Disclaimer: I don't own any familiar characters, and or anything pertaining to the world of the Hobbit. All, but my ocs, are owned by J.R.R Tolkien (who probably hates us for doing this to his work).
Chapter 11
"We are going on an adventure today," Kili announced proudly, swinging open Magdalen's apartment door.
Magdalen gave Deamra an amused looked. Deamra rolled eyes, giving a small shrug before continuing to fold away the clothes Dis had commissioned for her. As Dis had said, the tailor had come the next morning, Dis following close by. Magdalen felt like a dress up doll for the princess and the tailor. Dis knew precisely what she needed, and had laid out in detail to the tailor what she thought Magdalen's clothing should look like. Magdalen had managed to convinced Dis that she didn't need five ball gown, but rather simple everyday clothes. Magdalen ended up with a closet full of day dresses, that still seemed a little much in Magdalen's eyes, colorful tunics, and trousers. It wasn't until Magdalen had received the new clothes that she noticed Dis had dressed her in the colors of the line of Durin. Reflecting Dis's own personal wardrobe. But had also included shades of deep green that had matched the gem in her pendant.
Magdalen smiled at the small details Dis's had added to different items of her clothing. Her fingers traced over the intricate embroidery of one her tunics. She noticed the familiar runes that were found around Erebor sewn into the soft navy fabric.
"What does this mean?" Magdalen held out the tunic to Deamra.
Deamra leaned over from her side of the table examining the fabric closer. "It says 'peace and will be with you in your travels' it's not uncommon for mothers to embroider their children's clothing with sayings like that."
Magdalen didn't say anything at first staring at the cloth in her hand. Dis had told Magdalen she would make sure Magdalen was protected but did she really view her as a daughter of sorts? A grin grew across her friend's lips, returning to her work folding clothes.
Magdalen had worried that Deamra would stop coming to see her when she moved into the apartment. She understood that Deamra was an apprentice, and that meant much of her time was taken up in the healer's wings. She was delighted when Deamra appeared at her apartment the next day demanding to why Oin had released her patient without telling her. She spent the rest of that afternoon chirping about Magdalen's wounds.
Deamra would come and see Magdalen as much as she could. Deamra's mother, who was a baker, had sent a basket of sweet blueberry muffin with her daughter, much to Magdalen's delight. Their sweets scents filled her apartment for days, Magdalen thought she might grow to be the size of a beach ball if Deamra's mother kept sending her sweets; not that she minded.
Not being able to leave her room without the guards following her every move. Magdalen had elected to stay in the confinements of her new home. She had grown a little stir crazy when no had come to see her a few days into her stay. One night Deamra had spent the night with Magdalen, she had told Magdalen as they had drunk a little too much sweet ale, that she was Magdalen's friend and wasn't going to let her feel alone. Magdalen felt blessed by the healer's friendship.
Magdalen had settled into her apartment, it had been beautiful. Though it had also left her with a sense of emptiness. She couldn't fight the loneliness that found her in the long sleepless nights. She hadn't seen or heard from Fili since the morning at Dis's. And if Thorin objected to Magdalen's new place, he did not make it known. That was most likely Dis's doing.
Deamra didn't seem to mind the prince too much as she continued to help put away her clothes. Magdalen laid the blue tunic on the back of her chair, meeting Kili's gaze.
"What are you talking about, Kili?"
Kili moved around the dining table planting himself into the chair beside Magdalen. He kicked his feet up onto the table resting his hands on the back of his head.
"Well my dear Maggie, I believe I owe you a proper tour of Erebor."
"Get your feet of my table, "Magdalen smacked at his feet, mumbling about how he was raised in a barn. Kili ignored her moving to Deamra who had returned from Magdalen's room, he leaned over to Deamra talking to her in Khuzdul. Deamra replied.
"Hey that's not fair, you can't talk about me if I don't even know what you're saying." Magdalen protested. Deamra laughed and began to look through the basket of clothes.
