-your POV-

I stood still, waiting for the king to start talking again.
"I summoned you here because I want to discuss why you came back to middle-earth." I frown and tilt my head.

"I have been here since the day of dragons, my lord. I do not know what you are talking about." The king chuckled and called out to one of the guards.

"Bring her a dress." The guard nodded and went away.
"I do not need a dress, my king. I'm fine using these clothes" I protested but the king just smiled.

"Here's her dress, your majesty." The guard said as he came inside again. The king nodded and I took the gown in my arms and made my way to my room after thanking the king.

Here's the dress:

And a crown:

I made my way out of my room and was met with Legolas. He stared at me for a long time before offering his arm.

"You are beautiful, Angela" he breathed as we were in the opening of the room where the feast was held.
"Indeed" a voice came from beside us. We both turned around and saw king Thranduil. I smiled and bowed my head as thanks.

"You're not so bad yourself," I said. Legolas and his father were about to answer when I heard my name getting called.

"I'm sorry, my lords, but I must make my way. I will be back I think." I bow the last time before making my way to Bilbo who was standing a little longer down.

"You called?" I said as I reached him.
"Yes, I am going to free the others. Wanna join?" he said. I shook my head.
"No, I am sorry, but you will have to do that on your own. We'll meet at Erebor." Bilbo nodded and went away.

I turned back to the feast room. When I came inside, I was pulled in a hug. The familiar smell of Tauriel filled my nostrils as I chuckled and hugged her back.

"Hey, Tauriel. Something wrong?" I ask as we break apart. She just shook her head and dragged me to the place where the king and Legolas were standing.

After walking away, she sent me a wink. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention to the two royals.

"Welcome back," Thranduil said as a smile played across his lips. I bowed and smiled back.

"I have a request for you my lady," Thranduil said as a sly smile spread across his lips once again. I turned my head to him and said.
"Yes?"

He and his son shared a look before returning to me.
"How about you sing for us?" As he said this, my eyes widen.

"Uh- if that's your request, my Lord. I will..." I stutter as my cheeks flush red with embarrassment.

Legolas chuckled and nudged me in my side with his shoulder. A guard then came with a mic and gave it to me.

I went to the podium and started.

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-Thranduil and Legolas Pov-

Thranduil: Woah, she's better than I thought I dragon would. She has the beauty I have not seen on any elleth in my kingdom. She's surely special. Wait, am I already found of her? I met just met her! I can't already start to fall for her. Well, seems like my son is fond of her.

Legolas: she had indeed a beautiful voice. She seems so different from the others elleth, and indeed different from Tauriel.

-your POV-

I ended the song and got a lot of clapping. I bowed and smiled, then I went down again. I had the feeling that my friends were in danger so I went to the king and Legolas.

"My lords, I am sorry but I have to go. Hopefully, we'll meet again some time." And with that, I made my way to Erebor.

A/n: your magic does that you can shift from clothes to clothes so now you have your travel outfit.

When I got down to where my companions were, I saw orcs trying to attack them. I growled and fire started erupting from my body. I beheaded any orc that got near me and brunt the others.

-Legolas's POV-

I and Tauriel were killing orcs that tried to attack our prisoners. I then felt the warmth of flames and turned around. There I saw Angela. It seemed like her body was in flames. She burnt every orc that tried to come near her and her companions.

When the orcs were dead, stopped the fire and she went back to normal. Father would be surprised to hear about this and angry that the prisoners got away.

A/n: I'm gonna skip to where they talk to that orc filth about why his pack was hunting the dwarfs.
-A/n POV-

"Such is the nature of evil. Out there in the vast ignorance of the world, it festers and spreads. A shadow that grows in the dark. A sleepless malice as black as the oncoming wall of night. So it ever was. So will it always be. In time all foul things come forth." Thranduil says as he walks around the orc.

"You were tracking a company of thirteen dwarves. Why?" Legolas asks as they continue to press his sword against the orc's neck.
"Not thirteen, not anymore." The orcs say as he looks at Tauriel.

"The young one, the blackhead archer, and the pretty girl. we stuck them with a Morgul shaft. The poison's in their blood, they'll be choking on it soon." Before they can speak anything more, a voice comes into their minds.

"They orc filth is lying my friends. At least about me, I have to power to heal such wounds. But I'm sorry about Killi. I will be healing him soon as we get to a lake town. Come and look for us there. Oh, and tell the orc that I am looking forward to seeing his master burn" with those words, the voice in their minds disappeared.

The orc hadn't heard it and started to slightly tremble but continued.

"The Dwarf runt will never be King!" The orc spat.
"King? There is no King under the mountain, nor will there ever be. None would dare to enter Erebor Whilst the dragon lives." Legolas scoffed.

" You know nothing. Your world will burn." The orc hissed again. Suddenly, a scream filled the halls. A scream filled with agony. Both the king and the prince whipped their head to see where the sound comes from, only to find out it came from the orc, who now was burning.

"What the?!" Legolas said as the orc had stopped burning. His father was just as surprised as him. Thranduil leaned over to see what could have burned the orc so badly. His lips tugged into a smile when he saw the source of the flames.

"Dragon fire. Our friend, Angela sat the orc on fire from the inside." He said as he straitened his posture.
"Dragon fire? You mean that Angela is a dragon?" Legolas asked. His father nodded.

"She's a lot stronger than we realize. If they ever come inside the walls of Erebor, Smaug doesn't stand a chance." He said as a smirk formed on his lips. His son smiled too.

"Indeed she is." He said.

A/n: I am going to skip to the part when they are getting the weapons from Bard. Sorry if I'm skipping so much, I just don't like those parts, or I don't remember them.

I was sitting with the children to Bard and was telling stories about my home and stuff.

"So you're saying that you come from a place with lots of dragons?" Sigrid asked and I nodded my head.

"Yes, my dear," I said and sent them a warm smile.
"Will you slay the dragon?" The youngest of them asked.
"I do not know. He has given dragons a bad reputation, I will like to end that. But I will see if he is worth killing. But for now, my dears, take rest." I says.
A/n: that's all, have fun reading 📖
-Saph