This chapter was inspired by Taylor Swifts Wildest Dreams and I recommend listening to it while reading. Here is a link to a cover I like.

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Eleni

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"Eleni we're going into town today. I need to buy blue fabric," Sane, my sister, orders. She's leaning on my door frame with her arms crossed. I glance up at her and frown.

"YOU CHEATER! We're over Len!" Sane screams and a black haired elf. He's got a blue eyed elleth in his arms and they were obviously kissing.

"Fine!" The elf, Lan I assume, screams back.

"This is because there was rumors about the king visiting isn't it?" I ask raising and eyebrow. I don't even flinch at the vision when I see her. I'm used to it every time I look into her eyes I see it. It is an end. "It'll be crowded it can't be safe."

"Fine you got me. That and Lan that cute apprentice asked me to meet him," Sane admits twirling her long very dark brown hair in her hand. I bite my lip to keep from shouting 'NO.' I'm not supposed to meddle with fate. I just see ends. But I really don't need to go into town. I don't want to see the the king.

"You go I'm good," I say dismissively.

"Please Eleni! Please please please!" Sane begs getting on her knees.

"Alright I need to get parchment anyway," I relent and lock the papers I was writing in my drawer. I then stand up and pull a purple cloak on over my white purple tinted dress dress. Sane has a matching blue tinted white one they are identical long sleeved floor length dress.

"I wish you would tell me what you write. What's so secret about it anyway?" Sane inquires as she pulls on a thick blue cloak.

"It's all the ends I see. When I die I want them released and archived. Someone like me is going to come along one day and they'll need guidance," I explain and slip my arm in hers.

Together we leave our small four person house and make our way through the forest path to town.

When we get into town it's insanely crowded, elleths mostly. Chatter of seeing the king float throughout the air. I examine the area and sigh in relief when I don't see the king. His name is Thranduil Oriphin and it matches the one tattooed on my neck. That's why I don't want to see him. He is my soulmate and I don't want see any of his ends.

"I'm gonna go see Lan, Eleni you have go find your parchment," Sane tells me the disappears into the crowd.

I pull my hood up and carefully navigate to the book shop. Once inside I quickly but the things I need.

"Hello there Eleni is this all?" Ian the shopkeeper asks. I met this gaze and smile.

"Goodbye my love," Sharon cries clutching his hand. "Goodbye." Ian half smirks back before taking his last breath.

"No Ian thank you. By the way how's Sharon?" I ask gritting my teeth together as I hand over payment.

"She's great. I'll tell her you asked. Have a nice day now," Ian says and waves as I leave.

"You too."

Elleths are still swarming outside but now they are squealing while a carriage goes through the road at a mid speed pace. I shove past the elleths and storm to the fabric shop. Sane and Lan are chatting away dangerously close to the road. I groan and speed walk to them as the carriage approaches. The coach isn't paying attention so when Sane steps backward and trips into the road it's a bad situation.

"SANE!" I screech and dash forward. Lan already has her off the road when I get closer. "Thanks L-"

"ELENI!" Sane screeches and grabs my arm ripping me off the road as the carriage passes.

"STOP THE CARRIAGE!" The carriage comes to a screeching stop on the road ahead of us. Sane drags me into a death grip hug and cries into my shoulder.

"I thought I lost you," she whispers. "You were right we shouldn't have come."

"Who is the one named Eleni?" a deep rippling voice asks. I freeze up and slowly turn around. Sane is holding onto my arm a defiant glare on her face. The king is standing there a worried look on his handsome porcelain face. His blue eyes are wide with concern.

"I have-" I cough violently. "One last re-request my love."

"Anything my dear one," Thranduil promises, clutching my hand tighter. Tears are in his beautiful blue eyes.

"Say you'll remember me, standing in a nice dress-" more coughs. "S-staring at the sunset babe. R-red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again even-even if it's just in you're w-wildest dreams." Then the darkness closes in and the last thing I hear is Thranduils agonized screams.

"The poor elleth you nearly ran over!" Sane snaps and all the elleths that are now bowing gasp in horror. I blink back into reality and go pale. I just witnessed my own death.

"Sane that is the king!" Lan hisses.

"He nearly ran over my sister he gets no respect from me," Sane retorts defiantly.

