#sries

It takes you a few days, but you finally get to your destination: the Elven Kingdom of Mirkwood. You knew it wasn’t a good idea to come here; your father practically forbade it. He didn’t get along with the elvenking, that much was obvious, but that didn’t mean you didn’t.

You and Dis had to travel through Mirkwood and the king himself met up with you both and whatever other dwarves there were. He was kind. Very unlike what your father had wrote about. He seemed kinder. As if he lost something great and he had learned from it. You know from your cousins that his son had left because of his attitude towards anyone other than his kin and you felt that that made him to be kinder than he was.

Spotting King Thranduil at the elve gates, you dismount from your pony.

“I was not expecting dwarven emissaries or rather an emissary,” Thranduil states, helping you remove your pack from your pony.

“I am sorry. This was the only place I could think of where my father wouldn’t find me,” you mumble, but you know he hears you because he gives you a small smile.

“Come. Dinner is waiting for us,” he says and you follow him. He doesn’t offer you his arm because he knows you find it annoying because of the height difference so he didn’t dare offer his hand to you.

“Now why is it that you have run away from your home?” Thranduil asks.

“Because I don’t matter. Not to my father anyway. I am sure he hasn’t noticed my absence.”

“And why come here?”

“Because the Iron Hills is the first place he would look. Never would he expect to find me here,” you say.

“Well, you are always welcomed in my home.”

-

A few weeks later, Thranduil finds himself with a letter from the dwarf king himself. As expected, he was looking for his daughter. Now he had to think about what he was going to do. Either return y/n to her family or possibly cause a war by keeping her hidden. Both of which he did not want to do.

A knock on his study door interrupts his thoughts.

“Enter,” he calls and Feren walks in looking troubled.

“Dwarven emissaries are asking for shelter my lord.”

“Which ones?”

“The two princes, my lord.”

Thranduil sighs.

“Allow them in. Y/n needs to have a long talk with them.”

Feren nods and leaves the room. Thranduil stands. He had a feeling that he was going to be needed as well.

-

“Y/n!” you hear and you turn around to find your cousins running down the hall.

You smile at them. You knew that of all people, they would be the ones most likely to find you.

“Fili. Kili. It’s so nice to see you after so long,” you say, pulling them both into a hug.

“We wanted to come sooner, as soon as you left, but we couldn’t until Uncle was gone. Why did you do this? Uncle is in a frenzy looking for you,” Fili states, bringing you down to sit on a bench.

“The only time he’s come to care for me it seems,” you respond.

“You ran away because of that?”

“Thranduil treats me better than my father ever had and we’re not even in the same race. He stops his meetings for me. He appreciates the crafts that I make. He appreciates me like a father would a daughter! Something that I have never gotten from my father!”

“Is that what you really think?” you hear and it’s the one voice you never wanted to hear again.

A/n: Do the fact that I have six series that need to be finished, I decided to just make this a three shot. Maybe when I’m done with three of my other series, I will create a new one, but I do not have time for that right now.

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