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Unádith was an Elven maiden who lived in Mirkwood. Her family line was of noble status, so naturally, she was close friends with the Elvenking Thranduil.

One evening, she was in her bedchambers getting ready to go to bed. She sat down at her vanity and started combing her long hair.

She turned when the door opened. It was one of the palace-maids. The young elleth blushed.

"M'lady?"

Unádith sighed. "Yes?"

"The King wishes to see you,"

Unádith was slightly surprised. "Now? I have to change-"

The maid cut her off. "He says to come immediately,"

Unádith looked down at her nightgown. She thought it very improper to see the king in this attire.

"Very well," she said reluctantly.

Unádith stood up and stepped into the large hallway, the maid led her through the corridor until they came to a wide, mahogany, double-door.

The maid curtsied then hurried away. Unádith knocked on the door. There was no sound coming from inside. Feeling her face heat up, she pushed the door open.

She walked into the dark room and shut the door behind her. She stood there, by the door, uncertain of what to do. After a few moments she went over to the two glass doors leading out to the balcony.

She stared out into the night. The door opened, letting in a crack of light, she started in surprise. Thranduil stepped towards her and chuckled.

"Did I frighten you?" He asked softly.

She looked at him. "N-no,"

He smirked and walked closer to her, Unádith backed into the wall. He came closer so she was pressed against him.

He put his hands on the wall either side of her. He nuzzled her neck then kissed her. She shivered.

He pulled away slightly so he could look into her eyes. "Are you scared?"

She made the smallest of movements in shaking her head.

"Then why are you trembling?" He whispered.

"I'm not-"

Thranduil cut her off with a kiss. Unádith ran her hands through his hair. He pulled away and looked at her.

"Unádith," he said in barely a whisper.

"Yes?" She breathed back.

"I love you,"

She responded with a kiss, Thranduil wrapped her arms around her. He then picked her up bridal style and carried her over to his bed.

He set her down then laid down beside her. He held her in his arms, before she fell asleep he heard her mutter the phrase, "I love you,"