That night we had a feast. It was loud and cheerful and amazing. We were given lots of food and alcohol, which is very surprising since this town can barely feed themselves. Thorin and I danced with others when some of the town people played instruments. I was full of food, fuller than I have been since I began this journey. We were given a chance to bathe, and it felt wonderful to be free of dirt and dried blood. The gave us clothes, I was given tan trousers and a emerald green corset with a long sleeved under shirt and a dark brown cloak. The next morning we packed everything and left for the dock, where the Master of Laketown had three large boats waiting for us.

"You do know we're one short? Where's Bofur?" Bilbo asked as we walked to the docks.

"If he's not here, we leave him behind." Thorin replied.

"We'll have to, if we're to find the door before nightfall. We can risk no more delays." Balin said.

Where are you Bofur?

We got to the dock, where the civilians of Laketown stood to watch us leave. Guards handed us food and weapons and other supplies until we have reached the mountain. We were given armour to wear, and Damon helped me put it on before we got into a boat.

Twelve dwarves, my brother and I, and Bilbo gotten on the three boats, and as the Master of Laketown said goodbye, Bofur rushed over and jumped onto the last boat and I sighed with relief.

"What is wrong?" Thorin asked from behind me.

"Nothing. Bofur barely made it." I answered. "We will make it to the mountain on time, will we not?"

"At this pace, we should." He replied.

We quickly made it to shore and we had to now climb. We put packs onto our backs and we walked and walked. Bombur did not enjoy it much. He complained just about every step of the way. We walked for hours and we reached old ruins of a town. It was sad looking.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"There lies all that is left of Dale. The mountain's sides were green with woods and all the sheltered valley rich and pleasant in the days when the bells rang in that town. The Desolation of Smaug." Balin answered.

"The sun will soon reach midday. We must find the hidden door into the mountain before it sets. This way." Thorin ordered before he began walking.

"Wait. Is this the overlook? Gandalf said to meet him here, on no account were we to..." Bilbo began.

"Do you see him? We have no time to wait upon the wizard. We are on our own. Come." Thorin replied.

The others walked behind Thorin, but I stayed and stared at the abandoned city.

"He is a wizard, he can take care of himself." Damon said from beside me.

"He was supposed to be here. Something could have happened and he could be dying right now." I replied.

"I understand, Azaelia, but right now, we need to be focused on the task at hand. Reaching the secret door into the mountain before the last light on Durin's Day. That is tonight." Damon said.

I sighed quietly before continuing on with Damon. We finally reached the mountain and we searched for the door. I moved away from the others, to get time for myself, and I found a giant stone carving. Somewhere on the statue, must be the door.

"Thorin!" I yelled. "Up here!"

"You have keen eyes." Thorin whispered to me when the others reached me.

We all climbed up the giant carving until we reached the very top,

"This must be it. The hidden door." Thorin said and face us and held up the key,"Let all those who doubted us, rue this day!"

"We have a key." Dwalin commented and he touched the wall, "Which means there's somewhere there is a keyhole."

"The last light of Durin's Day...will shine upon the keyhole." Thorin mumbled as he looked out at the setting sun.

I went over to him and grabbed his hand, squeezing it lightly as the other dwarves tried to find the keyhole. When they failed to find it, he squeezed my hand before letting go and turned around to face the others,

Nori went over to the wall and placed a glass cup against and used a spoon to tap against the wall in order to see if he could hear where the hidden door was.

"We are losing the light. Come on!" Thorin exclaimed and Dwalin kicked the door.

"Be quiet." Nori hissed, "I can not hear when you are thumping!"

"I can not find it. It is not here! It is not here!"

"Break it down!" Thorin ordered as we began to lose the light.
We all used our weapons and hit and slashed at the door until we lost the light completely.

"Come on!" Thorin yelled and we continued to hit the stone wall, "We lost the light."

"It is no good! The door is sealed! Cannot be open by force. There is powerful magic on it." Balin told us and we stopped hitting the wall.

"No!" Thorin exclaimed and he pushed his way to the door, and he took out his map, "The last light of Durin's Day...will shine upon the keyhole." He looked at me, "That's what it says. What did we miss?"

The look in his eyes broke my heart. They were sad, as if a child had asked for a toy and their parent refused. I had to look away as tears gathered in my eyes and Thorin looked over to Balin who shook his head, "What did we miss? Balin."

"We have lost the light. There is no more to be done. We had but one chance. Come away, lads. It is over." Balin answered.

The dwarves began to leave, even Damon was walking along with them.

"Wait a minute, what?" Bilbo asked and he looked at Thorin, "Where are they going?"

"You cannot give up now!" I exclaimed, but they kept walking.

Thorin, with a sad look on his face, put his hand to my cheek for a moment and dropped his hand back to his side, and dropped the key to the ground.

"Thorin." I whispered.

He began to walk away, but Bilbo stayed beside me, and so did Fili and Kili. Thorin handed Bilbo the map before leaving.

"You cannot give up now." Bilbo said, but was ignored.

I sat on the ground and picked up the key, Fili and Kili sat on both sides of me, and Bilbo stood in front of the door.

"I died to save this key." I whispered and Fili and Kili put their heads on my shoulder. "I died so you guys could continue this journey, to get your home back."

"Uncle Thorin always told us stories about this mountain. We were so excited to be on this quest, to see the door open. See the halls of our fathers..." Kili whispered and I stroked his brown hair.

"Stand by the grey stone. When the thrush knocks, and the setting sun. And the last light of Durin's Day will shine." Bilbo muttered as he paced in front of the wall, "The last light. The last light.
Bilbo looked behind us and moonlight hit the wall and we stood up,
"The last light!" Fili exclaimed.

The light moved until it shined upon a keyhole in the wall,

"The keyhole!" Kili smiled.

Bilbo went over to the edge and yelled down to the others,"Come back! Come back! It's the light of the moon! The last moon of Autumn!"

Thorin came up quickly, followed by the others. I walked over and held out the key, "My King."

He took the key from my hand and walked over to the keyhole. He slid the key in and turned it. Thorin pushed on the door and it opened inwards.

"Erebor." Throin whispered.

"Thorin." Balin mumbled, and Thorin placed his hand on Balin's shoulder before taking my hand and we walked inside.

"I know these walls. These halls. This stone. You remember it, Balin. Chambers filled with golden light." Thorin said happily.

"I remember." Balin replied.

"'Here in lies the seventh kingdom of Durin's folk. May the heart of the mountain unite all dwarves in defense of this home'." Gloin read from an engraving above us.

"The throne of the king." Balin said.

There was a stone above the throne of the king, with light surrounding it,

"And what's that above it?" I asked.

"The Arkenstone." Balin answered.

"The Arkenstone. And what's that?" Bilbo questioned.

"That, Master Burglar, is why you are here." Thorin answered.