Here is yet another short one for you lovelies to enjoy. I'm still not even sure if I like it that much but, meh, what can you do? I may write a much longer oneshot soon, I just have to boot my somewhat absent muse into action and write it.

Enjoy!


To Walk in Starlight


7. Warmth

The dark betrayed little of the room. It carved a discreet blanket around the figures entwined beneath thick furs, guarding their rest as a silent sentinel.

Kíli muttered something indecipherable as he shifted in his sleep. The sheets whispered in the darkness as he settled once again, burrowing closer to his beloved and snoring softly. Tauriel wrapped her arms more securely around his warmth, resting her chin atop his head as she gazed into the darkness.

She was so very loath to disturb his well-earned peace, but she would have to wake him soon if he were to make it back to his own chambers undetected. As much as it galled her, all the skulking around as though their bond was something to be hidden behind closed doors…she was not naïve.

They could not risk their relationship being exposed. Erebor had only just recovered, and there was unease lingering in the air, worrying whispers leaking through he cracks in the stone. Delivering such a blow would only harm Thorin's reign and subject her beloved prince to the same hostility she faced every day.

A fierce urge to protect him flared in her heart, a wildfire raging deep in her very being, untameable and eternal. Kíli sighed contentedly in his sleep as she pressed a desperate kiss to the top of his head.

No, she would not allow him to suffer their hate.


Hope you liked! :)