This is the second story in my Fae Saga. You do not have to have read the first story to understand this one, but if you want to its Fae Of Middle Earth, its a short story only 7 chapters.. Join Liana as we learn about her , how she came to be the way she is and what happened to her and her race before she met Legolas and Lord Elrond in Fae of Middle Earth.

Disclaimer. Sadly and regrettable I do not own The hobbit, my ideas and my characters are my own..

Thanx to Kristall for betaing this chapter.

If you would like to beta my this story please send me a message, as my beta has vanished on me.

Feel free to let me know what you think, you like it, you hate it, i'm should delete, it, or continue writing it..

Chapter 1

Horns sounded in the deep of Erebor at the approach of the long awaited party. They echoed through the long halls alerting all of the arrivals. Dwarves lined the upper levels of the mountain walkways to catch a glimpse of the group as they made their way through the mountain's entrance.

A group of nine walked two by two down the long bridge way towards the kings throne. The way they moved was almost elf like, so captivating and mesmerizing. The grace they had when they walked almost made it appear as if they were gliding on air as they walked.

The group was in awe as they admired the intricate detail that went into each archway, column, and walkway. But such detail was true of all that the dwarves made.

"Lord Thror, my I present Lord Edoras, Lord of the Fae, and Leader of the crescent clan." A dwarf standing next to the king announced as the group came to a stop in front of the kings throne. All but Lord Edoras fell on bended knee to the dwarf king.

Lord Edoras bowed low with one hand over his heart. "My Lord you honor us by accepting our company in your halls."

Thorin Oakenshield stood next to the king, his eyes moving from one Fae to the next. Never before had a Fae graced the halls of Erebor. Lord Edoras was tall and well built. He had gray fur lining his wrists, chest, hips and ankles. When he moved it almost seemed to shine with a blue hue. His eyes were a cold blue and grey, something Thorin noted he had never seen before. His hands had razor sharp claws on every finger and feet that resembled a gargoyle's. His ears were fixed on top of his head like those of a wolf, sleek and pointed, and the Fae had a long flowing grey and white tail.

Thorin knew by looking at him that he was a wolf Fae and quite capable of being extremely dangerous. Any Fae would be with their animal instincts, but since he was part wolf it meant that his instincts well surpassed most.

To Lord Edoras's left was a fox Fae. This Fae's head was that of a fox, no human features graced it, with yellow eyes and red and white fur. His body was that of a man, except for his paws for hands and feet, and the long red tail with a white tip.

To the Lords right was a female Fae. She was shorter than the others, as tall as Thorin was if not a couple inches taller. She had fur in the same places as Lord Edoras did except hers was red and white. Her ears were more rounded at the tip like a cat instead of pointed. Her eyes were a radiant amber color that almost seemed to glow. Just like Edoras, her hands were clawed and her feet resembled that of a gargoyle. He couldn't be sure if she was part feline or all wolf Fae. As Thorin's eyes continued down the lines of Fae, he noticed all of them had the same red crescent moon mark in the nap of their neck, identifying their clan.

The king stood from his throne and extended his arm out in a welcoming manner. "It is us who are grateful that you grace our halls with your presence. It is said that the Fae chose their friends carefully and rarely venture out of their territory". The king spoke as he moved down to the walkway on which the group was standing.

Lord Edoras smiled, his hand still over his heart. "Ah, this is true, we are slow to trust, but when news reached us of the Arkenstone being found, like many others we have come to pay homage.

The two Lords extended their arm and embraced each other's forearm in greeting.

"Allow me to introduce my daughter." The girl to the right stepped forward. "This is Liana." She bowed her head slightly in greeting.

"My Lord Thror, we are honored," she said as she bowed. The king nodded in return.

"Allow me to introduce my grandson who will hopefully one day will take his pace on this throne." The king's hands swept to the side allowing Thoirn to step forward. "This is Thorin."

He stepped forward. "Welcome to Erebor," he said offering his arm to Edoras in greeting. "My lady," he said with a shallow bow to Liana. She slightly cocked her head to the side and dipped in down in return.

One by one they made their way down the ranks of Fae, each one bowing in greeting. Most of them were warriors accompanying the Lord for his safety. In fact only Liana and Lord Edoras were of royal blood and any consequence to the group.

"Come, let us show you the hospitality of the dwarves, red meat, ail, warm fires, music dancing. I have had rooms prepared for your stay. Thorin will show you to your rooms so you may prepare for the feast tonight."

Thoirn had a less than pleased look on his face. They had servants for this kind of thing while he had better things to do and duties to see too.

Liana smirked – she had caught the face the dwarf had made and she couldn't blame him. Her father had forced her to trek half-way across Middle Earth to see this Arkenstone. This was the first time her people had done something like this. They rarely went out in the world, and they never got involved in the affairs of others.

As Thorin led them down a long hallway Liana walked at the end of the group taking in all the surroundings. The halls were carved out of green marble and there were massive columns that lined both sides of the hallway. 'The dwarves sure do like their columns,' she thought to herself as she ran a hand over the smooth texture of one.

One by one they were shown to their rooms leaving just her and Thorin. When they reached the last room at the end of the hallway, he spoke in a low rumble. "This room had been prepared for you. I will be back this evening to collect you for the feast. I have been asked to escort you to the dinner." He was less than pleased about his baby sitting job, but he new it would honer his conform to obey his request.

Liana tipped her head in understanding to him and then headed into her room. Closing the door she let a sigh escape her lips. "Dwarves," she said.

The room left everything to the imagination. It was a stone box with a bed. Four walls and a bed in the center. There was a small opening that could pass as a window in some cultures, but she couldn't even stick her head out of it. Turning to head back to the door with an exaggerated laugh "won't be sleeping in hear." She left in search of a garden or a patio, something out side in the open, somewhere she could see the sky.

Thats it for the first chapter. See ya next time for chapter 2..