Kili turned back to smile at Magdalen, "Oh come now, Maggie. You can't lock yourself away in your room forever, I know you're just itching to see the rest of Erebor." Kili wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Magdalen looked back to Deamra for some help. Deamra shrugged holding the fabrics in her hands.
"Your wounds have healed nicely, I think it will do you some good to move around, outside of the room," Deamra suggested meekly not looking up from the clothes.
Kili clasped his hands together standing up, a grin gracing his face.
"Then it is decided, get ready we are going on an adventure." He said excitedly.
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Deamra waved to the odd pair as they parted ways. Kili had offered Deamra a place in their little adventure, but she had declined sighting that her mother was expecting her to help in the bakery that day. Magdalen waved backed turning back to a smiling Kili. Dawning her new clothes she was ready to take on Erebor. Deamra had been nice enough to have braid Magdalen the sides of her hair out of her face, looking in the mirror she almost looked like a dwarf.
"Shall we my lady?" Kili held out his arm to Magdalen.
Magdalen gave a dramatic bow, pulling at edges of her long blue tunic. "We shall, my prince."
Kili snorted dragging Magdalen along with him as they made their way into the halls. She would never get used to Erebor, or Middle Earth in fact.
After taking a set of winding stairs and narrow hallways, Magdalen found herself at the edge of a bustling market. Kili and Magdalen stood on the last set of stairs looking out at the sea of dwarves. It had been similar to the street near the library but on a much grander scale. The market sat a the base of the mountain Magdalen guessed. When she looked up, Magdalen could see the weaving of the bridges disappear into the mountain above her. Colorful booths lined the crowded street, merchants called out to passers-by trying to lure them into their goods, storefronts glowed brightly as dwarves inside of them moved about.
"Come on, Anueín" Kili called now at the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey what does that mean!" Magdalen called after the prince, she quickly joined his side heading into the busy street. Kili threw his hands up in the air, winking as he led them into the sea of dwarves.
Magdalen held Kili's arm tight, she had never been too good with big crowds. That had been one of the reasons Magdalen had chosen her university, with only around 1500 students it was perfect for her. She had grown up on a small farm, far away from the big city.
Kili didn't seem to mind as he paraded her from booth to booth showing her proudly the crafts of the dwarves of Erebor. The merchants seemed thrilled to see their young prince and his guest as they quickly try to sell him various items. One of the merchants had given her a bead necklace for free, an offer for the 'pretty lady' he had said.
The smells of leather filled her lungs as they stepped into a small shop tucked between the sea of tents and shops. Kili began to speak with the stout dwarf in Khuduzl that had appeared from behind the counter. Kili was in a lively conversation with the dwarf as Magdalen looked around the store, picking up the different boots and belts that were on display. Kili and the man let out a laugh, the man clasping his arm on Kili's shaking shoulders.
The bright-faced dwarf turned to Magdalen with open arms. "My dear Prince Kili says you need to require new boots." The man exclaimed.
"I guess I am." She said looking down at her oversized boots. The man clapped his hands together gathering different boots for Magdalen to try on.
"Kili I don't have any money."
Kili weaved his hand at Magdalen "It's fine; I will get it."
"Kili," Magdalen said wearily.
"Think of it as a gift, Anueín." Magdalen sighed it seemed that 'gift giving' was a trait that Kili shared with his mother.
The dwarf had brought her five pairs of boots various shapes, colors, and sizes. After a while of trying the shoes, Magdalen had decided on a pair of camel colored boots that stopped in the middle of her shin. The leather was embroidered with delicate blue and gold flowers around the top of the shoes. The dwarf had taken the boots to the back of his shop shaping the shoe to fit her small feet. Kili said his goodbyes to the jolly shop owner, escorting Magdalen back out into the street.
"Now you look like a true dwarf!" Kili vocalizing his approval, combing over Magdalen's appearance.
"I'm not a dwarf, Kili," Magdalen muttered walking along the prince.
