Tauriel was an odd elf to be certain. She earned for the world and the adventures it had. The elves did not see such need after their age had started to come to an end. Yet, even with that freedom she found herself with? Tauriel was not sure where to go first.

That was not something she was expecting to hear from the King Under The Mountain.

"Yes... he does." Tauriel said hesitantly. "I assure you that it mutual. If he should be seen in bad light because of it? Then, please, see me in that same way."