"Were are you taking me?"you ask Thanduil as he pulls you through the halls.

"You shall see in time, now come on and stop asking questions," Thranduil says. You huff and continue to allow him to drag you around.

"Thranduil, how much longer is this going to take?" You ask. He rolls his eyes and continues to tug you along.

"No more questions." You huff once again. Thranduil has a glint in his eye that you can't place. You try to figure out what it is, but you can't. It's so strange; almost a lustful glint with adoration and determination mixed in.

Finally, he stops tugging you along, and he puts his hands over your eyes. Suddenly, you are hit with the aroma of flowers.

"Walk straight," Thranduil commands.  He guides you through what seems like a maze. Finally, he removes his hands from your eyes.

You are in the middle of what looks like a clearing in a garden. In the direct centre, there's a tall fountain that shoots water from the mouth of an elleth; this elleth looks very familiar to you.

All around, there are beautiful flowers in pastel colours. You spin around, taking in the aesthetic view of it all as a grin spreads across your face.

Thranduil picks a pink rose and lifts it to his nose, taking in the scent. He smiles as he watches you look at everything in awe.

"I assume you like it. I mean, you're making me dizzy watching you spin around in circles," Thranduil says. You stop spinning and turn to him, still smiling.

"It's lovely, Thranduil. Very aesthetic," you say, moving to stand by his side. He hands the pink rose to you and smiles slightly.

"It was made for the loveliest elleth in all of Middle Earth," Thranduil says, looking into your eyes. You blush a little.

"You know all those so called 'meetings' I've been attending as of late?" Thranduil asks. You nod.

"Well, I was actually overseeing the work on this garden. It's a maze. There are a few dead- ends, and they have fountains and a bench. But even if you go to a dead end, all paths lead to this centre," he explains.

"So, when you told me that you were overseeing the agreement to an accord with the dwarves, you weren't actually doing that, were you?" You ask. He hangs his head.

"No, I wasn't," he says, lifting his head to meet your eyes. You laugh lightly, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Only you would do that," you say. Thranduil chuckles.

"Only I would do this for someone I love most dearly," Thranduil says, looking deeply into your eyes. Your heart thumps loudly in your chest.

"I love you too, Thranduil,"you say. Both of you are so close, your lips are practically touching. Slowly, your lips touch and fireworks go off in your mind. Tingles erupt in your skin. The fires of love burn in your veins.

Then, you pull away.

"If you want more of that, you have to catch me first," you say, running back through the maze. Thranduil sighs.

"What am I going to do with her?"he asks himself, thinking naughtily of your punishment when he finds you.