AN: Thank you to everyone who has so far read, followed, and favorited this story!
I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE SONGS I USED IN THIS CHAPTER! IT IS MERELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES!
I do not own the Hobbit series (though I wish I did). This is purely fantasy. I own only Freyja and any other character I make up.
There will be violence, gore, fluff, smut, polyamory/polygamy, along with several other things. If that's not your jam, don't read!
Enjoy!
~Twisty
"This was your plan all along, to seek refuge with our enemy." Thorin said rather incensed.
"You have no enemies here, Thorin Oakenshield. The only ill will to be found in this valley is that which you bring yourself." Gandalf retorted.
"You think the Elves will give our quest their blessing? They will try to stop us."
"Of course they will. But we have questions that need to be answered." Gandalf said straightening himself. "If we are to be successful, this will need to be handled with tact and respect and no small degree of charm. Which is why you will leave the talking to me….and Freyja of course." He said smiling to the small dwarf maiden.
Her mates got closer to her and more protective. Gandalf saw this and rolled his eyes. The group began to walk towards the city. Freyja became all the more enchanted as they came closer to Rivendell. She removed her hood as they walked into the palace believing it to be a safe place. She felt the magic of it all. It was warm and welcoming. None of her mates said anything as they reached a clearing of marble stone just outside of a staircase. She looked about in awe.
The company was uneasy about this place. They had been tainted with memories of betrayal and hurt. Freyja didn't have such memories. This was the first time she had seen anything so magical, so beautiful. She felt comforted in the place.
"Mithrandir!" A dark haired elf called from the staircase making his way down.
"Ah! Lindir!" Gandalf said going to him.
Freyja was curious now. She had never seen an elf before. He was rather tall and had no facial hair. His hair was long and dark. While his face was handsome, Freyja found it very angular. Fili and Kili both poked her sides a little upset she was looking so curiously at the male elf.
Freyja jumped a little. She looked at their faces seeing how jealous they were getting. "I've never seen an elf before." She said a little embarrassed.
"You were looking rather intensely at him." Fili said raising an eyebrow.
Freyja scoffed "I have six mates, all of whom are quite handsome I might add. What would I need another for?"
Both brothers grinned out. "Handsome, are we?" Kili asked, both brothers getting closer to her.
She was about to say something when the same horn she heard outside of cave sounded. She saw a group of what looked like elven warriors riding towards them.
"Du bekar! Hold ranks!" Thorin called out. Freyja and Bilbo were shoved into the middle of the group quickly. The elves on their large horses circled the group. Everyone was on edge.
A rather large horse separated from the circling elves with a dark-haired elf riding it. "Gandalf."
"Lord Elrond. Mellonnen! Mo evínedh?" Gandalf said gracefully bowing.
"Farannem 'lamhoth i udul o charad. Dagannem rim na Iant Vedui." Elrond had responded. Freyja had no idea what anyone was saying.
"Strange for Orcs to come so close to our borders. Something, or someone, has drawn them near." Lord Elrond said giving a sword to Lindir.
"Ah….That may have been us." Gandalf said keeping his composure.
Freyja noticed Thorin step forward. This caught the attention of the Lord of Rivendell. "Welcome Thorin, son of Thrain."
"I do not believe we have met." Thorin said with great suspicion.
"You have your grandfather's bearing. I knew Thror when he ruled under the Mountain."
"Indeed; He made no mention of you." Thorin said insulting him.
Freyja was bristling with annoyance at the insult. Did Thorin not know how to be civil with elves? They weren't showing any hostility to their group.
Lord Elrond spoke again seemingly ignoring the insult. "Nartho i noer, toltho I viruvor. Boe I annam vaan a nethail vin."
Gloin stepped forward "What is he saying? Does he offer us insult?!" The company grew hostile and gripped their weapons uneasily.
Gandalf let out an exasperated sound "No Master Gloin. He's offering you food."
There was quick discussion "Ah well, in that case lead on." Gloin said now a bit more relaxed.
Lord Elrond gave a welcoming smile, he turned half way to leave the group and prepare for dinner, before noticing a bright blonde head of hair towards the back of the group. He turned back to them. "Welcome my lady to Rivendell." Lord Elrond said nodding his head to Freyja.
