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(Vanya's P.O.V)

I returned to the room as Fili left for an important meeting with the council. I walked over to the bookshelf, grabbed a book and sat down in a chair. I cracked open the book and began reading, or well… at least trying to read. The book was written in Khuzdul, a language I haven't exactly learned just yet. A series of knocks caused me to look up from the book. I watched as Arwen entered the room and I placed the book on a nearby table.

"Arwen, good morning." I greeted as my aunt sat down in a chair across from me.

"Vanya, good morning to you as well." She greeted as she straightened out her dress.

"I wanted to ask you but I haven't found the time: why did grandfather come to the mountain?" I ask as Arwen shifts in her seat.

Council Meeting (Fili's P.O.V)

"Council of Durin, we are gathered to discuss the matter of the heir to the throne. As you all have heard, Prince Fili stepped down from the throne. As of late, his wife, Princess Vanya, is currently carrying his heir." Uncle informed the council. Gasps spread throughout the room as if a pregnancy was such a shocker.

"I don't believe the lad deserves the throne. If his wife is carrying his heir, she can carry elsewhere." Tilgur, a lord from the Iron Hills that was placed on the council upon Uncle's request, spoke. I stood, my chair shoved back against the stone as I slammed my hands upon the table.

"You don't talk about my wife in that tone!" I growled, making eye contact with Tilgur.

"Your wife is a she-elf, lad. She doesn't belong in the mountains with a wee dwarf-elf child that will never be accepted." Tilgur chuckled. I walked over to Tilgur, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him in the air.

"You. Don't. Talk. About. Vanya. EVER." I growled, punching him in the eye. I heard Thorin and Kili yell my name as I punched the lord square in the eye. I dropped the lord onto his feet and turned to see Thorin and Kili looking straight at me.

"Fili, I believe it'd be best if you leave." Thorin whispered. I nodded, turning and taking my leave. I left the room and made for my quarters.

Vanya's P.O.V

"Grandfather came upon seeing that I was with child?" I ask to make sure I was correct.

"Indeed."

"Why would he care about my pregnancy? He wasn't there when my mom died or when my firstborn died?" I growled.

The door burst open and Fili emerged, slamming the door behind him. He calmed upon seeing Arwen who stood.

"I shall take my leave but I will see you at dinner, my darling." She nodded before leaving. I watched as Fili paced the room, muttering under his breath.

"Fili, my love… sit down and tell me what is wrong." I told him. He complied, sitting down in the chair across from me and sighing.

"The Council doesn't believe I should have the throne because you are a she-elf carrying my heir."

"Mahal will strike them down sooner or later, my love." I smiled.

"What was your aunt Arwen doing in here?"

"Lord Elrond, my grandfather, came to see that I have a safe pregnancy. I simply told Arwen I didn't need him seeing that he wasn't there for me when mom died or when my firstborn died." I told him. I stood up, walked over to him and sat on his lap, gifting his lips with a soft kiss.

Tilgur's P.O.V

I returned to the room, placing the pack of ice on my right eye. 'Damn the prince and his whore of a wife!' I thought. I sat down at the desk and grabbed a quill and a piece of paper.

"Dear Bilgur,

I want you to assemble a small team of assassins and send them to Erebor as soon as possible. I have found our target.

Your brother,

Tilgur

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