"Your height could have fooled me. Perhaps you're just a tall hobbit, with small feet." Kili light kicked at her new boots.
Magdalen rolled her eyes pushing Kili's shoulder. Kili laughed catching up with Magdalen heading deeper into the market. They spent the afternoon traveling the market speaking to different dwarves, Magdalen found it amusing how the Kili's persona of a silly, carefree young man faded into a serious prince. The dwarves apprehensive to Magdalen, politely acknowledging her before pointedly ignoring her continuing on conversations with Kili.
Kili must have seen Magdalen's disheartening look when he commented. "Don't worry they will warm up to you; eventually, dwarves are a very secretive race. It takes us a while to get used to new things."
Magdalen let out a soft laugh, " I don't think your uncle or brother will ever get us to me." She pointed out.
"Uncle and Fili are stubborn dwarves, he is only trying to protect us…" Kili said defending his uncle "And plus you wounded Fili's ego a bit. He is considered a great warrior, and know it's getting around that a tiny human woman punched the golden prince." Kili winked sounding like he was poking fun at her.
Magdalen opened her mouth to give Kili a piece of her mind when A trope of tiny voices called from behind her.
"Kili!"
Magdalen spun to find two small dwarflings teetering to Kili, whose arms were wide open. They both had hair the color of wheat, soft green eyes, and chubby red cheeks. The first boy, who was a head taller than the toddler ran passed him colliding with Kili's leg, nearly knocking him over. Kili laughed patting the boy's head.
"Hello to you too Bomfur ." The boy squeezed Kili's leg as tight as he could smash his face in the process.
"Kee Kee." The smaller one called his short arms weaving desperately for Kili's attention. Kili grinned picking the smaller dwarfling up, who curled his arms around Kili's neck giving him a hug of sorts.
"And hello to you, Rampur," Kili said affectionately hugging the small dwarfling back, who giggled at the sudden attention. Magdalen smiled affectionately at the child, she had always loved children. She felt a slight tug at her dress, her eyes traveled down to find a dwarfling girl hiding in the fold of Magdalen's short tunic. Her raven hair curled around her rosy face, big emerald green eyes stared up at Magdalen in awe, a thumb locked between her lips. Her arm locked around a worn doll that looked very much like the young lady. Magdalen smiled gently meeting the girl's gaze.
"Hello," She whispered as not to scare the girl. The girl grinned, a blush spread across her tanned skin.
"Hi," The child whispered back barely audible. The child wrapped her free hand around Magdalen's much to her own surprise.
"What are you three doing wandering the market alone, where is your Amad?" Kili asked looking between the two boys.
Bomfur blushed looking down at the ground, giving it a small kick. "I saw you, and she said we could come over and say hi. We are sorry if we disturbed you Kili." The child's voice trembled tugging at Magdalen's heartstring.
"It was no trouble at all, Kili was just showing me around the market." The boy turned to look at Magdalen, a hot blush grew as a bashful smile tugged at his lips. Bomfur started at her, Kili looked between Bomfur and his friend winking at Magdalen. Kili leaned down gaining Bomfur 's attention.
"Well, aren't you going to introduce yourself to the lady."
The boy, followed by his younger brother who wiggled out of Kili's grasp, walked toward Magdalen. He took her hand into his small one's laying his forehead against her hand."I am Bomfur, son of Bofur and Poppy." He said proudly showing of his toothless grin. Magdalen bowed her head at the young man.
Rampur trotted in front of Bomfur, grabbing at the same hand Bomfur posed. He pressed his chubby cheeks against the hand, as if unsure what to do with. So wiggled his face looking up at her with the same bright eyes as the girl who still held onto her hand."I'm Rampur, son of Mama and Papa."
Kili laughed stepping forward swooping the boy into his arms, causing him to break out into a fit of giggles.
"I see you've already met Daisy," Kili winked at the girl who rested at her side, she nudged her head further into Maggie's long tunic. Maggie laughed at the girl's shyness, reminding her of herself at that age.
