The Dwarf's Hobbit
I only own Belinda. Her Rivendell outfit is on DeviantArt. THIS IS IMPORTANT! At the moment, I have writer's block. I'm having them stay for a while, hence Belinda's injury. I figured it'd be a great time for some Belidna/Thorin bonding, but the thing is, I have no idea what to write next. I'm offering a spot for a co-writer. The job of a co-writer (for me at least) is to help me when I'm stuck, like this. The person with the best idea for bonding time will be my co-writer.
"Sindarin or Quenya, as I do not know which language they used in Rivendell"
"Khuzdul"
Ch.9
The company walks across a bridge, entering Rivendell Fili and Kili carefully helping the injured Belinda. A few elves are strolling about. Belinda looks around in awe, while the dwarves seem uneasy. A dark haired elf walks down a flight of steps and greets them.
"Mithrandir" he greets Gandalf, using his Elven name.
"Ah, Lindir!" Gandalf greets.
As the two greet one another, the dwarves murmur amongst themselves in distrust. Thorin whispers to Dwalin, "Stay sharp."
"We heard you had crossed into the Valley" Lindir says
"I must speak with Lord Elrond" Gandalf says.
"My Lord Elrond is not here" Lindir informs.
"Not here? Where is he?" Gandalf asks.
Suddenly, the elvish horns from earlier are heard again. The company turns around and see a group of armed horsemen approaching the bridge at a rapid rate.
"Ready weapons!" Thorin orders, "Hold ranks!"
The dwarves bunch up together, circling around Belinda in an effort to protect her. The mounted elves arrive and ride in circles around the dwarves. Eventually, they stop, and one elf, Elrond, separates himself from the others.
"Gandalf" he greets. Said wizard bows gracefully.
"Lord Elrond. My friend! Where have you been?" Gandalf asks.
"We've been hunting a pack of Orcs that came up from the south. We slew a number near the Hidden Pass." Elrond dismounts from his horse and hugs Gandalf. "Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders. Something, or someone, has drawn them near." He holds up an Orc sword and shows it to everyone, then hands it to Lindir.
"Ah, that may have been us."
Thorin walks forward and Elrond looks upon him with recognition.
"Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain" he greets.
"I do not believe we have met" he says.
"You have your grandfather's bearing. I knew Thror when he ruled under the mountain" Elrond explains.
"Indeed. He made no mention of you" Thorin insults.
Ignoring the insult, Elrond turns to the dwarves, "LIght the fires, bring forth the wine. We must feed our guests."
The dwarves, not understanding their language, grow bellicose and grip their weapons.
"What is he saying? Did he offer us insult?" Gloin asks, insulted.
"No, Master Gloin, he is offering you food" Gandalf says, exasperated.
The dwarves discuss with one another quickly. They turn back to Elrond and Gloin answers, "Ah well, in that case, lead on."
Elrond notices Belinda's injury and calls forth someone to take her. Fili and Kili move her away and Elrond says, gently, "She is injured. Let us heal her."
The brothers reluctantly let the elves lead Belinda away, and Thorin frowns, watching them leave. Gandalf has a twinkle in his eye, noticing the dwarf king's behavior.
A few minutes later, and Belinda is sitting on a bed, with her ankle, as well as her foot and leg, bandaged. An elf had given her some sort of herb that dulled the pain and sped up the healing process, so she could limp on it. She just couldn't do much of anything else.
A beautiful brown haired elf maiden that resembled Lord Elrond, walks in and smiles at the hobbit, "Hello. I am Arwen, Daughter of Lord Elrond."
"I'm Belinda" said hobbit smiles back.
"I heard you hurt yourself while traveling" Arwen says, sitting in a chair next to the bed.
"Yeah, Gandalf believes I sprained my ankle" Belinda says, a bit embarrassed.
"You would not mind if I took a look at it, would you?" Arwen asks, politely.
"Of course not" Belinda says, shaking her head. Arwen examines the hobbit's ankle, gently touching it. She stops when she notices Belinda wince.
"Yes, I do believe Mithrandir was correct. You have sprained your ankle, a bit badly as well. You will have to stay for around 2 weeks, before you start traveling again" Arwen informs her. Belinda sighs.
"Great. Another reason for Thorin to hate me" she groans.
"You think he hates you?" Arwen asks in slight surprise.
"Isn't it obvious that he does?"
"His feeling are a bit obvious, but they do not imply that he hates you" Arwen says, smiling at her obliviousness.
"I don't get it" Belinda says, tipping her head a bit. Arwen laughs silently.
"Do not worry. You will understand someday" Arwen says.
"Understand what?" Belinda asks, as Arwen starts to leave.
"You will understand that he has feelings for you" Arwen says in her native tongue, leaving poor Belinda confused, "I will get you some new clothes, so the seamstresses can take care of your travel clothes."
"Wait! What did you just say?!" Belinda calls after her, but Arwen laughs. "...Well that was interesting."
"This feels nice" Belinda sighs happily, taking the first bath she's had in a while. She starts to scrub her hair, washing out the dirt and grime. She also carefully washes the hair on her feet, like all hobbits do.
"I found an old dress of mine that should fit you" Arwen says, setting out a pretty dress in Belinda's size.
It was sky blue with a golden belt that had a dark blue jewel in the middle of it. The collar, along with the tips of the sleeves, were the same color as the belt. Thankfully, the elf knew that hobbits don't wear shoes.
Once Belinda was dressed, Arwen helped her with her hair. The elf maiden gave Belinda a silver circlet to wear around her forehead and a rose ribbon to wear in her hair.
"The Dwarf King will be stunned when he sees you" Arwen says kindly.
"Once again, I have no idea what you said, but I'm going to say it was a compliment" Belinda says.
"It was" Arwen chuckles. "Well, I do believe you are ready to meet with the rest of your company."
"They are going to tease me endlessly" Belinda mutters.
"Not if they are speechless" Arwen says, helping Belinda up. Arwen walks the hobbit to the courtyard with all the other dwarves, making sure she doesn't injure herself further. Thorin and Gandalf are not with them.
"Hello Company of Thorin Oakenshield. I present to you, Belinda Baggins" Arwen says. The dwarves look over at the two women and their eyes widen at the sight of their burglar.
"Hi" Belinda says, uncertainly. Most of them regain their composure and just smile or nod.
Fili and Kili snap out of their trance last, and then smile at her charmingly.
"You look beautiful Ms. Boggins" Kili says.
Belinda sighs, not even bothering to correct him. Arwen looks amused.
"Well, I have to meet up with my father. It was very nice meeting you Belinda, and I hope we can speak again during your time here" Arwen says.
"Of course" Belinda nods, smiling.
"Good day to you all" Arwen says, walking back inside.
"So...Where are Gandalf and Thorin?" Belinda asks, "I want to talk to Gandalf about something."
"They are inside somewhere. I'm pretty sure they're in the library" Fili says, eyeing Belinda up and down with a grin.
"Ok. I'll see you later then" Belinda limps inside, carefully.
The two brothers watch her leave, and Dwalin smacks their heads.
"Ow!" Fili exclaims.
"What was that for?!" Kil asks.
"It's improper to stare at a lady. Especially Ms. Baggins, for a reason you both should know" Balin says, giving them a look, and the two smile innocently.