The song is Shattered by Trading Yesterday. There is a beautiful Thilbo vid on youtube with that song. As I heard it the first time I was totally captured^^
Azra made it back to her room in no time. As she had closed the door behind her she leaned back against it and touched her lips which were still swollen from the kisses. She had thought that he hated her. And now...this...
Before Azra could manage a clear thought the door behind her opened and send her sprawling on the floor.
'Oh my goodness! I am sorry, Azra! What were you doing leaning on the door?' Dis helped her up. She was incredibly curious about last night, but she held herself back. Azra looked pale and confused.
'What happened?' Dis asked.
'I...I don´t know...' Azra felt her headache return. 'My head hurts.'
Dis slapped herself mentally. She should have known that Azra was not used to drink that much.
'Come with me, we´ll find you some water in the kitchen.' Arm in arm, they walked down and joined Bombur, Legolas and Gimli in the kitchen. Azra remembered that she had wanted to help out Bombur in the kitchen today and winced.
'Master Bombur, I am so sorry. I totally forgot.' she told him.
Bombur only smiled at her. 'Thats alright, I heard that you all had been drinking yesterday. Drink this.' He gave her a mug with a incognizable fluid. 'That´ll help the headache.'
'Todays young people, no stamina.' Gimli roared and patted Azra on the shoulder.
Azra only winced and and grabbed her head.
'Really, master Gimli. Keep down your voice!' Dis scolded him. 'You can tell that she is not feeling well.'
Azra looked up and caught the glances between Gimli and Dis. Looking at Legolas she could see that the elf was smiling lightly. It seemed that her friend had to tell her something herself.
'Who won the game?' Azra wanted to know. Both dwarves looked down to the floor and pointed at the elf. Despite her headache Azra had to laugh and for the first time in weeks she felt at home a tiny little bit.
Gandalf sat at the side of the table and looked at the king under the mountain who was musing on his seat at the head of the table. Thorin had been absent minded all morning and Gandalf wondered why. He decided to use the opportunity to talk about the diplomatic relations to the Easterlings.
'Lord Beran will come to Erebor after the meeting in Gondor.' Gandalf informed Thorin.
Thorin straightened. 'Who is Lord Beran?'
'Azras father.' Gandal told him. 'He wants to negociate peace between the kingdom of Erebor and his clan.'
'If he wanted peace he should not have fought us in the first place.' Thorin growled. 'Now that he lost the war he asks for peace.'
'He wants his daughter back.' Gandalf said quietly.
Azra. Thorin felt a twitch in his stomach as he remembered this morning.
'His daughter is my prisoner.' Thorin pressed out between clenched teeth. 'Lord Beran is welcome to negociate the terms of her release.'
Gandalf bowed and was more than surprised. That was a reaction he had not expected from Thorin.
'What about the other prisoners?' the wizard asked further.
'Are they from Azras clan?' Thorin wanted to know.
'No. None of them.' Gandalf had to admit. He waited for the outburst when Thorin would learn that more Easterling lords would show up at Erebor.
'So I suppose that their lords will come to Erebor and negociate their release, too?' Thorin asked quietly.
Gandalf nodded and saw Thorin take a deep breath. But there was no outburst.
'Taking sides with Sauron will cost them highly. They will neither receive mercy, nor forgiveness. They are welcome to negotiate peace, but they might not like the cost.' Thorin told the wizard.
Gandalf bowed his head in agreement. This was more cooperation from the dwarf king than he had ever awaited. He wondered what had softened the dwarf kings heart.
Dis and Azra sat in one of Dales beautiful gardens, enjoying the sun. They had brought a basket full of fruits and sweets and talked.
'There is nothing to tell...I was so drunk that I didn´t find my room. I woke up in your brothers bed. He told me that I showed up at his door at night and that he didn´t want me to spend the night in Erebors corridors. He slept in the armchair all night.' Azra told Dis and was unsure wether she should tell her the rest.
'Thats my brother how I know him.' Dis was relieved. 'Although he would not have let any woman sleep in his bed.' she cocked her head at her friend. 'Tell me, what happened after I had burst in?'
Azra sighed, there was now way out of it now. But she did not know how to begin. Dis saw her friend's hesitation and the color in her face and grinned. She could guess what had happened. Laughing she threw her arms around the young woman.
'I knew it!' Dis beamed. 'Did he kiss you? Or did you start it? Tell me everything!'
Azra was confused. 'How did you know?'
'Oh, come on! The way you two looked at each other and behaved in each others company. You blush everytime we talk about him!' Dis grinned. 'You two wanted each other you were just both too stubborn to realise that!'
'Well then. If you already know then there is nothing to tell.' Azra teased Dis before she continued. 'Thorin kissed me first. He was so gentle and considerate. I never expected him to be that way.'
Dis was surprised to hear that information. She had never heard of her brother being gentle, but passionate and rough. Azra seemed to wake unknown feelings in Thorin.
'Now its your turn.' Azra jerked Dis out of her thoughts. 'You and Gloins son seem more fond of each other.'
