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Let me show you how perfect you are.

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Summary: reader gets criticized for her kind(human) and her physical structure(being skinny or chubby, choose whatever you want) by the noldo elves that live in Himring, even though she is their lord's spouse.

Warnings: none, fluff at the end

Pairing: Maedhros x human female reader

In the dim light of dawn, a gentle breeze whispered through the stone corridors of the fortress, rousing the Lady from her slumber. As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the intricate stained glass, casting colorful patterns across her room, she stretched beneath the soft linens of her bed, awakening to the responsibilities that awaited her. she is not merely a woman after all, but the lady of Himring.

With a sigh of resolution, she rose and adorned herself in a flowing gown of deep emerald. As she brushed her hair, she caught a glimpse of herself in the ornate mirror—a blend of human softness and determination, a heart that loved fiercely yet bore the weight of disapproval from those around her.

The duties of the day began, and as she moved through the great hall, she could feel the watchful eyes of the elven folks upon her. The air was thick with an unspoken tension, each glance laden with judgment. They were beings of ethereal beauty, with features sculpted like fine art, and their scrutiny pierced her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. she could feel their whispers flowing like a hidden stream—murmurs about her human physique, her vulnerability, and the perceived inadequacy of her presence beside their noble lord.

Despite the passage of time since her union with Maedhros, she was still the outsider, the flawed human among the immortally graceful elves. She often caught snippets of conversation as the elves exchanged glances, their lips curling in disdain as they regarded her physique, her stature, and the very essence of her humanity as beneath them. The weight of their scorn settled heavily upon her shoulders.

Yet, she pushed the discomfort aside, embracing her role with determination. She took care of the fortress and did her duties perfectly and without complains. The laughter and camaraderie of the court rang in her ears, blending with the haunting melodies of the lutes, but it felt like music from a world apart—a reminder of her inherent isolation.

As the day unfolded, Maedhros remained unaware of the quiet torment she endured. The way he loved her, with warmth in his eyes and a kindness that ignited a joyful flame in her heart, was a light against the darkness of her surroundings. She longed to share her struggles with him, to seek his comfort, yet a sense of duty held her silent. She feared his concern, the way a storm could dim the bright skies of their union. Instead, she wore her smile like armor, concealing her heartache beneath the layers of silk and dignity.

With every task she undertook, she fought against the whispers, against the sting of their critical gazes. She arranged flowers, their vibrant colors contrasting with the somber shades of stone, attempting to breathe life into the walls that felt so cold and unwelcoming. She engaged with the servants, her laughter genuine, but even that was met with the skepticism of the elven nobles, their expressions veiled with polite contempt.

As she paused to gaze out of the fortress window at the vast forest beyond, its depths teeming with life and mystery, a single thought anchored her heart: she would prove her worth. she may have been human, but she was resilient—a spark of fire in the midst of a chill. She would nurture her home, uphold her duties, and earn her place in the hearts of the elves, not through flaws that they labeled her with, but through her unwavering spirit and steadfast love for the lord who had chosen her.

And so, as the sun set in the sky, she took a deep breath, only to gasp when suddenly a hand sneaked around her middle and held her waist firmly, pulling her to rest her back on his chest. she lifted her head to look at her beloved husband. Maedhros gazed down at her, his lips held a warm smile. "why are you here alone and in the cold?, do you wish to get ill?, your skin feels cold", he questioned her as his left hand stroked her cheek, not liking how she doesn't take care of herself.

"I was merely taking a breath, to ease my mind. I did not intend to stay for a while". she answered truthfully for she just wanted to be away from the noises. slowly, she turned herself to meet him and wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him and resting her head on his chest. she hummed softly as his hand caressed her head. "what troubles you my bright start, hmm?. every day you shine and light my life yet lately your brightness seems to slowly varnish". concern filled his tone as his hand lifted her head to look at him. the brightness in her eyes were not there. "please, tell me. I want to help as you always help me"

At first, she hesitated but she wanted to get it all out of her chest. her head leaned on his hand and closed her eyes. "ever since our union, my days have become brighter, more joyous. I thought.... I thought this will continue but your-...". opening her eyes, she looked up at him. she reminded herself that she has to tell him or she will forever be stuck in this loop. "your people seem to not like the idea of a human being with you or idea that I'm the lady of Himring.... I can feel their eyes on me everywhere I go, judging me, whispering and looking down on me". remembering their words made her furious. Maedhros stayed silent, listening to everything she wanted to say. "they have the audacity to come to me and tell me about my weight, telling me to gain/lose weight and should take care of my body so I can be more elegant, more elf like!".

She didn't realize that she was crying until his thumb wiped her tearing. Maedhros leaned down to plant a kiss on her head. "my sweet, sweet, bright star. I should have known, I should have done something. I'm terribly sorry for making you endure this alone. I give you my word that from now on, no one will ever dare to judge you or throw harmful words at you". although his words were soft, it pained him how he did not notice her pain. his endless duties locked him in his office. his right arm wrapped around her waist while his other one under her knees. he chuckled at the cute sound she made when he lifted her in his arms. he started walking, heading to their shared chamber, only one thing in his mind and it's to show her how she is perfect in his eyes.

A warm smile formed on her lips, loving how their bodies were so close. only for her smile to fade when she noticed one of Maedhros's court lords approaching them. she buried her face in her husband's neck, not wanting to face the one who always criticized her. Maedhros halted. he immediately knew that this one hurt his dear wife with his harsh words because this elf is very known for his harsh words. "greetings my lord, I was searching for you. I need to discuss something with you now". Maedhros didn't like how he didn't greet his wife and how he demanded his presence even though Maedhros looked very clearly occupied. "we shall discuss it later. as you see I have a VERY important matter to do. now if you will excuse me". "but my lord-...". Maedhros didn't let him finish as he darted away, promising himself to deal with him later.

