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The Slave To The Ring : An Unexpected Love
Achlys and Alina
Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
A grey clad wizard approached, a woman sitting in the corner of the Prancing pony. Her face hidden under a thick, red elven cloak, a few loose blonde curls could be seen peeking out of the hood.
"Achlys?" He asked. The woman visibly flinched
"I do not go by that name and I haven't for the last 3,000 years, Gandalf the Grey." She replied looking up to the aged wizard her bright, violet eyes filled with hidden meaning. "I prefer the name Alina."
"Your changed allegiance means a changed name?" He asked
"I was never his ally I was his slave, the rings slave or have you forgotten your history wizard and it was Lord Elrond who gave me my name." She spat.
He sat down opposite to her "Are you familiar with Thorin Oakenshield?"
"Of course, I fought with him for Moria and I was at the Lonely Mountain when Smaug destroyed Dale." She slowly lowered her hood, revealing a young woman whose beauty surpassed that of the elves, her pale skin was unmarked and unearthly, her cupid bow lips where a deep rose, her wide, violet eyes where heavily framed by long, thick eyelashes. Gandalf was taken back momentarily.
"He is going to take the Lonely Mountain back."
"No, he can't!" She shouted, she lowered her tone when people turned to look at her, "It's a suicide mission, he's be dead before he took the mountain, the orcs are moving, looking for the last in the line of Durin."
"Exactly why we have need for a Polymorphus, to take down the dragon."
Alina started to laugh at the wizard. "You need a black arrow to take down, Smaug and a crack shot, not me." She leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face.
"Yes, but Thorin refuses to go without you."
"Why, I haven't seen him in nearly 50 years?"
"I never try to read to deeply into the minds of a dwarf." He smiled
"There isn't much there, trust me I know." She smiled slightly back at him, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
"Will you help him?"
"If I chose to where is this little adventure starting?"
"Bag End, The Shire, the house of one Master Bilbo Baggins."
"A hobbit?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"Four days hence." Gandalf replied
"Very well, wizard you shall know my decision on the day."
"What did she say?" Thorin asked Gandalf at Bad End.
"She said it was a suicide mission and that the Orcs are looking for you."
"Not her?"
"They believe she is dead and she prefers that."
They were interrupted by a knock at the door.
"Are you expecting company Master Baggins?" Thorin asked
"No of course not, a normal self-respecting person doesn't visit at this time." Bilbo grumbled as he opened the door to a dog with a red cloak in its mouth; it slid round Bilbo and placed the cloak in Thorin's lap. Thorin pulled the cloak to its full length and placed it over the shoulders of the dog, which turned into Alina; she stayed crouched for a second before standing up to her full 5'7 height, then she shrunk to 5' to fit comfortably within the hobbit hole. At that point Bilbo fainted again; Alina looked down at him and smirked.
"Oh, yes, Gandalf the bravery of a Hobbit, tell me what is going to happen when he encounters Smaug?" Alina teased
Gandalf refused to answer, Thorin's mouth twitched slightly.
"Boys I suggest you close your mouths." She grinned directing it to Kili and Fili. The younger of the two blushed deeply, her smile widened at this. "So where do I sign, oh, King under the Mountain to be." She bowed teasingly. Thorin just raised his eyebrow at her antics. "Oh come on Thorin crack a smile, please for me." She begged but was ignored; she stuck her tongue out at him, which caused Kili to laugh she turned to face him grinning. She quickly read over the agreement, before passing it back to Balin.
"None of this applies to me, I have no interest in gold or treasure and a dragon isn't going to kill me." She shrugged
"Wait what do you mean?" Kili asked
"I can't be killed, there is only two ways I can, and they are if the ring of power is destroyed or at the hands of the barer of Narsil." She replied
"The ring was lost and there is no king of Gondor." Gandalf cleared up.
"Exactly." She smiled weakly, as pain filled up in her eyes.
"So you're immortal?" Fili asked
"Yes for the time being." She replied
"What does that mean?" Thorin asked
"You know I can not reveal too much of the future, Thorin, bad things happen otherwise." She turned to meet his gaze.
"You are as much help as the elves." He smirked
"Yes but at least I offer my help and elves are not all that bad, the elves of Rivendell are my family remember." She answered unfazed by Thorin's gaze; she moved close to him and gently kissed his lips before turning her attention to the now stirring Bilbo.
"Pleased to meet you Mr Baggins, Alina." She offered him her hand
"You, you were a …" Bilbo started
"A dog, yes too many people looking for me to take another form." She replied coolly
"But, how, what are you?" He asked
"I'm a polymorphus, the only of my kind." She smiled warmly. "So are you joining us Mr Baggins on our suicidal quest to kill a dragon, evade an Orc army and put a king on a throne?"
"No." he answered
"Tut tut I'm disappointed; Gandalf your burglar truly has the heart of a lion." She stated sarcastically. She stood up and moved to the door regaining her true height. "You'll find me in the forest; I don't like the smell around here."
"What's wrong with the smell?" Bilbo asked
"It's too pure and full of laughter, it makes me feel nauseous, goodnight boys." With that she was gone.
"Well that was unexpected." Stated Balin
"Yes, I didn't think that she would come." Thorin replied his fingers tracing where their lips had met.
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