Third Person POV
The three women stared at each other. Kyra was starting to see black spots as her vision started to blur. Sara wasn't fairing any better and felt nauseated. Emma had gone even paler in the face and her knees began to buckle.
Bilbo, being the ever observant hobbit that he is known to be, visibly saw each of the three women go pale in the face and their stance sway slightly. He tugged on Gandalf's robe hard and gave a pointed look at the girls. Gandalf looked at the women with shock, then he noticed just who was standing behind the women.
"Thorin, Fili, Kili," he commanded their attention. As soon as he had each of their attention, he simply stated with a slight smirk, "catch."
The three dwarves looked confused by this vague statement. It was only when the three women began to fall did they catch on. Thorin swiftly reached out and caught Sara in his arms. Fili caught Kyra not a moment too soon and Kili quickly caught Emma. They each looked at each other, then down at the women in their arms, and finally glance up at Gandalf.
"Perhaps we should lay them somewhere comfortable until they come back into consciousness," Gandalf said with a slight nod. "Bilbo," the hobbit stepped forward at his name being called. "Bilbo, my good fellow, if you would be so kind as to go inspect the rooms and see which one belongs to which of the girls. I'm sure a bed would be more comfortable than the floor."
Bilbo nodded his consent and rushed in front of the three dwarves to inspect which room belonged to whom. Thorin, Fili, and Kili swiftly lifted the women up-bridal style-and taking care not to jostle the women, followed the hobbit. At the first room Bilbo came out and nodded to Kili, "This is Emma's room." Kili nodded his thanks and proceeded into the room. The next room down the hall, Fili learned, was Kyra's room. Thorin waved off Bilbo's help and tried to figure out with of the last three rooms could be Sara's.
Kili
When Kili first entered Emma's room he was in such a state of shock, he merely stood in the middle of the room taking it all in. Wow! Absolutely amazing! There were paintings and sketchings littering the walls. Beautiful sceneries and portraits lined the walls, paintbrushes, canvases, and other artist devices were sitting atop an ornate desk in front of her window. He noticed an array of portraits along her desk. Some of them had just Emma in them and others had her along with other people, mostly Kyra and Sara. He then noticed the large bed against the far wall and with great care, gently laid Emma down upon the sheets. She gave a contented sigh and a slight smile graced her delicate face. He smiled to himself and took a minute to really looked at her. She's so beautiful. He remembered her face after he had winked at her, he initially had been attracted to her. It's her eyes, they're so enticing. Her eyes were of a blue/green color, ones he had never seen before, and he had felt something flair up inside of him. Maybe she felt it too, she is a shy little thing. He chuckled quietly to himself. As he looked at her now he noticed her delicate facial features. Her small nose, full pink lips, and beautiful golden hair. He noticed a loose strand of hair on Emma's cheek and gently tucked it behind her right ear. Emma gave a small sigh and then shivered. He quickly found a blanket at the end of the bed and pulled it up around Emma. She immediately snuggled into the warmth and Kili then made a move that even surprised him. He leant down and gave a chaste kiss on Emma's cheek and hurriedly made his way out of the door; a slight flush to his cheeks and a big grin.
Fili
Upon entering Kyra's room, Fili was in awe of the displays of weaponry upon her shelves. There were small knives and hunting daggers arranged in a beautiful manner. Each of them looked as though they were polished each night with care. A beautiful dark bow and matching arrows were on display. The fletchings were a deep crimson coloring. What really caught Fili's eye were the slim twin swords near the bed. They were not wide blades, but very long. The hilts were black with gold crossings around them. She probably just collects them, I highly doubt she knows how to properly use them. Next to the weapons display was a portrait of Kyra with an elderly man. The man in the portrait looked like he had seen many battles but still managed a slight smile. However, it was Kyra that truly attracted Fili's gaze. She was wearing a beautiful blue gown that accented her eye color and her light brown hair was cascading down in ringlets. She had a beautiful smile on her delicate face and a light to her eyes. Beautiful. So that's what she looks like smiling. I've only seen her glare or scowl. A light moan came from Kyra and Fili carefully laid her down upon her bed. He proceeded to cover her form with a blanket and Kyra immediately snuggled deeply into her pillows. A sigh escaped her full pink lips and Fili chuckled to himself. From the moment he saw her, Fili had been somewhat attracted to her. He liked her protective nature towards her friends how she had tried to protect Emma, who seemed younger than herself. It reminded him of his relationship with his brother. She looks so peaceful sleeping. He leant down and kissed her cheek, Mahal, why did I just do that? In a confused state he hurried out of the room and went to seek out his brother and Uncle.
Thorin
Where in Mahal's name in her room!? He had just closed a second door in frustration. The first room he opened was a large library of sorts and now he had just opened the one leading to the washroom. Perhaps I shouldn't have sent the Hobbit off without having him check those rooms first. Thorin could not believe the bad luck that had come his way. Gandalf's revelation that they had been transported to another world worried Thorin to no end. Thorin looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms and thought to himself I suppose there are worse places we could have ended up in. She was beautiful and he had felt his breath slip away when he first saw her, but he had to keep his guard up. He heard Sara gave a deep sigh and he tried his luck with the last remaining door. Finally! Thorin walked to her bed on the far side of the room. He covered her with a warm blanket and turned about the room. He noticed many books piled upon her desk along with several pieces parchment. A large bookshelf against the opposite wall and many, many more books were packed onto it. Quite the scholar. Then he noticed a small shelf that held several statues of horses or riders on horses. Upon closer inspection he could make out her name engraved on all of them followed by the number one. Next to these was a portrait of Sara next to a beautiful black mare. So, she knows her way around horses does she? Thorin had to admit, he was quite impressed. Sara mumbled incoherently in her sleep and he made his way back over to the bedside. Her brow was furrowed and she gave a slight whimper. Thorin frowned to himself, must be a nightmare. She showed no fear in front of my men, I wonder what plagues her dreams. From what he had seen of her, she seemed fearless. He remembered when he had looked into her emerald green eyes and had felt a flame ignite within him. He didn't know why he did it, but he leant down and tucked a strand of raven hair behind Sara's left ear and then trailed his fingers across her delicate face. Sara smiled and sighed before rolling onto her other side. He smiled to himself, so beautiful. Mahal, what am I doing? I need to focus on my men and getting us back home. Thorin backed away out of the room and went to go find the wizard.