As Maedhros reached their shared chamber, she finally pulled her face away from his neck. the familiar scent from her candles made her body relax. Maedhros placed her on their bed. he only pulled away to remove his cloak and then returned to lay on top of her, carefully not to put all his weight on her. warmth spread all over her face, when has it been since they shared an intimate moment together?. she can't recall because it has been a while. Maedhros kissed her forehead then her eyes then cheeks and lastly, her lips. the kiss was slowly and soft, taking his time to show her how he loves her tenderly. after a few minutes, he pulled away, looking at her with a warm smile, loving how her face has become red. his left hand started roaming down her body with a gentle touch. not forceable nor strong, only gentleness."let me show you, how perfect you are, my bright start". whispering his words softly in her ears. the brightness in her eyes returned and with it his soul. he promised himself to punish everyone who dared to harm her but that's for later. right now he will focus on her only, probably for the whole night.

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Carless Hunter

Summary: going on a hunting trip despite everyone warning, Celegorm discovers why this forest is dangerous.

Note: a little bit of violence is mentioned.

Main Character: Celegorm

In a realm infused with magic and danger, an elf hunter ventured into the heart of a foreboding forest, a place shunned by his kin. Their voices echoed in his mind, urging caution, but the hunter, ever the stubborn spirit, brushed aside their warnings. He believed the tales of terror were mere superstition. With pride swelling in his chest, he embarked on a hunting trip that would soon unravel his hubris.

The forest, draped in shadows and cloaked in mystery, welcomed him with an eerie silence, interrupted only by the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of creatures unseen. With skill and determination, the elf set traps, laid out his gear, and soon, his efforts yielded success—game caught and gathered. Triumph surged through him, fueling his belief that his siblings were overreacting, their fears nothing more than whispers in the wind.

As twilight embraced the forest, the moon ascended to its throne in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the woodland. Encasing his campsite in an otherworldly light, it seemed almost ethereal. Yet, it was amidst this peace that a chill wove its way into the air, somehow Celegorm liked this quietness, although this silent was disturbed by a haunting sound of wolves howling, a sinister symphony that stirred a primal fear deep within him. Dismissing it with a wave of his hand, Celegorm scoffed at the notion of danger, his pride blinding him to the lurking threat.

But in a heartbeat, that bravado shattered. Three massive gray wolves emerged from the underbrush, their eyes gleaming like shards of obsidian under the moonlight, each step heavy with menace. Stunned by their enormous size—far beyond the ordinary—Celegorm barely had time to react. Instinct kicked in; he drew his bow and nocked an arrow, but the wolves were quicker. With a primal roar, they lunged, and chaos erupted.

He fought valiantly, arrows flying into the night, but the sheer ferocity of the beasts overwhelmed him. One wolf seized his shoulder in a bone-crushing grip, sharp teeth piercing flesh, as pain radiated through him like wildfire. He fell to the forest floor as the world spun around him, blood pooling wickedly in the grass, his life essence mingling with the earth beneath. The shadows of the trees seemed to stretch, clawing towards him as he lay helpless, surrounded by the predatory trio.

In that moment of despair, surrendering to the thought that he would draw his last breath in this forsaken place, a sound split the night—another howl, deeper and more resonant than before. The three wolves, momentarily distracted, turned their fearsome gazes toward the source of the sound. There, atop a rocky outcrop, stood a colossal black wolf, its silhouette framed by the moon. Its gaze burned with an intensity that demanded respect, a formidable predator that emanated ancient power and fierce anger.

The black wolf leapt into action, launching itself at the gray wolves with a speed that defied its size. The forest erupted into a cacophony of growls, snarls, and the savage clash of fangs and claws. As the brutal battle unfolded, Celegorm vision began to blur. He could feel consciousness slipping away, the world dimming around him.

In those final moments, the last image etched into his fading mind was that of the three gray wolves retreating, their cowardice unveiled as they fled from the might of the great black wolf. And then, silence enveloped him, the shadows closing in, along with the chilling question lingering in the air: would this magnificent creature turn upon him next?

With a final sigh, he succumbed to the darkness, unaware of what fate awaited him in the depths of the forest he had so recklessly dared to confront.

The flickering flames of the hearth cast dancing shadows across the cluttered room, illuminating shelves laden with vials and bottles of every conceivable hue. The air hung heavy with the scent of herbs and strange, pungent concoctions. A small bedroll, nestled beside the crackling fireplace, was where Celegorm awoke. His head throbbed, a dull ache that echoed the memory of the wolves attack. The forest, once a familiar haven, now seemed a distant nightmare. He was stripped to the waist, a bandage secured tightly around his injured shoulder, a testament to the unseen hand that had tended to him. With a groan, he attempted to sit up, but a firm hand pressed him back onto the bedroll. He looked up, meeting the gaze of a woman, her face etched with a coldness that seemed to emanate from the very heart of the forest itself. Her eyes, sharp and piercing. They were the eyes of a creature of the wild, untamed and unyielding, although what caught his eyes the most was her jet black hair.

"you should rest more", she told him as she tried to push him to lay down. Celegorm was quite stunned because of her strength.

"Where am I?, how did I come here?, the wolves?!". he demanded answers, only to whence when a sharp pain hit his shoulder.

"your shoulder has not recovered yet so lay down and let me help you, little elf". calmly, she told him. the nickname she gave him made Celegorm raise an eyebrow, thinking why is this human woman calling him little. when her hand reached his injured shoulder, immediately, he caught it, holding it firmly.

