Not being able to bare all the stares I was getting any longer, I ran off of the terrace in through the palace until I made my way back into the garden which I had first came through. I stumbled towards a weeping willow which was planted by the edge of a calm stream and sat at its trunk and began to cry. It felt nice to be covered my these branches. They acted as the sort of blanket that hid me from the rest of the world and all of the heart breaking things with it. But as much as I didn't want to leave, I wanted to go up to Fili and confess this new found love towards him. And even though he had hurt me, I still felt the same way as I had before.
"Banon?" I heard Bilbo call. "I know you're out here somewhere."
"Over here," I squeaked from underneath the tree, knowing that he wouldn't bring any harm to me. The hobbit found his way through the branches and sat down next to me.
"How's your cheek?" He asked gesturing to the swollen bruise.
I shrugged. "It will heal."
Those grey eyes of his narrowed, as if they were analyzing me. "Why aren't you blaming Fili for his actions, Banon? He was in the wrong for doing what he did to you, and yet you still aren't mad."
I shook my head."I am mad, Bilbo. I am mad at myself."
"And why is that?"
A sigh escaped my lips. "I am mad at myself because I let myself get enchanted by a spell that can never be fully broken."
The hobbit gave me a confused look.
"And that spell is called love, bilbo. And now my love is with some skanky elf."
"That's not the Fili we know," he assured taking hold of both of my hands in a friendly manner. "Fili never in his rightmind would have...
done that with an elf. You should heard all the curses he said to their race as we entered Rivendell."
I laughed lamely. "I guess you're right about that..."
After Banon amd Bilbo had their talk under the weeping willow, Banon headed bak to her room to get rest while Bilbo went to Kili's room in hope for a favor.
"What is it you want, Bilbo?" Kili asked, still a little tipsy from his drinks from earlier.
"I was wanting to know if your brother has displayed any sort of liking towards Banon." The hobbit replied rather loudly.
The dark haired dwarf looked up and down the empty hallway before pulling Bilbo into his room. "Why do you ask that?"
Bilbo shrugged and sat down in a wooden chair."Banon believes that she is in love with him."
A smile grew on Kili's face. "He actually has been talking about her a lot. If I didn't know any better, I would say he is in love with her as well."
"Once Fili sobers up, you should take him to Banon's room to apologize," Bilbo suggested.
"Why is that?"
Bilbo rolled his eyes. "Well for starters he did slap her across the face and pushed her down. He also broke her heart, and if you believe he loves her as you say he does, then he should also feel guilty about doing that thing with the elf and want to apologize."
"I don't see any harm in apologizing," Kili agreed.
The two then headed to bed and waited until morning when Fili would hopefully be sober.
Once I woke up from a well needed sleep I went to the bathroom and brushed my hair. I noticed that there were clothes already laid out for me. They were similiar to the clothes I came in, with the exception of them not being bloody and torn, of course. After I was fully dressed I heard the door creak open.
"Why did you take me in here?" I heard Fili's voice ask and my heart sped up, but soon fell as it recalled what had happened last night.
"You'll see," Kili said.
I decided to walk into the bedroom . "Hello Kili," I greeted ignoring Fili, though it pained me to do so.
Kili smiled and Fili walked up to me and stroked my left cheek, "It's you," He said.
I flinched away partially out of pain, for he had touched the bruise he had made the night before, and partially out of disgust. "I would appreciate it if you didn't touch me."
Kili snickered and Fili slowly put his had to his side, "But I was told you loved me."
I sent a glare towards Kili and rolled my eyes."Well I guess you have been misinformed."
"But, I love you." he said shyly starring at me deeply with those beautiful teal eyes. No! I needed to be angry with him, and I can't do that by admiring him.
"So you decided to have a go with an elf instead? And you wonder why I don't want your hands touching me, it's because they've been all over another woman's body."
"Banon" he said starring at me with those tear filled, teal eyes. "I was weak. I let my emotions get the best of me. When Gandalf sent you away, I thought you were going to die."
"And what of when you found out I was alive?" I asked not getting a response out of the blond dwarf. "That is what I thought."
"You're just afraid," he muttered.
"Afraid of what?" I asked, my eyes narrowing at this dwarf who was trying to asess me.
"You are afraid of letting people into your life. It's probably because your parents didn't want you and left you with a bunch of humans- isn't it. You grew up around these people to watch them whither and die. That is why you are quick to mistrust and slow to forgive, Banon." He shouted.
Anger bubbled up inside of me. "That is not the reason my parents had left me, Fili Oakenshield! My mother and father had left me to a trusted human family because there was word that evil forces were growing in their lamds. I would have been a likely target so they put me where the enemy would least expect. So now you know why I don't trust you anymore! Now you know why I will never forgive you!"
"Banon I'm-"
"No!" I shouted, lighting my hands on fire. "Leave me before I light your stupid, braided hair on fire!"
The blond dwarf took a dew steps back before hurrying out of the room. Once he was gone I ran to my bed and started to cry. I felt the bed sink beside me and someone start to rub my back.
"I know you love him," Kili said stroking my hair.
"I do," I said into a pillow.
"You know, he love you back," he said causing me to sit up, his dark eyes were sincere.
"How do you know?"
Kili held my hands the same way Bilbo had yesterday. "All of my life Fili has been looking out for me. He has turned down many women so he could make sure I was safe- that was his excuse, at least. With you he doesn't deny his feelings, but tries to pursue them. If he truly doesn't care, he wouldn't have tried to apologize."
I rubbed my blotchy eyes. "It doesn't matter anymore, I ruined my chances by accusing him and shouting."
"No you didn't. My brother will see his fault and will eventually be talking to you again."
A small smile crept onto my lips. "Thank you Kili."
He returned the smile. "Anytime, Banon."
