História Love is within us - We shall not give up

Tauriel POV:

We waited for the grumbling sounds of those putrid, blood thirsty orks come scrambling from the south towards our treasured home, it seemed like hours as we waited but infact it had only been a couple minutes since our small yet powerfull army made there way to surround the palace protectivly. A captains job is to lead the army into battle and that us indeed what i intend to do so with great courage, fighting lets me release my inner anger especially if i take it out on orks, using my skills to slash my way through there black blood and moldy guts...but it also makes me frightened....frightened of not being able to fight back, it gives me a feeling....a memory!

Flashback

screams occured in the background as she watched in horror, hiding away, nothing she could do!

Third P:

"Tauriel...Tauriel are you ok?"
She snapped back into reality feeling the presence of someone behind her knowing his voice from anywhere "Legolas...you gave me a fright"
"I do apoligise Tauriel are you worried for the battle?" Legolas says " are you realy asking that question Legolas you know im never worried about fighting scum" Tauriel chuckled "That is rather true although you do seem a little bit off today? are you feeling ok?" Legolas asks worryingly "Im fine Legolas theres nothing to worry about but thankyou for your consideration?"
She says with a soft voice. The orks were still no where to be found, Legolas sat on his chestnut arabien horse know as meranin (sounds better with an elven accent if you know elvish?) with his head high, he was dressed in his normal faded green and leather brown hunting attire and a silver head-necklace and his long blonde silky hair layed on his shoulders and over his back clavical (collar bone) the sides has small braids meeting at the back with his brown and silver longbow attached to his back along with an accient elvish sword he has carried for over 200 years and slaughtered the evil souls within the world he was placed at the front next to Tauriel, she sat on a tall, magestic crystal white horse called Luna (loona) Tauriel again wore her normal smoky green hunting gown with a brown leather corset, her hair was loose and free flowing down to her lower legs with a slight wavy curl at the end on her cranium (head) was a small flat quiff with french braids connected leading down round the back her reflex bow and her treasured bronze daggers sat on her weaponry buckly around her curvy waist.The army of mirkwood guards stood like statues behind them in an ordered formation dressed in sharp ,gold armor with there swords and bows prepered!

King Thranduil appeared from the palace behind with atleast 50 more guards surounding him, all bowed in his presence with respect for the king he wore a silver robe and a silver chest plate and his mighty woodland realm flower crown that wrapped around his head with his long blonde hair flows freely where it desires. The king rides a beutiful strong elk making its way towards Legolas and Tauriel moving through the quick soldiers making a path way as he moves.