"little elf, I'm trying to change your bandage","stop calling me little!, how can I trust you?". Celegorm did not like her touching him. "well I did bring you to my house and healed your injured shoulder". again, she told him calmly, then she turned her head looking at something....sniffing?. "and I'm about to feed you from my food also, so a thank you would be nice". she turned to look at him again, her eyes still held coldness which quite bothered him.

"there you go, now let me bring you something to eat". after changing his bandage, she stood and left the main room, which gave Celegorm more time to process everything. the last thing he remembered was that black wolf gazing down at him with its cold eyes, until he lost his consciousness. now he is here?, with this strange women... how did she get him to her house or even find him.... many questions wander his head but he choose to dismiss it and focus on leaving this place and this forsaken forest.

wincing in pain as he tried to stand, he grabbed his shirt, wearing it, grabbing his stuff which was beside him, he found his way out of the cottage. as he reached outside, he found that the cottage was surrounded by the forest. the trees were so tall that they covered the whole view. breathing heavily, Celegorm tried to look for his horse when suddenly he heard wolves howls which made his body shiver as he remembered what happened to him. "you shouldn't have come here, did your kin not warn you about this forest or you are just a carless hunter?". as Celegorm turned, he found her leaning on her cottage door, crossing her arms, this time a smirk was on her lips. "they did, but I did not listen, unfortunately". he looked at her, curiously.

"still, how does a defenceless woman like you live here?, this does not make sense". her answer to him was a sweet giggle. "don't you remember, little elf?". "remember what? and stop calling me little elf, I have a name, it's Celegorm". she confused him a lot."well met, Celegorm, I am called*.....*". "come, let us eat first then I'll answer your questions". she didn't wait for him to answer as she stepped inside her cottage and left the door open. after a while of thinking, Celegorm decided it's the best to return inside, last incident almost cost him his life and it's night now.

after finishing eating dinner, they sat in the same room he woke up in. a cup of tea was in her hands as she settled down on a cushion. it seems she does not like chairs as she does not have any that he can notice. "well, answering your previous questions, you are in my own cottage, I brought you here, the wolves fled... anything else?". as she finished, she sipped for her cup of tea, waiting for his next questions. "how did you find me?, the black wolf was right above me, probably trying to make me his next meal". he questioned and she locked her eyes with his this time, they looked very familiar. "I assure you, I was not thinking of eating you, sweet elf". calmly, she answered and sipped her tea. Celegorm on the other hand was far from calm, his heart beat got faster and she could hear it very clearly.

"w-what are you?". his hand tried to reach for his dagger, she noticed and laughed at him, shaking her head. "I saved you, brought you to my house, healed you and yet you are scared of me?". "you are a servant of Sauron!". he held his dagger now in front of him. "DO NOT MENTION HIS NAME!". furiously, she yelled at him, her eyes now glowing. slowly, she sighed and returned to her seat. "apologize for my outburst but please, do not mention his name again, and no I do not serve him.... never". her gaze returned to normal, looking at him calmly. Celegorm tried to calm himself, trying to believe her. she saved his life, did she not?, perhaps she is telling the truth, he did not sense any lies. "you won't hold me from leaving this forest?". "no, no. don't worry, once you the next morning arrive, you can leave...also, your horse is outside". this time he calmed down and lowered his dagger, although he put it closer to him.

Celegorm being the lover of nature and everything in it, his eyes were filled with curiosity, wondering what is the feeling of being a turning into a wolf, of being with nature. she sensed his excitement and chuckled. "just for you to know, I'm not a werewolf". "what?, but you can change into a wolf?". this made her laugh more at him, her kin is still hidden from the outside world. "true but I'm a complete different being, my kin are called skin changers, some of them can change to other animals. we are on the good side".... oh those new information made Celegorm look at her with wonder. "if you are good as you say, why did those wolves attack me?". "those wolves were from another clan and you were trespassing on their territory, they attacked you and injured you only to plant fear in you so you would leave and never return. we don't kill, only if necessary".

she gestured for him to drink his tea before it gets colder and he did. "you were fighting them, unwilling to yield, that's why they attacked you violently, trying to kill you. I saw the fight and came to rescue you". she smiled as she said her last sentence, gone the coldness that was in her eyes previously. "still, I don't understand why you saved me, it's true I was trespassing, so why?". "because I knew you were just a careless hunter, I followed you since the moment you stepped foot on this forest". Celegorm did not know what to say now, at least he is safe now. tomorrow he will leave and never return. "I truly thank you for saving my life, I'm forever at your debt. if you ever need help, come to my land, Himlad and I shall do as you require". Celegorm vowed truthfully, promising to return her favor. she gave him her sweet smile, nodding to him, understanding.

the next morning arrived and as she promised, she led him outside the forest. he turned his horse to look at her for the last time. on the hill, she stood in her mighty wolf form, gazing down at him, ensuring he was leaving the forest, safely. Celegorm bowed his head to her, she did the same and turned to leave... on his way back to his land, he could not stop thinking about her. perhaps....... perhaps he would return again, even if it would cost him another attack.

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⊹𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 ๋ ࣭

Summary: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴀʀᴅᴀ, ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴀɢᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴀ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴅᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ.

Warning: ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ, ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴀᴘᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪʙᴇᴅ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ.

Note: ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴊ.ʀ.ʀ ᴛᴏʟᴋɪᴇɴ.

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Darkness was everywhere. slowly he walked, trying to see where he was. but then again, how can he walk?, his tired body from the constant torture made his body limb, but he walked and walked...... was he dreaming?, well not that he can know the difference between reality and dreams anymore. 