Freyja gave a small curtsey. "Thank you, Lord Elrond." She said softly.
"Perhaps you would like to clean up for dinner Lady….?"
"Freyja. And that would be quite lovely, thank you for your kindness." She said curtseying again.
"Lady Freyja." Elrond said with another smile. "Glindis will lead you to do just that." He said turning away and leaving.
A tall black haired elf maiden walked down the stairs and came to Freyja "Shall we, lady Freyja?" She asked bowing to her.
Freyja stepped forward happily only to be stopped by Thorin. "Freyja… If they harm you in any way…"
Freyja stopped him. "Thorin, they are offering us food and safety. I doubt they are interested in hurting a small dwarf maiden when her mates are here." Thorin gave a soft sigh at her words. She reached up to him and gently rubbed his cheek and beard. This seemed to calm her warrior mate. She didn't have to say anymore, Thorin gave a small smile and nodded to her. He was still weary but he couldn't resist how soft and gentle her hand was on his cheek and just how comforting it was to him.
Freyja smiled back and turned back to lady Glindis. The two walked off and the company was led off to clean up as well.
Glindis had left Freyja a few minutes ago after having drawn a bath for her. Glindis left a dress hanging off of a chair. Freyja got undressed and stepped into the warm water. She sighed in relaxation as it comforted her sore body. She didn't realize just how unrelaxed her was until she fully immersed herself in the water. She washed herself thoroughly getting all the dirt and grim off of her from the days that they were on the road.
When she was done she dried herself. Her hair didn't take long to mostly dry. She brushed it out with a brush left in the room for her as well. She felt her mates were a little annoyed at something. She wasn't sure what but she was sure she would find out.
Freyja put the dress on and smiled. It fit well, though it was rather tight on her chest area. She decided to keep her hair down instead of putting it back into a bun.
Glindis returned, knocking on the door to the room she was in. "Lady Freyja, are you ready?" She asked softly.
Freyja went to the door, opening it. "Yes."
Glindis smiled down at the small dwarf maiden. "You look lovely, Lady Freyja." She said moving out of the way for Freyja.
"Thank you."
Thorin had removed himself from the table Gandalf, Elrond and he sat at. He was a little annoyed the elf lord was asking so many questions as to what they were doing traveling through the Great East road. He stood off to the side in the room away from them letting them have their conversation. His mind wandered to Freyja.
What was taking her so long?
He heard the complaints of his company about the music that was being played by the elves. He didn't particularly like it either. It was too soft, didn't have the same robust sound of dwarvish songs or music did.
Bofur chimed in after Nori said he felt like he was at a funeral. "Alright lads there's only one thing for it." Bofur jumped up on a stand in the middle of the room.
"There is an inn, a merry old inn
beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
That the Man in the Moon himself came down one night to drink his fill.
The ostler has a tipsy cat that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he saws his bow
Now squeaking high, now purring low,
now sawing in the middle.
So the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,
a jig that would wake the dead:
He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,
While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:
'It's after three!' he said."
The group laughed and threw food around the room. It was a merry old time indeed.
It was then a small clapping came from the front of the room. "Oh that was lovely!" Freyja said happily.
A hush came over the room immediately.
Freyja stood in a pale blue dress that hugged her large chest. The rest of the dress fell down to the floor; gently sweeping behind her. Her hair hung down in gentle waves reaching just to her waist; it glowed gold in the sun light filtering into the room.
All of her mates slowly stood from their chairs or turned in her direction. There was a collective bow to her from all of them. Freyja smiled brightly, she curtsied to them grabbing a bit of her dress to do so. Dwalin was the first to step forward, he offered his arm to her.
Freyja happily took it. She was led to the table he sat at. She was placed at the other end of the head of the table. Thorin had come over and pulled out the chair for her. Fili and Kili both helped her into the chair while Ori and Bofur brought her a drink and food. Which wasn't much to the dwarves with there being no meat and all.
"Thank you," She said to them. She got comfortable in her seat and began to eat. She realized after a few moments there was no real talk anymore. Freyja looked up from her bowl of vegetables just to see all of her mates staring at her, the rest of the company pacing glances every now and again. She flushed a little and shifted uncomfortably.
