Chapter 1
The Invitation
Its been sixty years since Smaug took the mountain and Thorin and his people were stripped of their homeland. My people came and got me after spending a month helping Thorin and his people. We saw each other every chance we got. Over a year ago. I lost my parents to an orc attack and Thorin spent a month with us after finding out to be there for me for support and comfort. I had welcomed it. Then he had to go because rumor had it that his father was spotted near Bree. I would have gone with, but my brother needed me as a guard. I wanted an adventure and I wouldn't realize that I would get sooner than I thought.
I came in with the guards to change shift. I was exhausted and tired. My back was stiff as I stretched it.
"Lady Marina." A maid said, coming over.
"Yes?" I ask. Vince gave me a look and disappeared.
"Someone is here to see you. He's waiting in your chambers." The young elf said. I smiled and hurried off to my room where he was waiting. I took off my weapons so I can set them down. I came into the room. The man turned as I dumped my weapons near the door.
"Thorin." I breathed. He smiled a smile that was only saved for me after the dragon came. I ran into his arms and tackled him onto my couch. He laughed and held me close.
"Well. I can see someone missed me." Thorin said, as he ran a hand up my back after a long good kiss.
"More than ever. How's your family doing? Fili and Kili still causing trouble?" I ask, running a hand down his check.
"Very much so. They miss their favorite elf/Hobbit." Thorin said.
"I miss them also, but I missed you more. You were gone longer then you usually are." I said, giving him a firm look.
"I lost track of days and have been busy." Thorin said, kissing my forehead to settle my anger. I calmed down at his touch.
"Any luck finding your father?" I ask.
"No. I came here to ask you something." Thorin said. I sit up and look at him. Blue eyes meeting emerald eyes.
"I'm going on a quest and I want you at my side." Thorin said.
"What's the quest?" I ask, out of curiosity.
"To reclaim my homeland with 12 other dwarves, A burglar, and a hobbit. I want you there to fight at my side and be there when I reclaim my home so we can be married as soon as we do. We've waited long enough." Thorin said. I smile.
"Of course, my king. I will go where you go." I said. Thorin smiled and kissed me.
"Get dressed." Thorin said. I jumped and ran to my trunk. I dug through my clothes and pulled out black pants, white tunic with a red vest. I pulled my favorite boots on. I grabbed my weapons and put them on.
"Ready?" Thorin asked when I come out.
"Of course." I said. Thorin took my hand and we slipped out. I knew Galadriel knew we were leaving and didn't stop us. She knew I wanted adventure and to marry Thorin and she would let me go. We came up to two ponies. I gave Thorin a look.
"I had a feeling you would come." Thorin said, kissing me gently. I pulled myself onto my pony and Thorin got on his. We headed towards our destination: The Shire. Thorin explained his meeting of the dwarf council.
"They said that they wouldn't help." Thorin said. I took his hand.
"Soon as your king and got the stone. They will listen to you." I said.
"You saw it?" Thorin asked.
"I have faith that we will succeed." I said. Thorin smiled and we moved on. We stopped for the night. I rolled out the bedrolls as Thorin got a fire started. I twisted the necklace in my hand that he gave me before the dragon attacked. Thorin and I ate and then curled up underneath a blanket. Thorin put his fur coat over me when I still shivered from the night air. I tossed and turned again tonight as a vision.
Bodies laid over a battlefield of dwarfs, elves, orcs, and goblins. Two bodies laid together. Woman on top of a dwarf, holding hands, and their breathing slowly. I realized it was me and Thorin. I was the one on top. I was covered in bruises and cuts with my eye slightly swelled up.
I sat up fast. Tears brimmed my eyes as the picture of Thorin and me laying together close to death.
"No. No. No. It can't be happening." I whisper. I slip away from Thorin, grabbing my cloak. I climbed a tree in my elf reflexes and sat at the top most branch. I felt tears slide down my checks as I look up at the night sky. The stars were bright.
'Another vision my dear?' Galadriel's voice filled my head. I closed my eyes.
'One of Thorin and I on a battlefield surrounded by dead bodies and us close to death.' I said, showing her the vision.
'Thorin's death doesn't have to save them. You need to embrace the gift that you were given since you were a child, Everlasting star. (AN: She's like Arwen. Everlasting Star is more healing and bonding souls. Including another gift, but I'm going to surprise you with that. It's the only thing I could think of to save Thorin. I might give you a preview.)
'I'm not ready Grandmother.' I said.
'You will when the time comes. Be safe, my granddaughter.' Galadriel said. I watched the sun rise and heard movement below me.
"Rina?" Thorin called.
"Up in the tree. I'll be right down." I called. I jumped down and landed with ease.
"You alright? You look like you haven't slept." Thorin said.
"I haven't been sleeping well with memories of my parents deaths." I said, not wanting to tell him of what I saw. Not yet.
"Alright. I won't pressure, but you need rest." Thorin said.
"I'll be fine. Let's go." I said.
It wasn't till later that night we reached the Shire. Thorin got us lost almost twice.
"None of these doors are marked." Thorin let out a growl as he spoke. I heard music and singing.
"This way." I said, heading in the direction. We found the one that was marked as the music stopped. Thorin knocked on the door three times.
"He is here." A familiar voice said. I recognized it as Gandalfs.
AN: And I leave you there. Hope you enjoyed. Let me know if you would like a preview of part of the last story of the three I plan to write. It would be for the third movie. :) Reviews are much appreciated.