In the far distance, his eyes caught a flashing red light, it moved so fast. strange, he thought. when he moved his feet, somehow he reached that place quickly and now he is standing in front of what could be a battlefield. unidentified dead bodies were scattered everywhere, the sight was horrible. his eyes caught the same red light again, although this time the light slowly faded, revealing a person standing in the middle of the battlefield. he cannot even see this person clearly, only seeing a long crimson hair and blood covering their body.

Suddenly, the being turned and saw him, their face was blurred. and that was the last thing he saw before he woke up gasping for air. strange dream indeed, or perhaps it was a vision?, he prayed that it was just a dream.

Slowly, he pushed himself to sit. it is quite difficult more than ever, his body couldn't handle it anymore. his back is now resting against the cell wall. tears threatened to fall from his eyes but he held them. what's the point from crying, nothing can change, but still..... it is too much to handle. humiliation, torture and now rape. it pained him that they are creating a weapon... no, a child!, from his blood. his child.... Thuringwethil has not visited his cell for a while now. The last time he saw her was when she informed him of her pregnancy. she must have given birth for a while now.

His ears caught a sound, it sounded like a child giggling. was he imagining now?. apparently he was not, because Thuringwethil entered his cell, a small bundle in her arms. his eyes caught a small hand out of the bundle and playing with Thuringwethil hair. he can feel his heart beat faster, hurting him. he did not think she would come and show him his child. she knelt beside him, to make him look at the childs face. when he saw the baby's face, he choked, wanted to cry. the baby looked so much like him with red hair, only darker and silver eyes. she looked beautiful, his baby girl looked beautiful.

Lifting his hand, trying to reach her only for Thuringwethil to pull her away from his reach. "I only came here to show you what we made together, well despite Sauron's refusal...". She gently stroked her daughter's cheek, making her giggle. "it's probably the last time you see her since my lord Sauron will begin training her later when she starts walking, and...... he has no use for you now". she spoke while still looking at her daughter fondly. he could be mistaken but he felt a slight sadness in her voice. perhaps he is wrong.

"p-please.... I wish to hold her, only once, I beg of you...". he manged to speak, even speaking was difficult in his condition. his child, his dear child will be a beast when she grows if Sauron trains her later. he wanted to hold her before she would be taken from him forever. Thuringwethil somehow agreed which stunned him but immediately tried to hold his tired arms up. she put her in his arms gently. this time he let his tears fall, he couldn't hold them any longer. despite what happened and what Thuringwethil did to him, he couldn't hate the child. she looked beautiful in his arms. those little giggles and her hands reaching up for him made him smile warmly. he remember back in Valinor how he wanted to create a family of his own and have many children, he dreams crashed after what happened, and then his father's death. he longed for this feeling, a child in his arms, his own child.

"what did you name her?". he asked Thuringwethil but without lifting his head from his child, trying to fill his memories with her innocent face. "Narwante", she answered. a strange feeling filled Thuringwethil as she gazed at the scene in front of her. she never felt like this before."a beautiful name indeed, you have chosen well". Nelyafinwë praised her for her choice. she looked at him with confusion, he spoke with her normally, as if she didn't hurt him before...."it is time, give her to me". she felt more strange when she saw Nelyafinwë cling to his daughter, giving her few kisses and whispering few words near her little ear.

With difficulty, he handed her back to her mother but refused to tear his eyes from her.  Thuringwethil stood and turned to leave, only for the baby girl to start crying. Thuringwethil immediately left the cell quickly, not wanting to be there any longer. she never expected this to happen. she decided to walk outside for a bit to calm her daughter that was still crying. after a few minutes Narwante started to calm down. before she returns inside, Thuringwethil was stopped by a flashing light, she quickly covered herself with her wings. "Thuringwethil?". a deep voice is what she heard, she can recognize it everywhere. immediately, her wings return behind her. she saw him in front of her, a portal behind him closed slowly. "why are you here?". she asked him with anger in her voice."hmm is this how you greet your old friend, Thuringwethil?". he chuckled at her.

"I see you have been busy, dear friend, what a beautiful child you have". he was actually stunned that his friend has a child now.

"what do you want, Vlad?". her old friend has not visited her for years and now showing suddenly was quite confusing for her. didn't he say he had a new family?, before he left and never returned.

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Narwante: Fiery Red (narwa) Female (e).

[elffics]

⊹𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒕 ๋ ࣭

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ɪɴ ᴀʀᴅᴀ, ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴀɢᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ ʙᴜᴛ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ. ᴀʟꜱᴏ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴀ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴀʀᴅᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ, ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ɢʀᴀᴘᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪʙᴇᴅ, ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1

pain, that's all what this fëa felt. day after day, month after month, slowly his emotions reduced to nothing but pain. when would this torture would end, he wondered. was this punishment not enough for him?, why is Namo not taking his fëa?, was his hröa not punished enough?. so many thoughts filled his mind as he rutted in his dungeon.

while he was occupied with his thoughts, a figure entered his cell. the elda didn't notice until the figure kicked him in his rib cage causing him to cough violently. "you useless thing, didn't you hear me calling your name?", the figure said with frustration.

the elda finally looked up and his eyes widened with fear. what he saw in front of him was none other than Thuringwethil, Sauron's messager. "not only useless but stupid as well, I don't understand why my lord Sauron is keeping you", the vampire voice was filled with anger and frustration. the elda didn't understand why since it's her first time interacting with him... slowly he tried to sit. his body is weak and filled with injuries so it was quite hard. he looked up to her, waiting for the next... a sigh left her mouth, cursing under her breath. "my lord Sauron has given me an order. although I hate the idea but I can't go against him".

