Type: Thranduil x Y/n
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You walk along the wooden pathways of Mirkwood. The paths are familiar to you s you have lived in the city your entire life. The only difference was, now you walked as a queen.
You step onto the pedestal where your husband's throne is. You frown. You walked in on a meeting.
Thranduil raises his hand to silence the councilmen. He looks at them. "We are adjourned."
The other elves leave you with your husband.
"Thranduil, I'm so-"
He stops you by giving you a soft kiss. "No my darling. You may interrupt me anytime you wish."
He pulls you in for a hug. "Now, what can I do for my queen? Name anything."
"I just missed you."
"Well, I miss you terribly while I'm working but tonight you shall have me all to yourself."
"Can we build a pillowfort, camp on the floor and eat cookies?"
"Yes, I will have extra blankets and pillow brought for us. Sounds like fun!"
"Woohoo!"