There was a tsk from the other end of the table. "Can't you see you're making her uncomfortable?" Balin snorted out. "I believe what all of them would say to you lass if they could get out of their haze is that you look absolutely beautiful."
Her mates snapped out of it and shifted nervously about, apart from Thorin and Dwalin who themselves were very faintly flushed.
Dwalin mumbled something out which sounded like he was agreeing with Balin.
Freyja giggled at all of this. She found it quite adorable. "Well thank you Balin. I was starting to get a little uncomfortable. Usually it isn't so quiet." Balin winked at her as he took a sip of his wine.
Ori cleared his throat. "Well…. It's not easy holding a conversation when such a beauty graces us with her presence."
Freyja became slightly shy and looked down at her lap. "Thank you Ori." She said softly. Her cheeks a bright shade of red, which made her all the more beautiful to the six around her.
They were all quite awestruck.
Little to anyone's knowledge, Lord Elrond sat smiling at the small dwarf maiden.
After dinner, Thorin, Balin and Bilbo followed Gandalf to ask about the map they had that would be helpful to their quest.
Freyja and the company went to an outcropping of sorts to wait for the four of their group to return. The area was big enough for all of them and showed the moon brightly. Freyja was in wonder of this place. Not only was it magical during the day, but at night it took on a whole other enchantment.
"Lass?" Bofur asked from next to her. Freyja looked at him with bright big eyes. "Yer quite a vision." He said softly.
Freyja smiled at him. "Thank you Bofur."
"Can…. Can ye sing us one of yer songs now?" He asked softly.
Freyja blushed yet again. "Ehm…. I suppose that would be ok." She said before standing up. "I'll sing you one of my favorites."
Fili and Kili lay on their stomach watching her, while Bofur and Ori sat next to each other. Dwalin was a bit in the back and off to the side but was watching her none the less.
"A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat
I tried to find the sound
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness,
So darkness I became
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart
I took the stars from our eyes, and then I made a map
And knew that somehow I could find my way back
Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too
So I stayed in the darkness with you
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out
You left me in the dark
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
In the shadow of your heart"
Freyja's usually small gentle voice carried throughout the valley. It was powerful and carried so much meaning. The men could feel so many emotions coming from her as the words poured out of her. When she was done, she looked at all of them, their eyes filled with what she could only describe as love.
Thorin had come back with Balin and Bilbo during the middle of her song. The men stood in the back in awe of the voice they heard come from the dwarf maiden.
Thorin was the first to step forward to Freyja. "That was magnificent, miz berr." Freyja smiled brightly at the leader. She went to him and took his hands into hers, earning herself a smile as well.
They were all interrupted by Glindis. "Master dwarves and Master hobbit, Lord Elrond would like me to show you to your rooms. This way please." She indicated to her right.
Thorin held his arm out for Freyja and she gladly took it. Fili went to her free arm and offered his own to that one. She took his too. The company walked with Glindis.
The elf maiden stopped at several sets of doors. Freyja noticed that the amount of rooms where not nearly enough for all of them to have a room each. Glindis indicated to each one where they would be going. When she got to the last door, she said "This room is larger and has a larger bed to fit yourself and your mates, Lady Freyja." She said with a smile.
"M….Me…an…and my mates...?" Freyja gulped down. Now she was nervous. Far more than she had been first meeting her other halves.
Thorin saw how nervous she was. He wanted so badly for her to be ok with them sleeping together but knew it would be too much for the girl.
"I think it best if…." Thorin began but was cut off my Freyja.
"Yes. A room with my mates."
Translation:
Du bekar! : To Arms
Mellonnen! Mo evínedh?: My friend! Where have you been?
Farannem 'lamhoth i udul o charad. Dagannem rim na Iant Vedui.: We've been hunting an orc pack from the south. We slew them near the hidden pass.
Nartho i noer, toltho I viruvor. Boe I annam vaan a nethail vin.: Light the fires, bring forth the wine. We must feed our guests.
Miz berr: My treasure.
AN:
ANOTHER CHAPTER!? SO SOON!? I SPOIL YOU!
The song I used is from Florence + the Machine. Its called Cosmic love and one of my favorites.
Hope you all enjoyed this little small cliffhanger. MWAHAHAHA!
~Twisty
P.S. The part where Bofur is singing is my favorite in the movies!