Confusion was written on his face, what this has to do with him. the vampire knelt down in front of him. "I feel like I will enjoy this though". the smirk on her lips scared him." w.. what?.. ", he managed to gather his strength and asked her... her grin widened, showing her sharp teeth."you and me, my dear elda, will make a fine child together".panic and fear was all what Nelyafinwë felt before she lungs at him.

(fortress of Angband).

Sauron walked to his master's halls with pride and wide grin on his face, as if he just made something new and now he wants to share it with his master.

as he reached his master's throne, Orcs bowed with fear and began moving away from him. Sauron knelt to his master and greeted him."you entered my halls with a great grin upon your face, my dear lieutenant". Morgoth slightly leaned on his throne."tell me, did you perhaps brought great news for me?, or perhaps you caught another finwëan for me?". Morgoth gazed at him lieutenant with excitement since he knows his servant only smile like this when he has something new for him.

"better, my lord", Sauron stood and answered his lord."really?, what is it then?", Morgoth chuckled excitedly..."Nelyafinwë, I have an excellent idea and a good use for him. well only a part of him if I must say", the maia explained to his master. "go on, continue", Morgoth waited for him to continue, with much interest now.

"Fëanàro's son have showed his strength when he attacked us with his army. he is quite valiant and his fëa burns", he stayed silent for a moment waiting to see his master approval and he did."with my messager and great Vampire Thuringwethil, I intend to create a creature with a great strength and power".

A great roar of laughter was heard all over the halls, it even made Sauron shiver slightly. "you intend to make thing with half blood of an elda. you do realize that the blood of an elda is pure and won't mix with a tarnished blood, I have tried it before and it didn't work, what worked with them was torture only". Morgoth gazed upon his lieutenant with frustration. he thought his servant is a genius, apparently he is not much.

A mischievous giggle was heard. Sauron can recognize this voice and he quite despise this person. "forgive him my lord, he only but lost his touch to creativity", The lord of the Balrogs explained with a wide grin on his face. Sauron wanted to hit his face and erase his smile so hard. "he is not brilliant".

"look who is speaking",Sauron sneered which angered Gothmog, "you little demon!". "THAT'S ENOUGH", Morgoth yelled at them which made them shrink and lower their heads. "will you two ever stop arguing?!,.... Sauron, explain your plan more because I know you won't give me foolish ideas".

"you are correct in that my lord. I know it didn't work before because.....", he hesitated at first but eventually continued,"because your ways were violent, not that I hate it but it made the elda you used die immediately. you see my lord my idea is to make Thuringwethil mate or bond as the elda call it, so she could bear his child". Sauron explained and he saw his master nodding and thinking about it he continued, "the creature would have their blood both, an elda and a vampire. I have already taught Thuringwethil sorcery which will add another thing the creature would have. once Thuringwethil birth it, I will add my mark on it to control it. if my plan succeed, we can create more of it".

Souron's eyes were shining brightly as he thought how this creature would benefit him greatly, only for his thoughts to be interrupted by Morgoth voice,"IF your plan would succeed then you can come to me and tell me, other than that don't come and give me fauls promises", Morgoth warned his Lieutenant and dismissed him. Gothmog mocking grin annoyed him. Sauron bowed to his master and then left, promising his plan would work no matter what.

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⊹𝑳𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒇

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʀɪᴘ, ᴍᴀᴇᴅʜʀᴏꜱ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇɴ ��ʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙʏ ᴍᴏʀɢᴏᴛʜ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪʀᴇ.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍᴀᴇᴅʜʀᴏꜱ x ᴏᴄ

The elf rode gracefully through the dense forest on his steed, the leaves whispering their secrets as he passed by. The moonlight filtered through the canopy. Maedhros took this trip alone just to clear his mind from the dark thoughts.

As he listened to the soothing sounds of nature around him, a sudden piercing scream shattered the tranquility. It was an ugly scream that did not sound like for an elf or human, sending shivers down his spine.

Curiosity piqued, the elf urged his horse forward towards the source of the commotion. As he drew closer, the sound of swords clashing filled the air, the metallic clang echoing through the trees.

Guiding his horse through the trees, Maedhros emerged into a clearing to find a figure covered with dark armor and a cloak, slicing through the Orc bodies with their long sword. what stunned Maedhros was that the mysterious figure used not only their Sword but also their hand that seems to have long nails.

he stayed hidden behind the trees, his gaze never left the cloaked figure. as an experienced warrior himself, he can tell that this person is a skilled fighter but also their moves were unnatural, they were fast, very fast and deadly. there is no way that's even an elf.

Maedhros did not know what to feel about this person. they were killing the Orcs that makes them not with the dark side but still, they were different...

Fire surrounded the figure as they sliced and killed more Orcs, the fire prevented The orcs from escaping. it was like the figure enjoyed this very much, making the Orcs suffer, making them bleed heavily before they die. it looks like the figure was just playing with them, not caring much.

When the figure finished them all, their head turned to the place where Maedhros was hiding. he immediately hid himself behind a tree. his body moved quietly but quickly, reaching his horse, although before his hand reached his horse, a sudden force slammed his body against the floor, pinning him down, which only confirmed Maedhros suspicious that this figure in not an elf.

Maedhros's eyes met with striking golden eyes. those eyes he can recognize anywhere, the same beautiful golden eyes that he saw back then in Angband dungeons.

his body slowly calmed, a grin formed on his lips as he observed the beautiful female face. "we meet again, although this meeting is better than the last one", he said to her.

"hello little elf", her voice came like a whisper but deep, a little smirk appeared upon her lips making her sharp teeth appear, as she was still pinning him down. slowly she stood and helped him up. the fact that she calls him little elf yet he is taller than her is quite hilarious.