"She is right I am very sorry miss Eleni," Thranduil says and takes my hand, placing a kiss on it. His lips are soft and warm against my hand and I can't help but shudder.

"That's miss Sunder to you," Sane growls and Thranduils whole demeanor brightens.

"Oh it's o-okay. I was in the road my king," I stammer and bow.

"Let's get out of this town. Drive out of the city away from the crowds," Thranduil suggests holding my hand and tugging me towards the carriage.

"Wait Eleni! What are you doing. Don't go with him! Lan help me out here," Sane exclaims and grabs my arm. She then lowers her voice very low. "You've heard of his questionable ruling." Yes he's been called cruel but just. He's so bad but he does it so well.

"The Valor can't help me now Sane," I whisper and let him lead me into the carriage.

"What?" Sane splutters.

Soon the coach is taking us away from the town.

"So Eleni you're my soulmate," Thranduil muses and oh valor he's so tall and handsome as hell. "The one I will be with forever."

"Yes but nothing lasts forever," I say quickly. It's an automatic response for me. I see ends. I know nothing lasts forever. I'm so used to ends they barely startle me now. But this is gonna take me down.

"I would still love to court you for as long as our forever lasts," Thranduil persists and leans in close to my face. he idly twirls my short wavy brown hair in his fingers in a sensual manner.

"One condition."

"Anything."

"Say you'll remember," I murmur in his

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I didn't try to hold myself back after that. Fate is not to be meddled with.

I fell in love with my soulmate like all the stupid fairy tales say. Our relationship was totally secret though.

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"You look so pretty in this light," Thranduil compliments and I giggle.

"Everyone looks good the light of a sunset," I explain and turn to face him. He brought me into the castle gardens to watch the sunset. Red, pink, and white roses are in full bloom around us. A purple flowered vine plant curls up an archway above us and small clovers in between the stone cracks beneath us. All in all its lovely.

"But you're dress is amazing, you're lips are adorable swollen red, and you're cheeks are rosy." As he's talking he peppers kisses along my neck sending shockwaves through my body. I smile my biggest smile, turn around, grab bus neck, and kiss his stupid face.

I want him to remember this moment.

I need him to remember.

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"We could make our relationship public you know. I have no shame for you," Thranduil informs me one night. we lie in my bed crowd around each other.

"No one has to know what we do," I respond while he plays with my hair again. He has some weird obsession with it. But in his defense I'm obsessed with his chiseled chest and porcelain skin.

"Then marry me," Thranduil murmurs. "I have an extra pair of clothes here and we've been together for months."

"I'll marry you. I mean what have we got to lose I love you and you love me."

