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I HAVE seen the movie! So now these writings will be a bit more accurate, but I'm still a bit unsure about some of the quotes. I totally forgot how Kíli and Tauriel's conversation went down after the Feast of Starlight bit. Kíli said something about a merchant? I wasn't sure, I was just gushing over that fact that Kíli was actually getting screentime and character development.
If any of you guys have already seen the movie and remember something I left out or said wrong, please remind me and I will edit it!:) I also added a bit too, just to get the story going a bit.
Enjoy!
The verdict was set. The Dwarves were to remain in the dungeons for the remainder of their lives. And all for some white gems, which Thorin was far too stubborn to relinquish.
The Halls of the Elvenking were expansive. An eerie sense of anger floated through the sweet smelling air.
Kíli couldn't help but gape in awe at the sheer beauty and massiveness of the wooden palace. He stumbled against Fíli as they were led across a narrow, spindly bridge.
The She-Elf glanced in the direction of the youngest Durin, trying to keep up with his elder brother without falling off of the ledge. While the Dwarfling seemed to excel at everything else, he certainly lacked in grace.
They were led, one by one, deeper into the dungeons of Mirkwood. The Elven guards roughly shoved each and every member of the Company into their own individual cells, apart from each other. There would be no conspiracy among them.
Kíli and Fíli were the last of the Company to be brought to their cells.
The She-Elf took Kíli to his, motioning for him to go forward into the barred room.
The young Dwarf looked up at her and smirked. "Aren't you going to search me? There could be anything down my trousers."
"Or nothing." She replied smoothly as she sashayed away. She allowed a small grin to creep onto her lips as she came to Legolas's side.
The Elf-Prince frowned as he glanced back at the smiling Dwarfling. "Why does the Dwarf stare at you, Tauriel?"
"Who can say?" She brushed it off, but paused and added as she walked away, "He's quite tall for a Dwarf, do you not think?"
"Taller than some. But no less ugly." Legolas muttered under his breath.
The Elf-maiden frowned as her brow furrowed in confusion. She shook her head. It was nothing to dwell upon.
The Elves of Mirkwood dispersed, leaving the Company alone in their prisons.
Kíli wasn't a patient Dwarf. He sat still in his cell for all of five minutes when he decided he was bored. He crept to the barred door.
"Fíli?"
No answer.
"Fíli?" He spoke louder.
"Kíli? What is it? What's wrong." He heard his brother reply, worry was apparent in his voice.
He was about to respond by suggesting a game, but was rudely interrupted by an Elven guard commanding them to quiet down.
Kíli huffed and slid down the wall onto the hard ground, sighing in disappointment.
"Nothing to do." He murmured. "Don't you Elves at least have the decency to get us a snack?" He rose his voice for them to hear.
Nothing but soft music and faint laughter from above.
They didn't know how to throw a proper party.
Elves were boring.
Well, all except that one whose hair was like fire. She was very interesting. And beautiful. And she had saved him. That had to count for something.
Kíli reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black stone. He rubbed his thumb over the Khuzdul writing that was intricately written into the stone. A small pang of yearning entered his heart.
He began tossing the stone into the air, attempting to see how high he could throw and catch it.
Kíli found himself wholly entertained for near five minutes, when the soft sound of footsteps echoed in his ears.
He glanced up, and to his happy surprise, he found the pretty Elf-maiden staring at him through the bars of his cell.
"The stone in your hand, what is it?" She asked.
Kíli glanced at the stone. "This?" He held it up. Thoughts of mischief stirring in his mind. "It is a talisman. A powerful spell lies upon it. If any but a Dwarf reads the runes on the stone, they will be forever cursed." He forced the stone into her field of vision. She flinched away.
When the young Dwarf smiled at his own joke, she realized she had been fooled, and began to walk away.
"Or not." She halted when she heard him call out. "Depending on whether you believe that kind of thing. It's just a token... a rune-stone."
She turned towards him as he continued. "My mother gave it to me so I'd remember my promise."
"What promise?" Her curiosity was piqued.
The smile fell from his face as he looked down. "That I would come back to her... She worries." As quickly as the smile left his face, it was back, bright and contagious. "She thinks I'm reckless." He began tossing the stone back into the air, higher this time.
"Are you?" The Elf rose an eyebrow.
"Nah." Kíli shrugged, and the stone fumbled from his grasp and out onto the floor outside the cell. The Elf kept it from falling into the chasm with her foot. He stood and moved closer to the bars, hoping to retrieve it. But the Elf took it in her hand. As she held it up against the light, she smiled at its iridescence. He glanced at her in uncertainty.
When he realized she wasn't going to continue the conversation or return the stone, he cleared his throat. "Sounds like quite a party you're having up there."
Her smile grew. "It is 'Meleth en Gilith.' A Feast of Starlight... All light is sacred to the Eldar, but Wood Elves love best the light of the stars." She stared above her, as if she could see the stars through the dungeon walls.
Kíli turned his head in contemplation. "I always thought it is a cold light, remote and far away."
"It is memory; precious and pure." She held out the stone in her hand, extending it to him. "Like your promise." Light shone in her eyes as she spoke. Respect blossomed in Kíli's chest as he took the stone from her hand. This Elf... she was mysterious. He wanted to know more. He wanted to understand her. "I have walked there sometimes, beyond the forest and into the night. I have seen the world fall away and the white light of forever fill the air."
Kíli gazed at her in wonder as she spoke, words soft and poetic. And lonely.
He silently wondered if she had lost someone.
"I saw a fire-moon once." He looked at her, almost for approval to go on. She sat down on the steps as she listened. He smiled as he continued. "It rose over the pass near Dunland. Huge! Red and gold it was, it filled the sky. We were an escort for some merchants from Ered Luin, they were trading in silverware for furs. We took the Greenway south, keeping the mountains to our left, and then it appeared. This huge fire-moon lighting our path." His eyes never left her as he spoke. She held his gaze. "It burned among the stars, far, far away. It was beautiful."
They were silent for a few moments, and then, "What is your name?" He needed to know.
"Tauriel." She said, eyes shining in the dim light. "What is yours?"
"Kíli."
"Well," Kíli leaned against the iron bars, his lips slanted into a grin. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Tauriel."
She laughed at his flirtation. But he would not be deterred. They teased and laughed, their mirth ringing throughout the caverns.
The other Dwarves rolled their eyes at the youthful exchange. Fíli was secretly thankful that Thorin wasn't present.
Their conversation continued to flow for several minutes, until Tauriel was summoned to return above. She bid him a sweet farewell, and left Kíli alone to his thoughts.
No, Kíli decided. Tauriel definitely wasn't boring.
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