"I am quite relieved to know that you are alive and well, dear friend". he said to her, observing her figure. she looked well. the last time he saw her was before he was hanging in that cliff by Sauron.

"glad to see you alive as well, little elf". her eyes tracked every scar on his face then went to his right arm. his right hand was missing.

"well, almost". they were silent for a few seconds then both began laughing at eachother. "still the same you". "so what a powerful vampire like you doing in such a place, killing Orcs?".

"I was traveling, not really knowing where to go but it seems wherever I go there are Orcs everywhere. those ugly things keep spawning everywhere". a deep sigh left her mouth, she hated them a lot. "I found that they had a bounty for me, they want me". her eyes returned to look at Maedhros's face."Sauron wants me".

Maedhros felt his body shiver as she mentioned that name. that name gave him nightmares. "come with me, stay in my land, you have helped me before when we were trapped together in Angband". he stepped closer to her as he spoke.

she smiled and shook her head. "I'm a vampire, little elf. people don't trust me, people fear me. while it warms my cold heart that you care for me, I cannot accept your offer".

he sighed then smiled, he knows she is quite stubborn and won't accept easily. "then how about we camp together now since it's night and share our stories together?". "well, this seems a good idea, yes let us make a camp. the forest is safe since I got rid of the danger", she said. Maedhros laughed and nodded, "yes, you did well, although you seemed like just playing with them. come, I know a good spot to make our camp".

as Maedhros led her to that place, they spoke a few times before they arrived there.

[elffics]

⊹𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎๋ ࣭

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴀʟᴜᴄᴀʀᴅ ɪꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴇꜱɪᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴꜱ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ʜᴜʀᴛꜰᴜʟ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇꜱ.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴀʟᴜᴄᴀʀᴅ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

After the last events, Alucard did not believe he would end in a relationship but somehow he did, and a healer witch nonetheless!.

they met a month after Alucard, sypha and Trever defeated the grim reaper. the village was already established.

The healer witch, came to the village looking for a sanctuary. obviously they were suspicious of her but after some time she became one of them, and a certain yellow eyed vampire had his eyes on her. they became friends, and later, lovers.

at first, everything was slow between them. they both cared for eachother. she treated him gently while he protected her as her man. they did share few kisses and sweet touches but no more. every time the woman thought they would finally do it, Alucard would stop at the last moment or sometimes he doesn't even try to make love to her.

She thought the issue was in her but after some time, Sypha explained everything to her. at first she was shocked but after thinking, she is determined to try and heal him. isn't that what lovers do?, support eachother?.

He was sitting alone in the forest, near a lake. his ear twitched as he heard a soft footsteps further away. his body relaxed when her arms wrapped around him from behind. her lips pressed on his cheek for a gentle kiss. "hello, sweetheart", he whispered.

"hello love", she answered, giggling. her giggles turned to laughter when his arms caught her waist and pulled her into his lap, planting kisses all over her face. "I have missed you, sweetheart". he whispered. she was absent for a week outside the village.

her hand stroked his cheek, smiling softly. "the source of dark magic was centered in the middle of the forest so it took me some time to heal the forest land", she explained to him. her eyes went to his lips, craving to kiss it. her hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him for a kiss.

one of his hands held her head while the other held her waist. their soft slow kiss turned into a wild one, thirsty for eachother. when her hands began to unbutton his shirt, he immediately stopped her. she noticed his eyes turned empty as if he wasn't with her and somewhere else.

Immediately her hand cupped his cheeks and made him look at her eyes. "my sweet Adrian, I'm not like them, I would never hurt you". his eyes softened. "I know", he whispered. "I just....". he was not certain what he should say. "oh sweet love", she whispered, copying his soft tone. her hands brought his head to her chest, hugging him tightly while caressing his hair. he wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face in her chest, inhaling her scent. he could not believe how he became so attached to her yet could not share a bed with her, still afraid of what happened.

unknown to the healer witch, Alucard mind drifted back to the terrible memory. he closed his eyes but when he opened them again, he was back in his bedroom, laying in his bed while the twins were gazing at him. a wide grin was on their faces. his body shivered when he noticed he was tied just like last time. what made him scared more, his sword was not around. "oh sweet Alucard is scared", Sumi giggled." don't worry, we will take care of you", Taka whispered to his ear.

"no no please no". his body pulled aggressively against his restraints. he even tried to summon his sword but he could not feel it. he shivered wildly when their hands started touching him. "no!, get your hands off me!".

a golden light suddenly appeared, tearing the twins away from him. the light slowly made everything fade. a gasp left his mouth when he opened his eyes again, noticing that he was still in the forest and in his lover's arms. lifting his head, he looked at her, stunned of what he witnessed. her eyes were glowing with golden light, her hands were holding his head and they were also glowing with golden light. "I told you, I'm not like them", she said, smiling widely. "I will always protect you, my sweet Adrian".

tears filled his eyes. he returned to her embrace again, holding her tightly, weeping in her arms. "I will always protect you", she whispered, promising him. she vowed that she will heal her lover no matter what it took.

[elffics]

⊹𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆๋ ࣭

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏꜱᴀʟ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴍʙᴏʀ, ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴇʀᴇɢɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ.

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏʟᴋɪᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ?, ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴍʙᴏʀ x ᴏᴄ

1 / ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2

A week has passed since the wedding. the easterling woman kept herself locked in her chamber, afraid of meeting any of her people that are still in Eregion and her husband.

