Hi!

New story, this time about "The Hobbit" I really loved the movies.

Enjoy!

R&R

Chapter 1:

Arwen watched her father riding on his horse back home. She saw him holding a little bundle. "Arwen," he said softly, getting off his horse. She hugged him, "gently, my dear. You don't want to crush this little one," said Elrond in a smile.

Arwen looked down in to his arms, at the little bundle. "Who is she?" asked Arwen, looking at the now, sleeping baby. "I don't know, I heard her cry in some ruins on the way," said Elrond. "Do you have a name for her?" asked Arwen.

"Kendall," said Elrond.

"Limoladiel (=leem-oh-lahd-ee-ell )." Said Arwen in the elvish language.

Elrond nodded and smiled.

Sixteen years later…

Kendall was running in the woods, she was late for dinner, as usual.

Her bow was in her hand, her arrows on her back and her sword on her waist.

She rushed in to the dining hall and fell through the doors.

"Father I am sorry that I am… late," she froze on the spot.

All the eyes fell on her; one pair went wide. The eyes of Thorin son of Thráin, king under the mountain.

He looked at the young girl. She was beautiful.

Kendall has long wavy dark hair and bright blue eyes. Her weapons were elves' production, so does her clothes. She was wearing a tight outfit, blue pants and long sleeves top. Her boots and cloths were smudge with mud.

She had two thin braids that mix in to one in the back of her head, like the elves' custom.

She wasn't tall; probably had the same high of over the average dwarf, like Thorin.

"Limoladiel," said Elrond in a smile.

"Hello. I didn't know we have guests, I will go change," suggested Kendall. "No need dear, we look pretty much the same as you, we just got here from the road," said Gandalf the grey in a smile.

"Hello Gandalf, who are your friends?" asked Kendall.

"Those are Balin, Dwalin, Fíli, Kíli, Dori, Nori, Ori, Óin, Glóin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Bilbo Baggins the hobbit, and of course, Thorin Oakenshield-"

"Son of Thráin, king under the mountain," Kendall cut him off.

Thorin bowed his head to her, as did the others when Gandalf called their names.

"I am Limoladiel, daughter of lord Elrond, but you can call me Kendall, if you want to," she said in a smile.

"Well, join us," said Kíli with a bright smile.

She looked at her father. He gave her a smile, and she joined to the table not far from Thorin.


Kendall looked up from her plate. She found Thorin staring at her. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.

"Can I asked something?" asked Thorin. "Sure," she smiled. "You are not an elf," said Thorin. "That's not a question," she giggled. He chuckled, "no it's not," he looked down for a moment and then back up, smiling.

"Lord Elrond found me when I was a baby, and took me in; he gave me my name and raised me with his daughter Arwen," said Kendall. "I saw you are carrying weapons," he stated. She grinned.

"How much that my father tried, he couldn't stop me from becoming a warrior. I am a great archer, and I know how to use a sword, I just… he succeeded at keeping me in, I never got out of Rivendell, never was part of a real battle," she told him softly.

"Well, if you were mine, I would have kept you in as well," he whispered. Thorin touched her cheek gently, making her blush.

"Thorin," said Gandalf suddenly. Thorin dropped his hand quickly. "Let's us go and talk," said Gandalf.

Kendall looked at her father, her face still flushed. He tilted his head at her, trying to read her, with no success.

Kendall looked away as Gandalf, Thorin, Balin and her father left the room.

She followed not far behind.