𝘎𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘢 𝘈𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘍𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 - 𝘚𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯.

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"I'm just a ghoststory, like him."

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𝘝𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘰 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘈𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘐𝘐, 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘐𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘶𝘳

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"I'm sorry."

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𝘚𝘐𝘙 𝘐𝘢𝘯 𝘔𝘤𝘒𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘎𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘺, 𝘔𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘳

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"She choose her own fate, as did we all."

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𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘰 𝘉𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴

"I would be lost without your guidance.. I owe you."

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𝘖𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘦𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯

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"A lonely woman, with nothing more than thirteen dwarves and no name.."

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𝘏𝘶𝘨𝘰 𝘞𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘌𝘭𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘥

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"Be careful, as soon as your identity is revealed, your a target."

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𝘓𝘪𝘷 𝘛𝘺𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘈𝘳𝘸𝘦𝘯 𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘭

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"Knowing that appealing on your humanity does not get me far, I try to appeal on you for him.. even if you hate him."

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𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘗𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘪𝘭 𝘖𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘳

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"Hiding yourself in front of the world is not really your style, is it?"

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𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘖'𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘪 𝘋𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯

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𝘈𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘪 𝘋𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯

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"Is it bad that I'd rather marry her than anybody else?"

"No. I'm with you on this one, brother."

𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘖𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥

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"You really are as beautiful as the stories told everyone about."

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FELICITY, was a nobody. She hated her own family, despised them and was better off on her own - knowing her inheritage, she was hidden far away from the enemy in Imladris, where Lord Elrond had took her in as if she was his own.

The beauty had been seeked by Azog herself - in order to marry the young woman. Simply wanting her for her birthright.

Yet, she was found by Gandalf, and thirteen dwarves followed by a little halfing, hoping that they'd help her from the fangs of the white orc.

PROLOGUE

SHE RAN, she ran as fast as she could, hoping that he wouldn't find her before she could flee.

Felicity was around her twenty's - and a young, one of the most beautiful creatures roaming in middle-earth.

Her feet were aching from all the running, her eyes were burning from tears of betrayal and sadness she had shed, and her mind was racing, fuming like wild fire.

She wanted to leave Rivendell, to leave everyone and everything behind and yet.. to her distress - she ran straight into the arms of a white, one armed orc, staring intently and smirking devilish at her.

Felicity wasn't a slave at his side, if she was silent  and played all happy.

But.. everyone knew her, her look gave her intenty away, the one she wanted to hide and forget for so long..

Now, it was over, her freedom had reached it's end and Azog the Defiler was on his way to marry on of the strongest bloodlines the entire world.