The poor lady thought that her room walls would keep her safe from the outside world, but would it truly?. you see, she was locked in the easterlings land for centuries. A normal human when locked for a quite long time would lose their mind, but imagine being immortal and locked for centuries!.

the first people who discovered her immortality were her parents, they wanted to keep her safe just like any parents would do and entrusted their people to do the same for her, although after her parents passed, the easterlings kept her locked, keeping her as a treasure. it seems after years, they found a good use of her for their benefit.

you would think that, why did they not marry her to an easterling?, well simply because they believed if a mortal touched her, she would lose her immortality,(or that's what her mother spread to them so they won't touch her daughter). also they made sure they had a strong grip on her, making her believe that they are the only ones who truly cared for her. of course it was quite easy for them because she was locked most of her life.

Now back to her. the lady was sitting in an armchair next to the fireplace, entertaining herself with a book she found on a shelf while exploring her chamber. it seems her husband's taste in books was not quite as bad as she thought. distracted in her book to the point of not noticing that someone entered the chamber. a cough made her jump in her place as she finally looked at what seems to be two elf maids.

✦ Maid 1: apologies for interrupting your time my lady, lord Celebrimbor has asked for your presence.

✦ Maid 2: we are her to help you getting prepared to meet him, my lady.

The lady stared at them not knowing what to say, why did he want to meet her?, why now?, was he annoyed because she did not show herself after the wedding at all?. panic filled her but she quickly calmed herself not wanting to ruin her image to her husband's people. a simple nod from her made the maids quickly do their job.

After preparing their lady, one of them led her to the meeting place which is the palace garden. as they headed to the garden, before they reached it, a deep voice stopped them. that voice sent shivers down her body, she would recognize it everywhere, for it's none other than the easterlings cheif.

✦ E/C: my lady, we finally met after a while, I have wanted to speak with you but I couldn't reach you.

His words were normal to the elf maid but to her, she knew he wanted to know what she did after the wedding. she nodded to the maid and told her that she will go to meet her husband after speaking with her people cheif. the maid nodded and left.

After making sure they were alone, the easterlings cheif stepped closer to her. his voice cold as her told her to tell him everything.

✦E/C: speak.

✦: after leading me to his chamber, he left and spent his night in his forge.

✦E/C: he did not touch you?.

the poor woman flinched from his sudden loud voice. her feet dragged her backward until she hit a wall. he took his chance and cornered her, grabbing her neck and squeezing it slightly.

✦ E/C: it has been a week and he never touched you?!, you should have tried to seduce him, making him take you!

✦: even if I did, he won't touch me, he is an elf, elves don't do it with anyone but their fated on- nghh.

on her last word, his hand started squeezing her neck hard as a warning.

✦ E/C: I do not care, do something, seduce him, make him take you, you have to complete this marriage so we can control him through you. we need this alliance so our people, YOUR people can survive. he is the only elf who is willing to help us.

after finishing his words, he let her go. immediately after letting her, she fell on the floor breathing heavily, holding her neck. he looked down at her, staring at her neck. she flinched away from him when he crouched in front of her. his hand brushed her hair behind her ear, his face too close to hers.

✦ E/C: if not for your immortality and this stupid alliance, I would have made you mine.... oh I have always desired you, my pretty lady. perhaps in another life, I could have you.

After finishing his words, he planted a kiss on her cheek, not bothered by her disgust.

✦ E/C: now go for your husband, smile, touch him, seduce him, do anything to make him love you.

He finally left her. the poor thing stayed seated on the ground, shivering violently. tears already leaving her eyes, her hand wiping her cheek where his kissed her, aggressively. she felt disgusted, hurt, weak. for how long life would torture her?. she hugged herself and stayed seated on the ground not wanting to move. she did not even care about meeting her husband.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

He made himself move quicker. cursing himself mentally for forgetting his wife. he requested for a meeting with his wife yet he was distracted in his forge, crafting new jewelry.

as he reached the palace garden, his eyes wandered around it, looking for his human wife. confusion was written on his features. did she not wait for him because he was late or perhaps she did not even come to meet him. a deep sigh left his throat as he dragged his feet back. he wanted to get to know her better since they will spend their life together.

as he walked inside, his sharp elf ears caught a sound, someone was crying. he slowly followed the voice until he reached the place. his eyes went wide, stunned that he found his wife weeping on the floor. immediately he rushed for her.

✦ Celebrimbor: my lady!, are you alright? what made you in this condition?.

she obviously did not expect him to look for her or even find her. still hurt from her encounter with the easterlings cheif, she refused to look at him and only continued crying. this only confused Celebrimbor more. who or what made his wife in this condition?.

his arms slowly sneaked around her, bringing her to his embrace, trying to comfort her. at first she tried to push him away but he kept his arms tightly wrapped around her, his hand stroking her hair, assuring her that he is here for her.

Slowly melting in his embrace, her arms clung to him, to his comfort. she can't even remember the last time someone hugged her like this.... after what seems a while, the woman calmed down, her tears stopped. after he felt her calmed, he whispered to her softly.

✦ Celebrimbor: I do not know what made you in this way but I assure you that I'm here for you my lady, and as your husband, I will punish who had hurt you.

✦: you don't have too my lord, I was merely sad because my people will leave me now and return to my home.

Celebrimbor can sense that she was lying but he did not ask why. he nodded to her, showing that he understood her...

a gasp left his wife's mouth as he lifted her in his arms. her hands immediately held his neck, afraid from falling.

✦: my lord, you don't have to-

✦ Celebrimbor: no, you are unwell and not in good condition, I shall carry you to our chamber where you can rest.

he carried her all the way to their shared chamber. A few people met them on the way, some stunned from their lord caring for his human wife, some smiled at them. he finally reached their chamber and sat her on the couch next to the fireplace. he knelt in front of her, his hand holding hers. his gaze looked on her.

