Chapter 4; The Meeting
There was a loud knock at the door, a thunderous boom that caused our tiny bonnie lass Clover to jump,
"He's here" Gandalf spoke and her brother got up and made his way stomping to the door followed quickly by all the dwarves.
"Who's here?" she spoke softly to Gandalf, that gleam was back in her eye again, a Took's look. Gandalf didn't reply but winked his old twinkling eyes. She scowled up at the big wizard. "Fine, Keep your secrets" she huffed and followed the grey figure through the dwarf crowd, sneaking through till she ended up by Dwalin. They seemed to connect the tall warrior and the tiny curious hobbit lady. She was quite fond of him, 'all he needs is a hug' Clover thought and smiled sweetly up at the big warrior.
There on the front porch was a very handsome noble looking dwarf. He stood tall with his head held up high with kingly air surrounding him. All of the dwarves then bowed their heads in a greeting. Dwalin placed an armoured hand on her shoulder and gave it a playful squeeze as some kind of comfort. She fiddled with the bottom of her skirt while staring wide eyed up at the majestic dwarf.
He was tall and broad for her to look at with long raven hair that fell around his head framing him even more, with hints of silver running through the mane. She eyes were wandering about his handsome face until the dwarf spoke.
"… I at least lost my way twice" She giggled 'Men and directions' it was only the firm hand of Dwalin that was stopping her for laughing out loud. The noble dwarf took off his coat and hug it up, leaving Bilbo at the door wide eyed, And our Clover star-struck at the attractive dwarf.
"There is no mark on that door! It was painted a week ago!" Bilbo fumed, and she swallowed looking between Bilbo and their guest? Should she call him that?
"so… this is the hobbit" his deep voice spoke automatically looking at Bilbo sizing him up and down, as a predator would with its prey .
"Ah! Bilbo Baggins allow me to introduce Thorin Oakenshield, the leader of our company" Gandalf butted in trying to reduce the tension, however failing.
"Tell me hobbit, have you had much practise fighting? Axe or sword? That is your weapon of choice?" Bilbo swallowed the sudden courage he had was now gone,
"I have some skill with conkers if you must know, but I don't see why that is important" he huffed. Thorin smirked "as I thought" he paused and turned "he's more of a grocer then a burglar" causing all the dwarfs to chuckle.
Clover saw red, "how dare you" she hissed stepping forward still with Dwalin's hand on her shoulder, and Thorin's eyebrow rose,
"And who's this, Gandalf?" Thorin spoke looking down at the pretty lass, her outburst had surprised him he'll give her that,
"Ah! Clover be nice" Gandalf whispered with a soft smile, she shot him a look, and then turned back to the king under the mountain,
"you are in my home, 'sir'" she hissed out through gritted teeth, She was getting close to slapping the so called 'king' around the head and telling him to go back outside and knock again. 'And even then' she fumed in her head 'I would slap him!'. Clover let out a deep breath to try at least calm herself a bit and then continued. "I at least expected, you the king under the mountain to show some type of respect to your hosts wither you were expected or not" She finished her little rant and a small smile placed its self on Thorin's lips,
"My apologies, my lady," he spoke with a deep rumbling voice causing her to shiver and step back into Dwalin again and Dwalin smiled down at the little spite, "maybe you should at least introduce yourself to your quest?" Thorin smirked again, 'oh you little...' Clover fumed again inside herself, mentally smacking her head against a wall. Her mouth opened then closed and then she frowned, glaring at Thorin and stood forward again with a little bow.
"Clover Baggins, Bilbo's younger sister at your service" she looked up at him with big doe like eyes, and then something inside Thorin's heart melted, and his soft smile on his face was quickly replaced with a noble blank expression.
"A pleasure Miss Baggins" he murmured and then walked through into the kitchen with his company leaving Bilbo and Clover together looking at each other with the same look of, 'Rude' and 'what on middle-earth?!'.
Thorin sat down head of the table and slowly ate his stew that Clover put down in front of him, still mind you glaring at him while doing so. Thorin rolled his eyes and began to talk to Balin, however his eyes kept glancing at her ever so often. She was sat next to Dwalin and smiling up at the warrior talking about something and throwing her arms all about the place while doing so.
That's when Thorin knew, this lass was his One, she then looked at Thorin her eyes sparkling with curiosity and mirth as her cheeks redden and she looked down at the table attempting to hide that she was caught staring at the king. Well what can she say, hobbits don't have beards. 'yes, that's it hobbits don't have beards' She coughed and suddenly found an very interesting mark on the table and tried to rub it off. She turned to playfully glare at Dwalin, 'yep it must have been him' she thought to herself as an distraction and Thorin felt the last part of him snap… and he was hers.
Gandalf saw the whole ordeal and hmmed again to himself well friendship he knew would happened but that from Thorin and Clover was something else, something more. 'well, well' his lips smirked around his pipe to himself, 'I hope I'm invited to the wedding'.
"What are you smirking at wizard?" Clover asked the old man, with her arms crossed over her chest playfully.
"oh, nothing my dear, nothing" Gandalf smiled and watched the hobbit nod and glance at Thorin yet again, 'oh, nothing… Yet'.
Author's note; What ya think? i'm still not sure! i really wanted a i don't want to be attracted to him/her but i am! type of thingy.. . Also I would like to thankyou for your patience and the following and faving! it always makes my day! (sorry for my grammar, gosh its bad.. ^-^;;) THANKS FOR READING! read again if you want! ;)