Imagine looking and acting a lot like Thranduil’s wife and when you are captured alongside the Company, he is taken aback because of the similarities between you and his wife, the elves who captured you also being taken aback.
Part One
Thranduil x (Human) Reader (ish)
Word Count: 1,500 (ish)
Author Note: Here I go bending the canon until it breaks, but let us pretend there was a bit of a journey between Beorn’s home and Mirkwood. Mixture of book and movie canon.
You had decided to join the dwarves ten minutes after they had departed from your meager, little town.
You had run after them, screaming for the only dwarf whose name you had managed to learn. One of the younger ones you gathered, and one who didn’t look much like a dwarf at all.
They had halted at the end of the road, all eyes fixed on the strange human chasing after them while simultaneously trying to strap a large bag to her back.
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