'Don´t even think about it.' Dis grumbled. 'That insufferable dwarf passed out way before me yesterday and started snoring. He almost woke up half the mountain.'
Azra laughed, she could picture it vividly.
'And still, you spend time with him.' Azra grinned as it was Dis turn to blush a little.
As they returned to Erebor Azra caught a glimpse of a blue tunic on the lookout over Erebors gate. She looked up and saw Thorin look down to his sister and her friends. Quickly she lowered her head. She had no idea how things would develop now. Thorin was the king of Erebor and she was a prisoner of war. There would never be more than...physical attraction. Azras heart sank in her chest as Dis sons arrived and greeted them. Kili was nice as always and even Fili looked at her with less mistrust in his bearded face.
'Do you care to join us for an ale before dinner?' Fili hugged his mother. Azra smirked as she saw Dis wince, but quickly made her way to the kitchen to help Bombur with the dinner preparations. She had neglected her duties for too long already.
As she arrived in the kitchen Bombur greeted her nervously.
'King Thorin has asked for a meal out of the Eastern cuisine. Do we have everything we need to prepare such a meal?' he asked.
Azra was taken back for a short while, but tried to concentrate on the nervous, fat dwarf. She took a look at the supplies and nodded. 'Don´t worry, master Bombur. We will fulfill the king's wish.'
Still wondering why the dwarf king wanted an Eastern meal Azra began to work. Bombur left the kitchen and Azra began to hum a song she remembered from home. Soon she sang quietly:
Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding.
Fall into your sunlight.
The future's open wide, beyond believing.
To know why, hope dies.
Losing what was found, a world so hollow.
Suspended in a compromise.
The silence of this sound, is soon to follow.
Somehow, sundown.
And finding answers.
Is forgetting all of the questions we called home.
Passing the graves of the unknown.
As reason clouds my eyes, with splendor fading.
Illusions of the sunlight.
And a reflection of a lie, will keep me waiting.
With love gone, for so long.
And this day's ending.
Is the proof of time killing, all the faith I know.
Knowing that faith, is all I hold.
And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand.
Why my heart is so broken, rejecting your love,
without, love gone wrong, lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know, is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start, take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run, I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain, wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains, and this war's not over.
There's a light, there's the sun, taking all shattered ones.
To the place we belong, and his love will conquer all.
Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding.
Fall into your sunlight.
Thorin was heading to the kitchen as he heard a female voice sing. Silently he opened the door to the kitchen and saw Azra preparing dinner while singing.
And I've lost who I am, and I can't understand.
Why my heart is so broken, rejecting your love,
without, love gone wrong, lifeless words carry on.
But I know, all I know, is that the end's beginning.
Who I am from the start, take me home to my heart.
Let me go and I will run, I will not be silent.
All this time spent in vain, wasted years, wasted gain.
All is lost, hope remains, and this war's not over.
There's a light, there's the sun, taking all shattered ones.
To the place we belong, and his love will conquer all.
Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding.
Fall into your sunlight.
Azras sad voice touched Thorins heart. Slowly he walked closer to Azra and made her jump as he touched her arm.
'Good Gods!' Azra relaxed as she saw that it was Thorin. She looked down and saw that she had accidentally cut herself in the index finger. She lifted the wound to her lips and sucked at it while looking at Thorin.
Thorin wanted to apologise for scaring her as she began sucking on her injured finger. That banal gesture aroused him and he scolded himself mentally for reacting like a dwarfling in his puberty.
'Forgive me.' he said with his deep voice, sending shivers down Azras back. He took her hand and saw that the cut in her finger had already stopped bleeding. He lifted her hand up to his lips and kissed the cut, then moved over to her palm. The butterflies in Azras stomach began transform into small, but powerful twisters. Azras hand cupped Thorins cheek as Dis came into the kitchen and disrupted the peaceful moment. Azra and Thorin backed away from each other, but Dis already grinned from one ear to the other.
'Good evening you two. I see you have made yourself comfortable?' she teased her brother.
Before Thorin could answer they heard a loud noise from the pantry. Azra excused herself and went looking if Bombur had any trouble. She was relieved to escape the kitchen before she would start to blush violently of embarassment.
As she was gone Dis turned towards her big brother. 'Listen, before you try anything. She has never been with a man before, so don´t scare her.' she told him.
Thorin was completely flabbergasted. He had guessed that Azra had only little experience with men, but he had never guessed that she was still untouched. With a heavy heart Thorin decided that he should stay away from the Easterling. He did not want to be the one taking her virginity in confinement.
They heard another rumble in the pantry and turned around as they heard laughter coming from inside the pantry. Curiously, Dis and Thorin walked to the small room beside the kitchen. Bombur had stumbled and had landed butt first in an empty barrel. He was stuck and Azra tried to pull him out, which was hindered by her laughing.
Thorin shook his head and fought back his own laughter. Together they tried to pull Bombur out of the barrel, Thorin pulled at the barrels end and Dis and Azra took Bomburs arms. Finally, the cook was free and grinned as Azra hugged him laughing. As she turned her face towards him and smiled at him, Thorin forgot that he wanted to stay away from her.