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Tauriels mouth went ajar as she processed his words.
Her hazel eyes becoming intensely placid, her silent elven nature he seemed to always fall in awe with, was flaring.

She weighed her options.
If she met his feelings back, he would have happiness — they would have potentially some happiness. But how would they bring children to this world? How could she cope when he was nothing but a worms meal and a trees leaves? How could she cope when all she would be left with are fading memories and forgotten words and voices?

It seemed as though all the problems in the woodlands became of no concern to the she-elf as her gaze moved back and forth in thought.
Her world consisted of only him and her for the moment; her world felt like it lost all gravity and she was suspended in thin air.
Blinking rapidly, The daughter of the woodlands smiled softly, extending a gentle hand to grasp his bearded cheek. “I know you do.”

Her smile betrayed her mind, as her heart seemed to do for all she saw was how much love she held for her little friend; they stood together, alone and believing in freedom and non prejudice — a life where grudges were erased and bonds were reformed in pure, innocent trust with no malicious betrayals.

“Come, you need to sleep,” Tauriel reached forward and withdrew the wine glass from his hand, taking it in her own as she led him to bed.

“You think me so foolish, don’t you?” Kíli said, hating these moments in which he felt so small in her presence, his barely eighty years falling far short of her six hundred. But he was no child - he had seen kings rise and fall, he had seen families torn apart, he had seen death, and he had seen life. And yes, he had seen less of it than her, but he was not innocent to the ways in which their world operated, and he had spoken with no naivety in his mind.

“I know that there is little, if not no, chance that my feelings are reciprocated, as my presence in your life has been little more than a drop in a limitless ocean, and even less chance that, if ever my feelings were returned that we could - but I didn’t say what I did because I wished to hear you say it back or because I required validation.” Despite his bold words, he did as she indicated, following her rather dutifully towards her bed, though his words were strong and the furrow in his brow pronounced.

“I said it because - because I thought you should know. I’m not a fool,” he repeated himself, growing frustrated at his inability to articulate his feelings, “I know that you care for me, else I wouldn’t be here, I’d probably have an arrow through my neck by now. And yes, I’m - I’m a drop in a limitless ocean, yes, all that - but I suppose - what is an ocean but a sea of drops? I just - I may only exist in a small sliver of your life, but I don’t want you to exist in a small sliver in mine. I have two hundred years left, Tauriel - to you that passes swiftly, but it’s not nothing.  It’s time. And to me, it’s valuable, and I want to spend as much of it with you as I can. If you’ll allow it.”

‘No I do not,’ She countered in her mind, fully knowing the male who spoke would continue to speak. 

He compared himself to something so small, a drop in a limitless ocean – did he not realize he was the only drop? No other drops were him. No other drops could be him, for what dwarf gave her such relentless love? He honestly and truly found her to be love and love itself.

“I know,” She repeated once more after he had admitted to simply wanting to her know that he loved her, that he did not seek it in return. 

There it was, that burning reason why she found herself in such longing for him. He had no selfish gains – where were the jewels an riches his kind so desperately loved? Where were the misguided betrayals of trust that their kind returned to one another? With Kili it was simply him and her and no one else – nothing else. 

Pushing her door open, she looked over her shoulder to the dwarf whose hand she held, his word had hit her hard. “Time does not pass swiftly, It is long and not any day is a given. You must not think so far into the future – we both may not even have one, but we have a present, we have time right now and it is where I am giving mine to you.”