Faedra was sleeping soundly in her bed, until she heard the creaking of her door being opened. She heard quiet murmuring, but couldn't make out what they were saying nor whose voices they belonged to. Being a light sleeper, she slowly reached under her pillow where a dagger was hidden. Keeping her eyes shut, she tightened her grip around the hilt and waited for the sound of footsteps to reach closer towards her bed.

She could feel a presence hover over her and she acted. She sprang from the bed, leaping at the intruder. She rolled with the person for a little bit, until she came out on top with a dagger to its throat. She saw Kili's innocent brown eyes staring up at her pale complexion. She looked towards the doorway and found the rest of the dwarves huddled in the doorway, all except Balin and Thorin.

Looking back down at Kili, she growled, "You all better have a good reason for this."

"Well you see miss Faedra," She heard Bofur start, "We were wondering if you could help us with something."

Faedra lifted herself off Kili and turned towards Bofur.

"Well," She said, "Spit it out."

"We were hopin' ye wouldn't mind helpin' us get some decent food," Dwalin said.

Faedra let out a sigh of frustration, but she knew the dwarves wouldn't leave her in peace until she helped them.

She looked down at Kili and asked, "Seriously? You couldn't have done this earlier?"

Kili was still on the ground looking her up and down with a smug smile. She wore a silky purple nightgown that formed a V at her chest. Spaghetti straps were around her shoulders and her black hair reaching to her midback. She rolled her eyes and grabbed a white shawl that reached down to her knees and the sleeves to her elbows.

She stormed out of her room and down the hall. The dwarves followed quietly, but Faedra stopped in her tracks, making them run head first into her.

"It's best you all don't come with me," She said, facing the dwarves.

They nodded and scurried back to their sleeping area. Faedra kept walking, taking many twists and turns before reaching her destination. On her way she cursed in elvish about how angry she was at the dwarves for waking her. She marched into the empty kitchen, not bothering to be quiet. She grabbed a giant wicker basket and started to fill it with plates, cups, bread, meat, wine, and vegetables. She balance the basket against her hip with one hand holding it and the other filling it.

After it was finally filled she walked out quickly, as she could hear footsteps coming closer towards the kitchen. She approached the dwarves and slammed the basket on the table. They jumped a little before quickly started to pick through it muttering her a thanks. Tara stood on her balcony and noticed Faedra storming through Rivendell.

Oh no was all Tara could think.

She walked out of her bedroom and down to the room Faedra exit. She knocked on it lightly and Kili opened the door. He was holding a pipe in one hand and a piece of bread was in between his teeth. Tara scowled at him, her hands on her hips. Without asking she stormed into the room and the dwarves just looked at her confused.

"Did you wake up my sister?" She asked.

The dwarves were quiet for a bit and just looked at one another.

"Um...yes?" Fili said, though it sounded more like a question than an answer.

"What are you dwarves, stupid?" Tara asked, slapping the closest dwarf's head, Bofur.

Tara then looked around the messy room and then at the fire in the middle. Her eyes caught a basket full of food, plates, cups, and wine. She face palmed herself as she should have known why they would wake Faedra.

"You woke her up," Tara said calmly before yelling, "FOR FOOD!"

"Why do you care so much?" Fili asked.

"If there is one thing everyone should learn," Tara said, "Is to not wake Faedra. She sent my brother into the infirmary once."

Kili looked at her, his eyes wide, because he could have ended up in the infirmary or worse.

"From now on," Tara said, "If you need something this late at night, come to me instead. You have a better chance at not getting your throat sliced."

She turned and head towards the door before turned back around, "Oh and as a warning, Faedra is going to be in a bad mood for awhile so watch your backs."

With that she shut the door, leaving the dwarves silent. As Tara walked back towards her room, she heard a very faint sound of hoofbeats and ran towards the entrance. She ran down the steps where some elven guards were mounted on their horses.

The leader had on golden armor and a green cape. His silver sword hung by his side and his bow and quiver was slung over his shoulder. He had long orange hair with the front pulled back into a fishtail. He wore no helmet like the rest of the group and he smiled when he saw Tara approaching. He dismounted his steed and went to greet Tara.

"Tara good news," The elf spoke, "I found all the herbs you had asked for."

He handed her a big brown bag that was obviously packed with herbs.

"Great," Tara said, grabbing the bag, "Now I have good news and bad news. Which do you wish to hear first?"

"I could use some good news right now," He said, walking up the steps.

Tara followed and said, "Faedra is here."

The elf stopped and turned towards her, a smile spread on his face.

The smile quickly faltered and he spoke, "I have a feeling she's not here for us."

"No," Tara said, "She brought some company."

Tara explained to him everything she knew, to the start they arrived in Rivendell to the part where they awoke Faedra.

The elf listened quietly before finally speaking, "They woke up Faedra?"

"Stupid, right?" Tara said.

"More like a death sentence," said the elf.

She noticed the elf look up at the foyer and found a couple of the dwarves staring down at them. Tara grabbed the elf's arm and moved him forward, ignoring the odd stares.

"That's her company?" He asked, "Dwarves?"

"From what I heard," Tara said, "They are taking back their homeland."

The elf looked at her, his eyes wide from fear. Tara noticed his discomfort and figured now was a good time to leave before he started ranting about how he thought it was a bad idea.

"I think I'll retire for the night," Tara said, giving the elf a hug and kiss on the cheek.

He had to bend down a little so that she could actually reach his face. She hated being a small elf sometime, but it did have its quirks every now and then. As she headed back towards her bedchambers a young dwarf stopped her at her bedroom door. He was leaning against the wall across from the door, his arms crossed.

"So," He said, "You and the elf?"

By the sound of his voice it sounded like Kili.

"Actually," Tara said, trying not to gag, "He's my brother, Faren, and why should you care so much?"

"I don't," Kili said to quickly.

Tara raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

"Wow," Kili said, "You almost look exactly like Faedra, minus the hair color."

Tara just rolled her eyes and asked, "Is there a reason why you're here?"

"Maybe I wanted to see you," Kili said, stepping into the light.

Tara scoffed, "Right and before I know it I'll be in your bed."

Kili put his hand it his chin, "Well that would definitely be a start."

Tara couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was pretty sure the sarcasm in her voice was enough to let him no she's not interested in...him.

"Oh in your dreams," Tara spat.

"Ok but you don't know what you're missing out on," Kili said.

He was so close to her now that she could feel his breathe. She didn't want to act like a coward and back away, so she stood her ground.

"Well you certainly are a dwarf with a terrible mind."

Kili just chuckled and he asked, "Why are you so much smaller than the rest of the elves?"

"Who said small elves didn't exist?" Tara asked.

"I guess you have a point."

Tara couldn't help but smile.

"You should do that more often," Kili said.

"What?"

"Smile. You look good when you smile."

She continued staring into Kili's eyes. She could see mischief, happiness, and love, but there was also sadness, anger, and hurt.

"I think I'll make that my lifetime goal," Kili said with a smile.

Tara just looked at him confused.

"To make you smile more often."

Tara again rolled her eyes, "Yeah you go ahead and do that. As for me, my goal at the moment is to get some sleep, so if you will excuse me."

She turned towards her door, opening it. She was about to shut it when Kili stopped her.

"Are you sure you'll be warm enough?"

Tara couldn't help but laugh at his question and shut the door gently. She pulled the covers to her chest and sleep took her immediately.