✦ Celebrimbor: do your wish to speak of what happened?.

✦: I..... no, my lord.

he nodded understanding. perhaps it would take a while until they get comfortable with each other. as he stood and about to leave, only for her to cling to his hand. his gaze returned to her.

✦: please,..... stay with me tonight.

Stunned at her request but he stayed nevertheless. making himself comfortable in his armchair in front of her. perhaps taking a rest tonight won't hurt, he already spent too much time in his forge.

✦ Celebrimbor: I shall spend the night with you my lady.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

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[elffics]

⊹𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆๋ ࣭

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ, ᴀʟᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏꜱᴀʟ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴍʙᴏʀ, ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴇʀᴇɢɪᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ.

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏʟᴋɪᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ʟᴀᴅʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʜᴜʀᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ?, ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ.

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ: ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀɪᴍʙᴏʀ x ᴏᴄ

During the Second Age, a historic opportunity for peace arose between the reclusive Elves of Eregion and the Easterlings, a fierce and distant people. Mired in a bitter history of conflict and animosity, the chance to bridge the divide between them seemed almost unattainable.

Yet, amidst the whispers of diplomacy and the clamor of war drums, one brave soul dared to defy convention and embrace the possibility of unity. Celebrimbor, the esteemed lord of Eregion and renowned craftsman, saw in the Easterlings a glimmer of hope for a brighter future. And when the proposal of an arranged marriage between himself and the most treasured woman of the Easterling tribe was put forth, he accepted, determined to pave the way for understanding and cooperation.

Little did Celebrimbor know that the mysterious lady in question was none other than an immortal human, kept hidden from the world by her people for centuries. The Easterlings saw her as a priceless asset for their peace. And as she was reluctantly thrust into the intricate web of political intrigue and ancient traditions, she found herself torn between duty and desire, between the expectations of her people and the stirring of her own heart.

The wedding was held in Eregion, specifically in Celebrimbor palace. they danced for the first time as a husband and wife. all eyes were on them, some were admiring, while some were judging. as they danced, Celebrimbor noticed her empty expression.

✦ Celebrimbor: you seem to be distressed my lady, do I make you uncomfortable?.

The woman did not lift her face, she stared at anything else except his face.

✦: no my lord, you do not.

her words seemed empty.

✦ Celebrimbor: well then, would you please look at me?.

she can feel her people's eyes on her, she has to act good. her eyes are now locked with his for the first time since they met.

✦ Celebrimbor: you are unhappy with this marriage, I can see that in your eyes.

✦ : no my lord, I'm happy, you are a fine lord and it's an honor to be your bride.

He can tell that her words were forced and not genuine. he chuckles softly at her words.

✦ Celebrimbor: did they tell you to say this?.

she did not answer this time and lowered her gaze again. a deep sigh left his throat. he ended the dance and led her back to their seats.

Time skip

as is known, the husband must take his wife to their shared chamber and seal their reunion forever. the woman prepared herself mentally for this. as they entered their now shared chamber, Celebrimbor showed her everything in the chamber, after that, he excused himself saying that he will spend the night in his forge.

The woman left standing in the middle of the room, not knowing what just happened or what to do now. did he perhaps don't want to share a bed with her?. many dark thoughts roamed inside her brain, that even if she is immortal he don't desire her because she is a human and he is an elf.

✦: no, he is an elf, elves don't bond and marry with anyone, they only marry once and to their true love, not this.

she held her head in her hands, trying to stop her nervousness.

✦: I'm safe here, they won't hurt me, they can't reach me. I'm safe.

tears threatened to leave her eyes but she quickly wiped them. her eyes then noticed a balcony door was slightly opened. her feet dragged her there then sat down in front of it, eyes fixed on the moon. her breath calming slowly.

✦: maybe this is for the best, he won't desire me since I'm not an elf and I get to be away from my people. I will lock myself here if I have too.

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๋⊹𝑺𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏 𝑵𝒖𝒂𝒅𝒂 ๋ ࣭

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱɴᴇᴀᴋ ᴏɴ ɴᴜᴀᴅᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ.

ᴀ/ɴ: ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢꜱ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʙᴇᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ...

In the P.B.R.D organization library, Nuada sat upon an armchair beside a crackling fireplace.

lost in the captivity of the book in his hands, his golden eyes fixed upon the pages. unaware of the passage of time.

He remained immersed in his book that he failed to notice someone entered the library.

As soon as he heard soft steps and little giggles, his eyes immediately went up searching for the source.

Nuada: who goes there?.

Once the person stepped in his view, his eyes softened when it turns out the person is his beloved wife.

Her: that book must be so good that it made you completely unaware of me approaching you, as you always do.

Nuada with his sensitive elf ears would always caught her sneaking up on him, although this time he failed, which made his wife pleased.

Nuada's eyes brightened as he smiled warmly upon seeing her. He promptly lowered the book he was reading and stood from the armchair. Closing the distance between them, he gently took her hand and placed a tender kiss upon it.

Nuada: My dear, you certainly surprised me.

*chuckles*, you are pleased by that, are you?

A mischievous smile formed upon her face, truly satisfied with her action.

Her: very pleased, I finally managed to successfully sneak on you, my beloved.

As her arms wrapped gently around his waist, Nuada embraced her in return, his long fingers tenderly cupping the back of her head and drawing her closer to him.

Nuada: I must say, you have grown quite adept at sneaking up on me.

as he said that, he buried his face in her neck, planting soft kiss on her skin.

Nuada: how about returning to our private chamber so I can give you all the love and attention you want, hmm?.

Her: that sounds quite pleasing.