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It's nearly midnight and it seems as if almost the entire Rivendell has come to bid Azalea farewell - All of the women are crying, and even some of the men. Most of them doesn't think she will ever return, but how can she blame them? It's a risky and dangerous quest she has joined in on. But personally she isn't that frightened, she's more exited about actually getting out in the world; she have been stuck in Rivendell all of her life, or at least as long as she can remember, but she has learned alot from books and by by passers.

As Azalea bid her family goodbye, she silently thanks Elledan for lending her some dark-reddish-brown trousers which fit her perfectly as he has very nice and full, but also pretty long legs and not to mention her nicely shaped buttocks; it would probably not be very comfortable, but rather unpractical to ride for days in a gown, and not to mention fighting - which Elledan and Elrohir have taught her for years, so she is fully capable of defending herself if necessary.

As Azalea get on her horse she flashes a smile to the people of Rivendell and say her last "farewell" and with that she and Gandalf takes off heading for The Shire.

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In a couple of peaceful days they're in The Shire and headed for some lad called Bilbo Baggins house, because apparently that is where the company is gathered. When Gandalf and Azalea is arrived a angry little Hobbit opened the door for them. He didn't seem that excited about having dwarves in his house, and he glares angrily at Gandalf for a while, but Gandalf just chuckles at him and finds a seat. Azalea and Bilbo remains in the door entry, staring at each other; non of them have ever seen the other kind before, or at least not this close.

"Hello, my name is Azalea daughter of Elros Tar-Minyatur, and you are Mr. Baggins I assume?" Azalea smiles at him and shakes his hand as he smiles back at her.

"Oh, just call me Bilbo, and welcome to The Shire. Please let me hang your jacket over there" Bilbo says as he reaches for her coat which she now holds in her hand.

"Thank you, Bilbo." She gives him her coat and head for the living room where she is greeted by a bunch of Dwarves who are throwing dinner plates and what not through the air. And some of them even played a patty-cake kind of game with the forks and knives. And all of a sudden an even more pissed off Bilbo appears beside her.

"No, no, NO! Don't do that ! Be careful with that ! That's my mothers.. STOP IT! You'll blunt them!" Poor little Bilbo runs around in the room and tries to make the dwarfs stop throwing things around, but it is of no use.

"Ye' hear that lads? He says we'll blunt the knifes." A dwarf with a funny hat says. And all of a sudden everything goes crazy and the dwarves sings a really catchy song:

Blunt the knives and bend the forks!

Smash the bottles and burn the corks!

Chip the glasses and crack the plates!

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!

Cut the cloth and trail the fat!

Leave the bones on the bedroom mat!

Pour the milk on the pantry floor!

Splash the wine on every door!

Dump the crocks in a boiling bowl;

Pound them up with a thumping pole;

And when you've finished, if they are whole,

Send them down the hall to roll!

That's what Bilbo Baggins hates!

Azalea try not to laugh in an attempt to not hurt poor Bilbo's feelings even more, but the dwarves are just too funny so she giggles heartily, but are interrupted with three powerful knocks on the door, every one is now silent.

"He's here." Gandalf says.

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You cannot say that Thorin was overwhelmed when he heard that Azalea was coming with them. Firstly; she's a woman. Secondly; she's an elf. Thorin despises elves, and in his eyes women have nothing to do in a quest like this, or any quest at all for that matter. Gandalf didn't tell him what Azaleas secondary quest is, since it would obviously do no good.

The other dwarves wasn't that eager to get to know her at first either, but Azalea have already befriended all of them by listening to all of their stories and such. Dwarves are actually really friendly and understanding, Azalea thought while she yawns.

"You look tired Azalea, would you like to borrow a bedchamber? I have a spare one." Bilbo asks.

"I'm good, let Gandalf have the bedchamber, I can sleep on the floor" Azalea says.

"That is not necessary, I'm used to sleep pretty much everywhere" Gandalf get interrupted by Azalea

"No, you listen to me. I can sleep on the floor, it's okay. I need to get used to sleep everywhere too, and besides; Bilbos floor isn't that bad." Azalea says while laughing then she demonstratively rises from her chair and goes to the corner of the room and sits down on the floor, resting her back against the wall.

"Good night, gentlemen" She then says.

Everyone in the room chuckles at her sarcastic and over dramatic attitude, everyone except Thorin who just stares at her. But his stare isn't meant to be rude, that she understands. It looks more... Admiring? That's wierd, the thought, and with that she actually fell asleep, she was probably more tired than she expected.

Thanks for reading. Please review! And also, I think it is going to be tiny lemon in the next chapter. See you there !