Chapter 10: The Elf king and barrel riding

So sorry hit a road block for this story. I am also posting a new story called "Bunnies adventures in grooming" which is part of a new series. Enjoy.

And with that they both departed each wishing the other good luck.

Slipping through halls of wood and stone with torches making only his shadow known Loki quietly made his way to the throne room of the Elven King.

The throne room was magnificent with branches entwining to make beautiful arches as walls , the throne was amazing as well with deep carvings of leaves and vines with pearls and emeralds with silver encrusted as swirls creating a shine when the moon hit it just right released a glow not of this world.

Loki noticed a blonde figure in silver green robes with a crown of red leaves and red wood branches. The male who was the king was leaning over Thorin as they were talking about but it appeared the conversation was over seeing an angry Thorin being dragged away and the Elven King producing a superior look as he jutted out his chin and looked down on the dwarf saying "I can wait I have time".

Hiding behind a wooden pillar Loki watched the king whirl around and started to climb the stairs to his throne but stopped. Without turning around the king spoke, "I know your there so come out let me know who you are." At the last word left his lips the elven king turned half of his body to face where he knew the stranger was hiding with boredom.

Loki placed one leather clad high-heeled boot then another emerging from his hiding place. Thranduil's eyes widened as he started from the bottom of the tips of those leather diamond shaped boots with small pearls encrusted at the top, following long sinful snow like skin made possible by the slit in the Floor length black dress with white vines in graceful whirls as designs. At the tip of those vines were small pearls and peridots leading up to long fingered hands decorated with black coloring and white flowers. The dress cut off at the shoulders that drew attention to the pearl and peridots necklace leading up to a swan-like neck, full supple lips, high cheek bones then the dangling earrings made of pearls and peridots, Long eye lashes shading eyes as green as emeralds and long curled black hair.

All in all Thranduil has never seen a being as gorgeous as this if his face showing his awestruck was anything to go by. "Now is that any way to treat a guest" said the male in a husky but also whimsical voice. It took Thranduil a moment before he replied, "I do not make it a habit of being polite to those who intrude in my halls but perhaps I van make an exception for one such as you pray tell what is your name?"

"I am Loki. I am female and male, the race that I belong to is undecided yet but I have a feeling that it will soon be decided I am also a mother to four children and quite efficient in magic. Now what about you milord." At this Thranduil puffed himself up a bit in order to impress Loki. "I am Thranduil king of the Elves, father of one and still grieving widower. Why are you here Loki what do you seek?"

"What I seek is but THREE things that I dare not tell until the time is right but what I can tell you is this. You have my heartfelt sorrows I also am a grieving widow who has lost not one but two companions who I loved with all my heart and soul. It aches but I have pushed through for my family."

Loki looked up as if he heard an unknown voice calling to him that only he could hear. That action caused Thranduil to focus on Loki's neck before being consumed with the thought of marking that milky white throat with his mouth. Thranduil was called back from his musings by the cries of his guards yelling that the prisoners have escaped. Thranduil turned to face Loki only to find that he has disappeared into thin air.

"Well done master Baggins" said Thorin and the dwarves made off in barrels with a hobbit. The elves sounded the alarm causing the gate that was their ticket out of here. Thorin grabbed at the gate in a futile attempt at trying to force them to open. Suddenly a pack of Orcs being lead by Bolg, appeared it was elves verses Orcs! Arrows were flying, swords and clubs clanged and smashed against each other.

Finally Kili was able to pull the lever to release the gate allowing the dwarves to escape but not without taking a poisonous arrow to the leg. The orcs quickly left to chase after the dwarves. Nobody noticed Loki who was blending in with the trees who took off to follow the dwarves down the ragging river.

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