It is simple and perfect.

~~~

Our engagement was announced the next day and the kingdom rejoiced. Every one seemed to think that I would balance his sour moods.

The wedding day approached at a surprising pace and I wasn't ready. Everyday I spend with Thranduil is a day closer I have to leave him.

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"Wake up future queen of Greenwood," Sane teases and shakes me awake. Nerves flare up and I roll over covering my face with a pillow.

"No."

"Oh come one you! You're getting married today act a little excited!" Sane lectures.

"I'm just so nervous. One day I'm a normal peasant the next queen!" I shout throwing my covers off and hopping up.

"Yes true but it's love! I'd give anything to find my soulmate," Sane says and pulls out my dress.

"There's my beautiful daughter!" my mom squeals and walks into the room.

"Yes hi mom," I mutter and pull off my nightdress.

"Oh honey you're nervous aren't you? Well it's okay I had major nerves before marrying your father. They're perfectly normal," mom assures and helps me into my dress.

It's a strapless light volume dress with a navy blue sweetheart neckline and swirls on it. The veil is extremely long with the same pattern as the dress.

My mom and sister work together to braid my hair to the side perfectly and attach the veil to it. It's in the same style of the old warrior Katniss Everdeen the best archer in Middle Earth's history.

Once I'm all done up I take one look in the mirror and my breath is taken away. I'm glowing.

"Oh dear you look so pretty," my mom cries, dabbing her eyes.

"Don't cry mom I'll cry," Sane complains.

"Both of you get it together the ceremony hasn't even started we aren't even in the church yet," I snap but sneakily wipe my eyes as well.

"Come on girls the carriage is here," my dad announces knocking on the door lightly.

"Yes dad," I reply and open the door stepping out hurriedly.

"You look fabulous honey," dad says and kisses my head.

"Thanks dad. Now let's go!" I rush into the carriage sans shoes. The dress is so long no one will notice.

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The ride to the church is short. Too short and my dress too hot. I non-stop wave a fan in my face to keep calm and cool. When we get there everyone is already inside. Sane and my mom slip off to their seats while dad waits to walk me down the aisle.

"You ready?" dad asks.

"Nope," I confess and I shake my head biting my lip while doing so.

"You've seen the end haven't you? You saw it before it even began didn't you?"

"Yes," I respond in a small voice tears suddenly gathering.

"It's bad isn't it."

"Worse than I could have ever imagined," I admit. I never even thought I'd seen my own end.

"Well you can't worry about it too much. You need to live your life and deal with the end when it comes. Now are you ready?"

"Yes dad let's do this," I answer nodding my head a stupid grin on my face. Dad always has a way of cheering me up. I take his arm in my own and together we open the doors. Harp music echoes through the church and the entire crowd of elves turn to stare at me. A blush creeps on to my cheeks and I pause. My dad does not he holds his head high and escorts me down the aisle expertly.

Thranduil is waiting at the altar, a wide grin on his face and black and white robes on his tall form. I'm standing next to him my hands in his all to soon. He looks as handsome as ever.

"You look breath taking," he whispers.

"Same to you," I breathe.

The minister drones about peace and love, maybe flowers, for awhile before addressing me.

"Do you take this elf as your lawfully wedded husband for as long as both shall live?"

"I'm going to answer your question with a question good sir. Would I be here if I didn't?" I fire back earning laughter from the crowd and some frowns from the elders. "I do of course I do." The minister straightens his back and coughs a little to himself.

"Then do you take this elleth to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do I really really do," Thranduil answers squeezing my hands.

"Then do you Eleni Sunder vow to serve this kingdom as its queen to the best of your ability?"

"I swear it."

"Then I pronounce you king and queen of Greenwood." Thranduil immediately dip kisses me and the crowd roars.

"I love you."

"I love you more."

~~~

Mithrandir, Gandalf, advised us to travel past Rivendall and even past Bree. There is a place called the Shire and Gandalf organized for us to stay in a friends guesthouse. Thranduil was a little skeptical at first but I was excited.

We left advisors in charge and set out for the journey. It wasn't very long at all to get there on Eagles back maybe two days at most.

When we got there a Mithrandir was waiting with a bunch of tiny creatures with elf ears and furry feet.

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"Greetings king and queen of Greenwood. Thank you Bahir and Dun for your service," Mithrandir greets and thanks the eagles before they fly off. "Welcome to the Shire."

"Thank you Mithrandir, hello as well. May I ask who these ladies and gentlemen are?" Thranduil inquires tipping his heading the creatures.

"Oh these are hobbits the Hellsing family to be exact. This is Mrs Jen Hellsing, Mr Harold Hellsing, and of course there little one Natalie," Mithrandir introduces gesturing to each hobbit.

"RUN NATALIE RUN! Find Gandalf and don't look back!" Mrs Hellsing scream as the flames envelope her. Mr Hellsing lays dead by her feet. Natalie screeches and dashes out just as her mother dies.

Mrs Hellsing has a bright smile on her face, red curled locks, and a plump figure.

"Jen! Jen get Natalie and go! They're c-" an arrow protrudes from his throat ending his warning.

Mr Hellsing has a round figure, half smirk, and a mischievous glint in his eye.

"I love you. But we're done with. I can't trust you," Natalie explains to the short black haired hobbit.

Natalie is a small toddler contrasting the vision in which she is a teenager. She has curious wise eyes and short brown smooth hairs. Her skin is an olive color matching her parents.

"Thank you for having us," I say gratuitously and hide the horror with a smile.

"No problem we love visitors! Just follow me to the barn. You wouldn't fit in our guest hole so we tidied up the barn," Mrs Hellsing explains and leads us to a rather small barn house. Inside the ceiling opens up. It doesn't smell like animals at all in fact it smells like violets. The stalls have been completely cleaned out with rugs placed on the floors. Up a ladder to the top floor of the barn where tools are usually kept there is a bedroom set up with a table an everything.