"It seems I have."
"This is my friend Miss Magdalen," Kili introduced her.
"Where is your beard?" Bomfur asked abruptly.
Kili hissed something in a Khuzdul she did not understand. Magdalen held up her free hand, bending down to level with the child.
"It's okay, I have no beard because I am of man. Women don't often grow beard where I come from."
The boy nodded stepped forward to cup her face. His chubby fingers felt her smooth skin.
"That's okay our Mama doesn't have a beard, and Papa says she's still beautiful." Magdalen grinned into his hand cupping her hand around his wrist.
Rampur tugged at Kili's braid, whispering into his ear. Kili grinned nodding in agreement with the boy, "Rampur says he thinks Miss Magdalen is beautiful too, and I have to agree. I only have the most beautiful people as my friends."
He sat Rampur down, "That's why I am friends with Daisy." Daisy squealed as he threw her into the air, her raggedy doll flying about. The girl giggled clinging to Kili's neck.
"Let me down Kee," the girl squealed.
Kili looked around, a confused look written across his face. "Do you hear something, Maggie?"
Daisy giggled ", Kili I'm right here."
Kili snapped his neck to look above the girl's head. "Boys I think I'm going mad. I keep hearing voices coming from this tiny flower in my arms.
"Kili it's me!" Daisy yelled playfully.
Kili's eyes met Daisy's. "Oh my, the tiny flower has grown into a little dwarfling!" He let out an excited yell, spinning around with the girl in his arms.
Rampur tugged on Magdalen's tunic waving his arms up at her. Magdalen smiled reaching down picking the small dwarfling, who was much more massive than he appeared to be. With as much strength as she could muster she hoisted him to her hip.
"Hello," She greeted the child's bright face. His beautiful green eyes widened when he came face to face with the girl.
"Hello," He whispered tucking his chin into his chest.
He looked up through thick eyelashes, his fingers reaching out to play with the silver chain of her necklace.
"Do you know any stories?" He asked bashfully.
"I know quite a few, actually." The boy snapped his face up, a bright grin grew across his face.
Magdalen nodded, the boy squealed wiggling out of the girl's grasp running over to his siblings. The boy excitedly spoke to Bomfur and Daisy.
"And what is going on here?" A feminine voice called beside Magdalen. Magdalen let out a small squeak when she was met with the sight of a little woman. Magdalen had always been teased for her short stature, but the woman beside her made Magdalen feel like a giant. The woman only came to Magdalen's shoulder. Her curly pale blonde hair sat in a messy ponytail at the nape of her slender neck. Her stomach was small, but round and stuck out from her tiny frame. Her simple clothes stopped at her shin, revealing large hairy feet.
"Mama!" Rampur cried almost tripping over himself to get to the woman. The woman let out a soft laugh, patting the child's head as he wrapped his arms around her hips.
Magdalen couldn't hold her as she said: "You're a hobbit!"
Kili howled with laughter, at the pale face of his friend realizing what she had said. The hobbit looked up at the woman in surprise.
Magdalen felt her face flush, she held up her hands in defense. "I am so sorry! I didn't mean for it to come out like that, i-it's just I've never seen a hobbit before." Magdalen rambled.
The hobbit woman laughed holding onto the child that held onto her leg. "It's fine, I get that sometimes. I am Poppy by the way." She offered quickly covering Magdalen's embarrassment.
"Poppy, the light of my life!" Kili greeted Poppy scooping her in his arms.
Poppy laughed tapping the prince's thick arms. "Kili you let go of me right now." The Hobbit demanded playfully.
Kili let the woman slip from his grip. Rampur wiggled out from between Kili and Poppy. "Is this a girl people keep talking about?" Poppy raised an eyebrow looking toward Magdalen, who stood awkwardly off to the corner.
