Thranduil goes to Verena's house, but she doesn't seem to be there. Even the house looked empty, he knocked on the door for ten minutes, but no one came out.
It went on for almost a week, Verena's house was empty, no one was there. Thranduil became gloomy and more withdrawn.
"My Prince, why are you daydreaming?" An auburn-haired elf came up to him
Thranduil gasped "nothing, just thinking of something" He replied
Come with me, Lord Feren will teach us a new way of swords
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The day had just been postponed sword lessons due to heavy rain. Thranduil looked out his bedroom window. The rain had stopped and the leaves were drenched, Thranduil could smell the rain-soaked grass.
"If only Verena was here, it would be fun to play with her on a rainy day like this"
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Bored and tired, Thranduil fell asleep. But in the middle of his sleep, he heard someone with a familiar voice calling him. Suddenly he felt someone throw a pillow at his face
"Thranduil wake up!"
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Tales of the Heart
Fanfictionlove story and the beginning of everything. Thranduil, and his nameless wife, but remain in his heart forever. the reason he decided to go to war against the dwarves.
