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Aurora P. O. V

I pace around in the grand hall that served as the "living room". If only the Dursleys could see where I lived now, they would get heart attacks. I smile dryly at the thought for a moment, before worry took over my mind once more. After my daughter's birth, I had been very weak in both body and magic. A lot of my magic and energy had gone into keeping my baby safe.

Because of this, I had been unable to restore the wards at the mountain. The company of Thorin Oakenshield had quickly taken advantage of this and had stormed in, despite several people warning them that it was a very bad idea. They had awoken Smaug, who angrily laid waste to a nearby town of men, before being killed by one of them with a black arrow.

Now that the dragon was dead, Thranduil had taken his entire army and had gone towards the mountain to retrieve something of value. He had ordered me to stay behind in Mirkwood, with Harry, dad and pops looking after me and Celebel. Fortunately, I had made many friends in the animal kingdom during my stay, including several kinds of birds who kept me up to date.

However, they had told me of a massive battle in front of Erebor. Dwarves, men, elves and orcs all met on the battlefield, wanting to claim the mountain for its gold and position. They told me that the orcs had been defeated with the help from the wise eagles and Beorn. Unfortunately, they couldn't tell me of my husband's fate, which resulted in my current situation.

"Don't worry, pup. Your husband will be just fine." Dad says, holding my baby and bouncing her on his knee. We are still waiting to hear her first word. I look at him and smile. "Yeah, you're probably right. Do you mind entertaining Cel for a while longer? I'm gonna get some fresh air." I ask him. He shrugs. "Sure sweetie. Do you want anyone to come with you?" He asks concerned. I shake my head.

"No thank you. I'm just going to the gardens. I'll be safe." I try to assure him. He still looks worried. "Yeah, but I still would feel better if you take at least Harry with you." He says. I sigh, but agree. Harry follows me out, staying silent. One advantage of being twins, is knowing when the other wants to talk or just wants silence. We walk through the halls, while I become lost in thoughts A few days ago, I had asked one of my husband's councilmembers what had been so important for Thranduil

What was so important to him for him to take all of his army to retrieve it. He didn't want to answer at first, but after threatening to dismiss him from the council, (not that I actually would follow through with that) he finally admitted that Thranduil had gone after the white gems of Lasgalen: a necklace that he had ordered to be made for his former wife, but had been snatched from him by the dwarf king Thror.

I sigh. The former queen. Not a day goes by that I don't hear or see reminders of her around me in the palace. Merlin's beard, my stepson is a living reminder of her. Sometimes I see my husband look sad and I know that he still misses her. We finally arrive at the gardens, which are at the back of the palace. Bushes, flowers and trees are dotted all around. A high wall surrounds the whole garden.

It's small but safe. I take a seat on the bench that is hidden in a corner. Harry slowly sits down next to me. "Aurora. I'm starting to get worried now. Are you alright?" He asks. I sigh again and lean back against the bench. "Sometimes, I wonder if I'm good enough for him." I mutter softly. Harry looks confused. "For who?" He asks. I look at him like he was an idiot. Who did he think I meant? 

"Thranduil. How did he ever fall in love with me after his first wife. After all, she was an elf. I'm just a human. Yes, I received immortality, but I'm still a human. Look at me now. I'm still fat from my pregnancy. I'm sure elves don't have that problem. How can I ever compare to her or any elleth?" I finally shout out. I start to cry, with Harry awkwardly hugging me. 'I bet elves don't cry this easily too' I thought bitterly.

"You don't have to compare." We both snap our heads up at the unexpected voice, both of our eyes widening at the sight before us. We see a beautiful woman looking at us. She's wearing a white dress and a silver diadem on her head. She has very light blonde hair that grows until the small of her back and light blue eyes. In my opinion, she looks like a beautiful angel.

I immediately recognise her from paintings and portraits. The former queen. My husband's first wife. "Queen Caladien." I say, bowing my head. Harry quickly follows my example, still staring at the elf in surprise and shock. She smiles at me." You must be Aurora. The woman who makes my husband and son so happy." She says in a soft tone, looking at me worthy warm eyes.

I look down, feeling a bit unsure. She chuckles and lift my head back up. "I know that you're afraid that Thranduil doesn't love you as much as he did me, but I assure you that he does. He loves you more than the entire world." She tells me. I sigh, before looking back up with a small smile. "I've seen his heart. It has become so much lighter since the day, he married you. You are his world now, don't ever forget that. " She tells me, before kissing my cheek. "Make him happy." She says, before vanishing.

I look at Harry, who just looks dumbfounded. "What's wrong, brother? You look like you've seen a ghost." I say, poking him a bit and laughing. He cracks up at that, the both of us laughing at the weirdness of the situation. A guard runs in and tells us that the soldiers have returned, with my husband leading them. I run towards the gates, as fast as a racing broomstick.

