at that time. I see his amazement towards my people's culture and history. I see his shining eyes as he continued to eye the surroundings while asking me question as I answered him. I feel my heart beating faster when I looked towards him and my mind feeling fuzzy, probably still fatigued from the journey. Even though I was distracted trying to find out what was happening inside me I still answered his every question because I worry that he would hate me if I don't.

I continued to show our guests around the city while my brother followed close behind. For some reason I feel his gaze behind our backs when I was talking with Tiberius, eyeing us with an intense focus like he was worried something bad might happen.

"What is he worried about?” I think to myself. ”We’re already safe, away from the dangers outside the city that lurks in the dark. Maybe he wants to befriend Tiberius? He hasn't talked with him much lately since we arrived.”

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Legolas POV

Looking at the man who has been having a close relationship with my sister I worried about him taking advantage of her. My sister is still young only 1400 years old, her innocence will one day bring her danger and I will make sure that won't ever happen especially since her running away again but this time being so far from home.

I and father were so worried that father immediately sent all of his scouts and animals to the surroundings to look for her. It took me days to track her because of the dark creatures that have been plaguing our forest since Sauron dark hand fell upon it but thanks to my experience and Tauriel (Brown-haired female elf) skills we managed to find her just in time to save her from the giant spiders attacking her and this cunning man who calls himself a prince of Rome which I hardly believe the story from danger.

I will shoot my arrows in his eyes the moment I see malicious actions, I grin as I imagine how I will torture him and make him scream in horror as I cut off his reproductive organs while feeding it to him and after that, I'll let the animals eat him alive while I watch his face as he screamed in terror. I continued to smile as I imagine more ways to torture this man named Tiberius without my sister being sad for him, she will know the man is perverted and will corrupt her if she continues to be close with him.

Without me realizing because of my fantasy it was already evening, I told them it was time to go to the elven king's hall for the feast and escort them. Arriving there my father greets Tiberius and his men while also greeting the dwarves but with less enthusiasm. I see Thorin and the dwarves frowning but still behaving and the hobbit named Bilbo looking around excitedly while eating food from the table probably impressed by our dishes.

I walked beside my father and tell him about our guest: "Father their army is dangerous and it would be wise for them to leave soon, their large shields and formations will make it very difficult to hit them with our arrows while the dwarves are still bitter about Erebor, if something happens to provoke them their legions will siege the city."

Father agrees and nods his head and walked towards Tiberius to talk about something and I looked at my sister who is still sitting close to the roman prince while eating food and placing some dishes on his plate. I frowned at this sight but do nothing because my sister has been too depressed since her friends left to go to the Undying Lands and she deserves to make new ones no matter how unpleasant it is to my eyes.