"This is so nice. Thank you ever so much Mrs Hellsing," I gush.

"Oh it's not problem. In the morning we'll leave food outside around seven to give you your privacy. Noon for lunch and eight for dinner. There is a market down the road to the left and a pond to the right. The entire Shire is a beautiful place to walk around and everyone here is friendly. Now I'll be on my way and leave you too," Mrs Hellsing elaborates kindly and winks before leaving us alone and flustered.

"Cheeky women ain't she?" I giggle.

"But very right, come here." Thranduil grabs my shoulders and drags me forward in a heated kiss.

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Living with the hobbits was an interesting experience. They were all so kind and very different from any species Thranduil and I have seen in Middle Earth. But the most interesting one was Natalie Hellsing. She seemed very mature and wise for her age.

A friendship grew rapidly between the small hobbit child and Thranduil. He was intrigued by her and loved all the hobbit customs.

But alas we had to return to the kingdom and go back to ruling.

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"Goodbye friends. As thank have this," I offer and push a bag of coins into Mr Hellsings hands.

"Oh no it's not necessary," Mr Hellsing protests.

"Take it please. I insist. Send a raven if you ever need anything from us. Farewell" I wave and climb atop Bahir.

"Watch out for yourself little one. Grow up big and strong and remember you always have a home in Greenwood," Thranduil informs Natalie, gives her a green jewel necklace, and climbs on Dun.

"Goodbye!" the Hellsings yell as we fly off.

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Life became somewhat normal after that. Thranduil and I settled into a routine and things we nice. I loved every second I spent with him and I learned how to be a good, kind, and fair queen.

We had a treaty with the dwarves of Erebor and all was good.

Years later we were blessed with a child. A son my little leaf, Legolas.

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"Here is your son my lady." The midwife carefully hands over my son all wrapped in a blanket. He isn't crying only staring with his big blue eyes up at me.

"Silvia! Watch out!" Legolas shouts at a human girl. She has freckles and wild crazy blonde curls. Silvia whips around just in time to face an orc plunging a sword into her chest. Her pupils dilate and she opens her mouth to scream but dies before the sound can come out. Legolas buckles over in pain and let's out an agonized yelp. Before falling unconscious.

I gasp and start crying. My poor baby's soulmate is going to die. The midwife leaves the room and soon Thranduil enters. He rushes to my side and brushes aside hair off my sweaty forehead.

"He's so precious," he marvels.

"Yes yes he is," I whisper. "My little leaf."

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Legolas was eight years old when the forest began getting sick. But I was still determined to take my daily walk, I just did it with a sword.

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The forest is still gorgeous I could never see it as ugly. Some sun gently creeps through the canopy and onto my face. I step slowly and cautiously to avoid the thorns growing out the the ground where clovers used to be.

It is quiet and peaceful.

Out of nowhere I hear hissing and spitting. I swivel around pulling sword out and standing on guard.

"Who's there?!?!" I demand. "Show yourself!"

"She elf says show ourselves we show ourselves!" Then I'm tackled to the ground by a huge spider.

"GET OFF!" I struggle and try to stab up with t he sword but it's knocked from my hand. A sharp sting resonates through my body centering at my thigh. My nerves feel as if they are on fire. "HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!"

"MY QUEEN!" I hear someone exclaim and then nothing.

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My head is banging and my ears ringing when I wake up. Thranduil is clutching my hand and Legolas is burrowed into my side.

"W-hat happened?" I cough.

"A guard carried you in he said you were attacked by a huge spider," Thranduil answers and runs a hand through my hair.

"Is momma gonna be okay?" Legolas gurgles looking up at me.

"Yes I'm gonna be fine momma just got a little banged up," I reassure patting his already very long ice blonde hair, that he got from his father.

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I thought I was gonna be fine infact I was sure I was. But three days later I collapsed in pain and was put on bed rest. Thranduil was in Erebor with the dwarves when it happened. He insisted I did not come.

He came back a day later in an awful mood and it got even worse when he saw me getting sick.