"Yes, this is the troublemaker that made quite the first impression." Kili laughed. "Poppy this is Magdalen. Magdalen this is Poppy." Kili introduced.
The hobbit woman bowed her head toward the girl.
"I'm sorry for my rudeness, I didn't mean anything by it." Magdalen spewed quickly.
Poppy held up her hand "It is fine, I've had dwarves say far worse." Poppy laughed.
Rampur pulled on Poppy skirt, Poppy looked down at her child. "Ama! Ama! Miss Magdalen said she knows stories, like Mister Ori! I want to hear some of her stories, Papa's are growing tired." Rampur demanded quickly.
Poppy patted gently at her child before looking up at Magdalen. "Now Rampur, we don't demand other people to do things for us, do we?"
Rampur's face fell, "No." He said pitifully.
Magdalen smiled at the sight, "It's okay Rampur. I have lots of stories I would love to tell you." The child's face lite up with excitement, he gave her a toothy grin.
"You promise!" He exclaimed Magdalen nodded.
Rampur left his mother's side wrapping his arms around Magdalen's legs. "It looks like you've made a friend, Maggie." Kili jested.
"It seems I have, are you jealous?"
Kili held his hand over his chest, pretending to be wounded by her words. Poppy laughed holding her small belly in her hand. Kili turned to Poppy "Need any help getting home? I see Bofur has abandoned his pregnant wife, I told you, Poppy, you can always leave him and run away with me." Kili joked.
Poppy tapped his arm rolling at Kili's harmless flirts. "No I'm fine, I've carried those three. I think I can manage this one." She looked down her belly. "Though this one seems to be a warrior like their father."
"You're married to Bofur?" Magdalen asked having overheard the conversation. Bour. Another name she had recognized. She had known for sure that The Hobbit had never mentioned Bofur having been married, especially to a hobbit.
Poppy nodded "Yes, we've been married about six years now. Do you know my husband."
"She's heard all the stories I have to tell about him." Kili swooped in quickly covering Magdalen's ass.
Magdalen shot him a thankful look.
"Well, don't believe a word he has to say, Miss Magdalen," Poppy warned, giving Kili a warning look.
"I never do, Poppy." Magdalen laughed.
"I can't have you turning against me too!" Kili said dramatically, the children behind him giggled.
"I can't help that she's a smart girl." Poppy explained, gathering her children.
"Until I see you again, my dear lady love!" Kili called to Poppy, who rolled her eyes.
"Goodbye, Miss Magdalen! It was nice to meet you," Poppy yelled as her children dragged her away.
"Goodbye Miss Magdalen, Kili!" The children called in a chorus.
"I think they liked me better than you," Magdalen said to Kili, smiling mischievously.
Kili wrapped his arms over one another facing Magdalen. "Are you trying to steal my little friends."
"It wouldn't be the first thing I've been accused of stealing," Magdalen hummed.
Kili laughed taking Magdalen by the arm once again leading their adventure onwards.
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"This is the training area." Kili gestured over the stone balcony toward the room below. Five enormous stone pillars held the ceiling above them and surrounded the circled room. Rows of different weapons lined a wall between two of the dark components. The balcony circled the room, making an observer dock. Three archways dotted the room leading to different areas rooms that Magdalen could not see. In the center of the place was a large dirt ring. A few soldiers were going about their routines in the room, a pair stood off in a different arena slashing at each other with swords. Two dwarves wrestled in the large ring, slamming each other into the hard dirt floor.
"What's that?" Magdalen pointed to a small secluded area that feeds into one of the archways, Kili grinned before racing down the stairs. Magdalen ran after him, calling to him trying to catch up. "Come on, I'll show you!"
"Kili, Jesus you can't run off. I'm not fast." Magdalen said leaning over herself catching her breath.
Kili scrunched his nose "Jesus, who is that?"
Magdalen waved off the question before standing up straight. "What did you want to show me?"
