Hobbit Elf King Thranduil Novels & Stories

he exclaimed with widened eyes in shock. “Impossible!” Dawey immediately said, but his heart thumped wildly inside his chest because of fear. “His Highness won’t…” he pressed his lips into a thin line. There is nothing impossible, he knows this for he has witnessed Filur coming ‘back’ to life again when Filur occupied Khander’s body. So, Loheiruhcel, as well as Tinum, being defeated by the newborn fairy is not impossible, especially that the Elf Community has now become the newborn fairy’s territory, which made it able to suppress their powers.

"It's you. You're the daughter of Queen Leinwand, your mother is very beautiful, just so you know.. You're carrying the blood of King Theorond and Queen Leinwand.." "Well, you're not a full blooded Dryad, you're a half of an Elf also. King Theorond is an elven.." "That's very imposible you know.." "I won't force you.." he responded. "Go ahead, tell me a lie. Just make sure I don't find out the truth, or I won't be able to look at you the same way again." "Believe.. what you want to believe." "How can I? How?"

he said sarcastically. "You are welcome," Rumi said without taking her eyes off Cando. "You knew Sarah?" Cando asked with wide eyes. "Grew up with her," Gwen said with a shrug. "And I realized what a beautiful liar she was, so back to my question, who is Aelfric?" "The king of the elves and dwarfs." Kando responded. "We are his creation. His masterpieces. We became like him, though not in the magic aspect." he added a second later.

(King Helberd Nirewin the 14th ) Amongst that country leader of the U.A.K, King Helberd Nirewin The 14th is the oldest ones of them, as he was a fairly known Wood Elves, and the leader of Kingdom of Nirewin, the home of Wood Elves and Half-Elves. Although he looks just like a guy in his 30’s the guy is 300 years old. But to many that thought an elves would be prideful and arrogant, him to me, is quite polite and extremely trusting towards me and Aeternum. So naturally he would be the one’s that speaks to me about the small Kingdoms desires of expanding their economy.

"You're saying she's what?" I couldn't believe that her past was coming back to haunt her. Hell, her past had caught up to her and now she was missing and all I can do was sit around and wait? the hell? "I'm saying she's been taken by the elves to take her place as the queen to the king of elves, Elegast Ingalfur himself. I have insider sources within the kingdom." Magnus's witch lover, Gerold, explained as he gets up and started pacing while he vomit all information and I patiently let him have the floor until I learned the real intention of the said King Elegast.

Funichio insists. “So, you follow King Ailduin’s rule?” I ask, again trying to gain some control of this conversation. “Yes.” Fanella says. She hasn’t stopped eyeing Eli like he’s a feast and she’s starving. “I thought King Ailduin was over the elves.” Eli says, frowning. “Oh, he’s over all the fae - dwarves, fairies, the good kind; faeries, the bad kind; pixies.” “Goblins, elves, leprechauns…”

All eyes were on him, showing different kinds of expression, but all had been overwhelmed with those who had smiles on their faces. Arth’s eyes traveled ahead towards the huge, elegant seat at the end of the runway. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw the other three rulers ahead, waiting for him. One of them was the Emperor of Drava, the only imperial country among the other three regions. Then there was the Dwarven King of Stormir, standing tall and proud despite having only half of the Emperor’s height. And of course, there in the middle was the ruler above the three rulers, the High King of Galadhor.

Amazing… The High Throne of the Tree of Life… The maester thought. Ahead of them was the Elven King. He was wearing a golden robe and his crown was made of crystalized circular branch with leaves. The King was sitting in a throne which looked like a golden tree. Maester Kael kneeled before the King. “You finally came.” The Elven King said. “It is my pleasure, King Furion.” The maester replied. “What do you think of my palace and the people?” “This place is a true beauty, your grace.” The maester paused for a moment.

“Is this real? It’s just so perfect.” Haldir inched to Mory’s back then slid his arms around her waist. Pulling her round ass back to meet his thighs, Haldir covered her arms with his big leather covered hands. Pressing his nose into her warm knit hat, Haldir rubbed his lips against the soft merino wool threads as he searched for the comforting smell of a home he only dreamed of. “Very much real. I told you I knew a short cut, didn’t I?”

Don't tell him that Hahaha me and my sister mind talking " You mean, about the marriage thing, right?" I ask (bored look) "You knew?! How?" Father shooked. "Uhmmm...someone whisp (yawn)" I replied "Huh?" Father is still an idiot hahaha "What she meant father is... the wisp" wendia explained in a whisper. "Now what? (bored look) " I ask, "Oh I forgot girls, this is my old friend king thranduel and his eldest son prince Belegurth of Varie kingdom" my father.