A Corrupting Darkness

Chapter 2

"And who are you?" that words immediately makes everyone in the room gasp, but not Thranduil who is now walking slowly and elegantly towards the bed. "Oh? You do not know who I am? But at least I supposed you must know that I am the one who saved you in the forest?" Thranduil is actually shocked too, knowing that the elleth he just saved in his rightful territory did not even know who he is. The elleth consuming the fact that the blonde ellon in front of her is her savior, the elleth instantly sit and bows her head, flinching once again the elleth does not seem care and she just feels ashamed of herself not being aware of her savior's voice at the first place. "Oh I-I am so sorry, my Lord. I did not mean to be rude, I am just trying to conceive everything that has happened. I am so terribly sorry, hîr nin. And I am so thankful for what you have done. I owe you my life, my Lord." "Well yes, you should be feel like that, you were just being so indecent towards your savior, the King of this realm!" spat the waist long brown hair elleth, Orodion, standing near the door, he is so not into the fact that she does not know who the tall gorgeous blonde crowned ellon in front of her is. This, of course, makes the elleth feel more ashamed and stupid that she just wants to storm out of the room despite her condition, not only she speaks to her savior so rudely but also to the King of this realm! THE KING!

"Now now Orodion, do not yell at her like that, at least now she knows is she not? Well, now my Lady, who are you might be? How come can you be in my forest and got injured by an Orc? And the fact that you do not know who I am in the first place also tells that you're not my people." asked Thranduil with his particular cold stare and a raised eyebrow,(yas that perfect eyebrow) the room instantly becomes so cold as if the winter suddenly came, even now Mairwen distance herself from the elleth and let her King speak more closely to the elleth. "Once again I am so sorry for being so rude, aran nin. A-and m-my my name is Ithiliel, I am also no Lady so please just address me by my name. It umm it is a long story of how I can end up injured in your territory, my King. I never intended to intrude on your realm at all. A-and yes I am not one of your people, I live pretty far from here my King." Says the elleth whose name is Ithiliel, head still down, quivering but with her unique addictive soft voice. Hearing Ithiliel's plead Orodion irritated heart instantly melted, he realized now how mesmerizing this elleth is, he cannot help but to stare with such admiration. Her unique voice also clicked something in Thranduil's heart, he even thinks that he might take her as his gems or something so that anyone will never touch her, but now he must probe this Ithiliel identity more so he has to stay in his place as a wise demanding king. "Well, we all here have the time and the full right to know how you can end up in my forest and everything else about your identity." Always with such a cold tone, Thranduil demands this Ithiliel to explain more, but on the other side, Ithiliel is gulping her nerves down and tried once or maybe twice to bring herself to look at the King in his eyes. But who would be able to hold such a demanding, intimidating, cold stare?

"W-well I live in an outer house of a small village in Limlight, everyone in my village hardly knows about the outer situation, we are so isolated my Lord. My house was run out of firewood at that time, and there are no good firewood supplies near our village, some woods are still too wet and too young. So I decided to search for some in the forest up to the north and I did not know that the forest was a part of Mirkwood, I did not know the exact border of Mirkwood. Then I rode my horse to the forest and collecting some good branches for firewood, then I felt it, there was someone watching me. Before I could spin myself in search of something unusual an Orc appeared and tried to attack me, all I can do was to throw the branches that I have been collected and tried to reach my horse, but my horse has flown out of fear. I decided to run deeper into the forest, the orc got me after a good time of chasing by swinging its sword through my right side, I fell to the ground and I could not do anything but to cry and gave in, losing all hope that I have. But praise Ilûvatar, I heard something sounds like a horn, with that the Orc immediately left me and retreat himself to I do not know where. I tried to seek for help in spite of turning to my village direction, I move north until I cannot hold the pain anymore, I collapsed against the nearest tree until you came and saved me, my Lord." Ithiliel told them the whole story how can she ended up injured like that with a quivering voice and watering eyes, she is still in shock indeed. Ithiliel could see the sympathy look on every single elf in the room, she even could see a bit in Thranduil's eyes.

"Well then, you still need to explain more of yourself, I cannot let someone invaded my land without any notice even if you did not intend to. You shall rest for now, so we can take up later." With that Thranduil leaves the healer room with no further information. Even Ithiliel got no chance to mention more either apologize or grateful words to Thranduil. The tension in the room slowly decreases along with Thranduil retirement, Ithiliel still feels so ashamed and embarrassed with herself, full of guilt too. Mairwen and Adriel stood there frozen totheir feet, for the first time after centuries their King told someone to get proper rest. Orodion also cannot believe what he has just heard from his King's mouth, even when Orodion was at his worst condition, all Thranduil said was to go to healer room and come back as soon as possible. He then with furrowed eyebrows one last time glance towards Ithiliel who is still having her head down, and then he leaves the room as well to reach and follow his King.

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Aran nin: My King
Hîr nin: My Lord
Híril nin: My Lady
Ellon: He-elf
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Finally! Her name is Ithiliel, everybody! In case you're wondering how Ithiliel looks like just think she looks like Gal Gadot but with bright amber eyes, or you could just picture yourself as Ithiliel but with long black hair and bright amber eyes. Then for Orodion, he will look like Aaron Tylor-Johnson with no beard and long straight hair. Meanwhile, for the rest made-up characters, I will let your imagination run wild! Hehe. Anyway, I know this chapter is still crappy but I tried my best! If you have any critics or anything for me and this story just feel free to comment! I love you all! <3

Márienna, mellon nin!
Farewell, my friend!