Kili walked passed her grabbing what looked to be a very short composite recurve bow. It was beautifully crafted, the handle seemed to be made of light sandwood with two golden bolts to head the handle off. It was thin and light in his hands. Kili pulled along with it a quiver filled with arrows. In a flash, Kili pulled an arrow drawing the string back in one fluid movement sending the arrow flying into the room attached to the open arena. The arrow whizzed passed Magdalen in a flash, making her yelp in surprise. She turned to see the arrow bury into a target against the far wall of the room.
"That...was... awesome!" Magdalen declared racing over to Kili's side.
Kili beamed with pride. "Thank you, there aren't many dwarves interested in archery. I always enjoy showing my skills off to those who can appreciate them."
Magdalen snatched the bow from his grip, feeling it's weight in her hands.
"Be careful with that, Maggie. Deamra will have my head if you hurt yourself." Kili said worriedly.
Magdalen almost opened her mouth to brag about how she knew how to handle a bow. She had grown up training with a bow. Her grandfather had insisted that his granddaughters at least try their hand at archery. Susan had hated it and gave up when one of the arrows stuck into the side of the hen house. But Magdalen, on the other hand, had always had a passion for the skill. In high school, she had been the captain of her school's archery team and had led the team to the state qualifiers. She decided to keep her skills to herself, hatching a plan in her mind.
"I've always thought archery was awesome. In my world, all the badass ladies in the movies could use a bow." Magdalen continued "I've always wanted to shoot that kind of a bow."
Magdalen spun around smirking at Kili. "I have an idea, why do we have a little wager then?"
Kili looked intrigued taking his bow back, "What kind of wager?"
Magdalen grinned, she knew she had Kili hooked. "Just a small competition between friends. We'll see who has the better aim." She said innocently enough.
Kili at Magdalen skeptically. "That's not fair to you, I'm the best archer in Erebor. " He bragged.
"Sounds like you're afraid to lose, to me." Magdalen hummed swaying back and forth on her heels.
"I am not, I just got want to hurt your fragile feelings." Kili pouted.
Magdalen raised an eyebrow, "My fragile feelings, hmm?"
Kili narrowed his eyes, "And what would be would we be betting?"
"If I win you take me outside of the mountain," Magdalen said simply.
"If I win you have to take over my duties in the stables," Kili answered quickly.
"Fine," Magdalen stuck her hand out to the prince, who quickly took it giving it a quick shake.
"Fine." He repeated.
"We each get three shots, closest to the center wins." Kili strolled over to the open room, setting up a new target for their game. Kili stepped back about seventy meters from the new target. He called over his shoulder preparing his bow "I will go first to show you how it's done."
Magdalen hummed watching Kili take his stance, his form was nearly perfect. He drew the string back to the corner of his mouth, relaxing into his grip focusing on the target in front of him. He let out a breath releasing the arrow, at an alarming speed the arrow struck the target only inches from the target. Kili winked over his shoulder, before repeating his actions once again. And again the arrow dug into the goal directly beside the center. Maybe she should have thought this plan out more, Kili was good. Very good. He released his third and final arrow which landed inches above the center mark. Kili turned to bow at Magdalen handing over his bow.
"Good luck," He whispered walking passed Magdalen to take her place.
She gulped, she inhaled focusing on her breath. Magdalen was prone to anxiety, she had always gotten this way before one of her tournaments. The bow felt different in her hands, slightly heavy. Magdalen placed the arrow in its spot, the tip of the arrow between her top finger and middle finger. She relaxed her shoulders drawing back the string to her the corner of her lips. Her arm became parallel with the arrow. She inhaled once more letting the arrow slip through her fingers. It glided with easy to the target, not as fast as Kili's had been but steadied and controlled. The arrow came to rest directly beside Kili's last destination. Magdalen sped up her movements drawing the arrow back letting it fly through the air coming closer to center target. In one last stand Magdalen pulled her last arrow back allowing it race through the air, she watched in slow motion as the arrow hit the center of the target.