Thranduil has just enough time to spread his arms, before I slam into him. His armour is cold and hard, but I don't care. He's back with me. He's home. He clutches me just as tightly. "Oh, my love. I'm so glad to have you back in my arms again." He whispers in my hair. I clutch him even closer, before pulling back. I look over the soldiers and see with sadness that our numbers have halved at the very least. 

I look towards Thranduil and he sighs. "The battle has cost us many lives. They all fought valiantly." I nod and bow my head towards the remaining soldiers. They bow back, before my husband dismisses them. We walk to our chambers and I help Thranduil with his armour. I take in a sharp breath, seeing the wounds covering his skin. He grabs my hand and squeezes it, reassuring me that he's still there.

I smile, before I realised something. "Where's Legolas?" I ask. My husband sighs deeply. "He had decided to go on his own journey. I do not know where he is now." I nod solemnly. "Well, I hope he will visit a lot. Cel needs to know her brother. If he doesn't, I'll find him and take him back here myself" I mutter. Thranduil chuckles, squeezing my hand once more. 

Then, we hear a knock on the door. We look up and see dad walking in, Celebel in his arms. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Celebel her face lights up as she sees us. She raises her little arms and reaches out to her father. He takes her from dad, holding her close to his chest. I turn to dad. "Thanks for looking after her, dad." I tell him. He smiles. "You're very welcome pup. Are you alright now?  You seemed a bit stressed earlier."

Thranduil immediately looks up from hugging our daughter, his eyes concerned. Thank you dad. My husband really needed to worry about me after the battle that he just fought. "I'm fine dad. Someone talked some sense in me." Dad doesn't look convinced, but drops the subject for now. With a quick nod towards us and a "goodnight", he finally leaves. I sit down on the bed and feel Thranduil do the same, him still holding our now sleepy daughter.

"What did Sirius mean with that?"  I don't answer for a while, before speaking. "I felt uncertain about your feelings towards me. I just didn't understand why you would want me above your own kind. I'm just human after all and my body is not the same since the pregnancy. I'm nothing important." I hear him sigh deeply, before an arm drapes over my shoulders, pulling me close. "I thought I had destroyed such thoughts years ago, but it seems that they have returned. Aurora, it does not matter if you are human or not." He tells me.

I open my mouth to protest, but he cuts me off. "No, my love. I do not care about where you are from. I love you for who you are and even if the Valar had not given you immortality, I still would have married you. I do not love you for what you once were or how you look. I love you for your loyalty, your kindness, your cunning and your wit. Now, banish those thoughts far away and do not ever let them enter your mind once again." He says in a soft voice. 

Tears stream over my face and Thranduil wipes them away with one hand.He carefully hands me our daughter, before standing up and walking towards a small box that he had carried ever since coming back from battle. "The dwarves were kind enough to let me choose some of their treasure as a reward for my aid in battle. While at first, I had wanted the white gems and also have taken them home, I found something much more fitting."

He opens the box to reveal a beautiful necklace. A sapphire in the shape of a heart laid on a red cushion. It had a bronze chain. "It's beautiful." I whisper. Thranduil smiles, before motioning for me to turn around.I do so carefully, mindful of the baby I'm holding, lifting my hair up with a tiny bit of magic. I feel the necklace going around my neck, Thranduil fastening the chain.

I drop my hair back, turn around and kiss him on the cheek. "Thank you. I can't believe that you remembered my house colours." Thranduil looks confused. "Those were your house colours?" He asks. I feel insulted for a second, before noticing a teasing glint in his eyes. I stick out my tongue. Not very mature I know, but with a baby in my arms, I couldn't do much else. He takes our daughter, who has started to wake up again, back and holds her against his chest.

"Who was it that talked some sense into you?" He asks. I'm silent for a minute, before telling him the truth. "Caladien." I say. He looks confused. "You talked to someone who is named after my former wife?" He asks. I shake my head. "Not exactly." He looks thoughtful and confused for a moment, before his eyes widen a bit, tears quickly filling them.

I smile at him. "She really was beautiful. She told me to make you happy." My husband nodded tearfully. "You do make me happy. So very happy. I love you so much, my wonderful Dawn." He says, putting our foreheads together and smiling at me. I smile again. After telling him that my name meant dawn in my world, he had started to call me that in private. it's so sweet. 

We stay like that for a while, before a something startles and surprises us in the best way possible. "A-ada." a very small voice rang out. We both look at Celebel, who looks at us with a face of someone, who isn't sure if she did something right. "Ada" she says once again. The tears that had been pooling in my husband's eyes, finally roll down his cheeks. "Yes, my darling. Ada is right. Well done." He kisses her all over her tiny face, making her squirm and squeal in delight.

I just smile at the two of them. My little family. I don't know what I would do without them. They really are my entire world. I gently grab the jewel sound my neck and smile. Thranduil looks at me and pulls me close. I put one arm around his back and put my other hand on our daughter's back. I close my eyes and the last thing that goes through my mind is wondering how the others are going to react, when they find out Cel can talk. I smile at the thought, before sleep overtakes my mind, both my husband and daughter quickly following after.