A/N: For those of you that are wondering what happened to Marida and Thorin from my previous story entitled "The Road to Erebor", they're no longer together. Marida is now remarried and living in a different world.
The time portal resembles the one in Stargate, but works differently. Instead of ending up on Isla Nublar on the other side, Marida simply falls through a flash of white light, so for her to get back to Erebor in Middle-earth, she would have to find a similar portal on Isla Nublar.
If I get Owen's character wrong, please let me know, since this is the first time I've written any kind of Jurassic World story (even if it is a crossover).
Introduction:
My name is Marida Grady. I used to be Queen under the Mountain whilst I was still back home in Middle-earth. Married to one Thorin Oakenshield of Erebor, but after three and a half years of marriage, I just couldn't take it anymore. Thorin's stubbornness towards Elves, but most of all, the loss of my freedom. I couldn't even go to nearby Dale where my mother came from without a chaperone (I'm of mixed heritage; my father and two brothers are dwarven, but my mother was from Dale, so I may be a little short in stature, but I look more human, taking more after my mother than my father). Perhaps my jealous cousin, Kali (who has a bad habit of wanting what she can't have, mostly other women's men), was right all along; perhaps I was never meant to be queen after all.
I thought that Thorin was the love of my life, but it seems that I was mistaken. If only my mother, Michaela, wouldn't have died in that mining accident, perhaps we would have never met, but then again, I never would have come across that "time portal" either, so perhaps it was a good thing (tragic as it was).
That last fight (which may have had something to do with Thranduil) nearly broke me. So much that I wanted to get as far away from Thorin as I could, and in the process, did something I thought I would never do: throw away my crown. Like what happened to Thorin when he did a similar thing during his dragon sickness, the minute I did this, I felt different, more like coming back to myself, not this image of a woman of mixed heritage being all proper and everything everyone expected the spouse of royalty to be, which is not an image of myself I ever imagined.