Magdalen tried to control her surprise, turning to Kili with a calmed expression. On the inside, Magdalen was screaming in joy. Kili's face was riddled with shock, before he could muster a response voice behind caught their attention.
"What is going on, nadad?" A voice yelled behind them. There on walking down the stairs was Dwalin and Fili, who looked slightly baffled by the scene before him. Magdalen held the bow behind her back, though she was sure they had already seen it.
"I was showing Maggie around, we were just having a little competition," Kili confessed quickly. Fili was standing between Magdalen and Kili in seconds, Dwalin standing close to Kili giving him a look like a parent who had just caught their kid getting in the cookie jar.
"Maggie?" Fili spat the question, looking between his younger brother and the girl. The girl's skin turned red not meeting his gaze. "A little competition, Kili you gave the girl a weapon. Mahal what were you thinking."
"Gave me a weapon! I wasn't going to hurt him like he said we were just having some fun." Magdalen snapped at the prince.
Fili narrowed his eyes facing the girl full on now. "You seem very familiar with that bow, who knows what you could have done." Magdalen and Fili stared at each other for a long time, neither backing down from their ground.
"Fili, stop she wasn't doing anything wrong. Let it go, nadad" Kili begged his brother, hoping he would leave Magdalen alone.
Fili tore his eyes away from the girl's fiery gaze. "Kili come with me, we have busy that needs to be attended too. Dwalin make sure the girl gets back to her room." Fili did not spare the girl a glance, walking past his brother toward the stairs. Kili sent her apologized gaze, before catching up with his brother. Magdalen stared down the eldest prince as he left the training room. Leaving her alone with Dwalin, who glared at Magdalen before turning to look at the soldiers around the room.
"Nice shot, girl," Dwalin muttered not taking time to look at her. Magdalen was taken back by the grumpy dwarf comment and felt a smile grow on her face. She studied the dwarf beside her, faded tattoo marked his bald head and the sides of his face. His thick eyebrows almost met his beard hair. Apparently, dwarves have never heard of tweezers. She thought amusingly.
"Thank you, Dwalin." She answered softly, not wishing to upset him.
He grunted and continued to ignore her presence. He looked over his shoulder to see the girl was still there, much to his annoyance.
"Don't think everything's peach, just 'cause the prince and princess have taken a shine to ya. I'm still watching you girlie, you hurt anyone, and you won't have just Thorin to fear." He threatened.
Magdalen cleared her throat, trying to shove down the wave of fear that rolled in her stomach. She wasn't going to let this oversized bully get the satisfaction of scaring her. She knew who to hold her own.
"Don't worry about that Dwalin, you'd have to catch me before you could do anything to me." Dwalin spun around to give the girl a piece of his mind, only to find the girl racing up the steps.
"Where do you think you're going girlie!" Dwalin yelled.
"I'm going back to my apartment," She called heading out into the hallway.
"Jarian, Balon follow that girl, and make sure she goes straight to her room!" Dwalin roared the order, the two young soldiers zipped up the steps trailing behind the girl.
Dwalin pinched the bridge of his nose letting out a frustrated grunt, that tiny human girl was going to be the death of him. He looked around to find his soldiers staring at him in awe, that blasted girl had made him look like a fool in front of his soldiers.
"What are you all doing standing around, get back to work."
The soldiers quickly went back to their business, not making eye contact with their furious captain. Dwalin stormed out of the training room. It was rare he met anyone who would stand up to him as the girl had, he most certainly would be keeping an eye on her.
AN: I promise there will be more Fili/Magdalen to come in the next couple of chapters!
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Daisy: Hi, thank you for all of your wonderful comments. They really make me excited to continue to write this story, knowing someone is enjoying it. About your question in the story in my head in Magdalen's world, there is no movie, only Tolkien's books. What happens in The Hobbit movie really happened in Fili's world. That's why in the last chapter she was confused about why Thorin gave up the Arkenstone. Thank you for your lovely reviews!