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( 𖤓 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𖤓 ) the woodland realm !
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NELLADRIE WAS PULLED along by the elven guards who were currently leading her towards the group of now captured dwarves. Once they were near the others, they came to a stop. She glanced over at Thorin and the other dwarves before her eyes trailed over the forest floor. There were dead spiders scattered around, as the elves had finished them all off.
"Search them," Legolas ordered the guards. Just as an elf moved to search Nelladrie, he spoke again, "Not her." His blue eyes trailed over her for a split second before meeting her gaze. "She is no threat." Not a threat? She didn't like that he was underestimating her, but in this situation—it might've been a good thing that he did.
The elves began to frisk the dwarves and take every last one of their weapons. Legolas was searching through Gloin's overcoat, and he pulled out a set of photos.
"Hey! Give it back! That's private!" Gloin shouted at the blonde elf. Though, he was blatantly ignored.
"Who is this?" Legolas questioned as he gazed down at the photos, "Your brother?"
Gloin snapped, "That is my wife." Legolas's eyes trailed over towards the other picture.
"And what is this horrid creature? A goblin-mutant?" Nelladrie watched their entire exchange, thinking to herself how rude this elf was being by insulting Gloin's family. Obviously she knew of the long-standing hatred the elves and the dwarves had against each other—but she never really experienced it. Not like this.
