This is lovely and deeply moving; such a young face despite her agelessness, caught between hope and worry, caring and grief.
Love has opened up a chasm between her and her King, between her and all her people, including the Prince she grieves to have grieved but cannot truly love, compared to the mortal warmth in which she both melts and burns even as she knows she must soon lose.
This is the most real/living picture of Tauriel I've seen, with such complex emotion in every flowing line of her face and even in the fragile architecture of her neck.
A lovely flower caught between the real summer that ends in frost, and and the eternal dreaming song that will never soar so high nor fall so deep.
I do not know how to reply to your beautiful and meaningful words.. I never imagined anyone seeing so much in a drawing I didn't think would ever matter to anyone. It's weird how the drawing you intend not to inflict with emotion becomes the most important ones. But thank you, no one has ever spoke such beautiful things about my drawings before! You have made my day, and given me a deeper understanding of Tauriel in the process (all of what you said I truly agree with)!