Heart of Mirkwood

The light streamed through the windows of the new Queen and King's chambers causing Ayla to wake up, yawning and stretching the elf rolled over onto her stomach only to be greeted with the sight of her husband who seemed to be still sleeping. Lazily smiling Ayla propped herself up on her elbows and watched him, studying the way his chest gently rose and fell with each breath he took and the slight twitches of his face as he dreamed, she wondered if it was a good one. Minutes passed by silently, the sunlight creating a peaceful aura within the room. Biting her lip Ayla hesitantly brought up her hand to lightly brush Thranduil's blonde strands away from his face.

"Well, well, well, if it isn’t ____. It’s been a long time."

"I’m not afraid. I can do this!"

"There’s no stoppin’ me once I’ve made a decision!"

"The great warrior condemns the offence, not the offender."

"I now grant my humble power to you. Use it wisely."

"There's nothing I hate more than a crybaby!"

"If there is anything I can do to assist you in your endeavors, I’m at your service."

"Leap before you think!"

"It is here the real story begins."

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. So just take it step by step."

"And here I was just getting used to my new job."

"Don't be shy! There's nothing like getting a present from a hot babe!"

"Um, did you shrink since we met last?”

"I must slay those wretched demons now, before it is too late!"

"Look, the moon! The moon! The moon came out!"

"I apologize for not contacting you sooner during the long years."

"The flowing brush is like music from the heavens."

"It is resolve that determines the true value of your life."

"Gaining experience in a single skill is admirable. But you must never lose the drive for self-improvement."

"Isn’t it good to try and help others?"

~I feel like this is Ayla every time a drunk!Thranduil goes to make a speech of some sort at a party. She’s just like “Sadly enough that’s my drunken idiot but I still love him.”~