Haha! I am so sorry - its Laketown, not SEAtown. I hope it does not bother you that much, if it does please tell me, I'll edit it then.
Sorry, my mistake!
Thorin was still bound to his bed. His wounds healed, but he was still weak. Fili had taken over command over the dwarves and coordinated the recontruction of Dale and Erebor. Dain and the dwarves of the Iron Hills would leave when the dwarves of the Blue Mountains would arrive. Everyone had an own task and was busy. Thorin however, was tortured by his doubts. He had reclaimed Erebor, he had restored is kins home, but for what price?
The Arkenstone, the heirlome of his house was in the hands of the elven king and Kassandra...he had lost her for sure. He had ordered Balin to retrieve the bead and that had been the last he had heard from her. Thorins heart nearly teared apart when he remembered what Kassandra had done for him and his kin. In the end she had almost died because she had intercepted a spear that was meant for him. Her amazons had fought bravely and had saved the lives of his nephews who had defended gim as he lay on the battle field. Kassandras aunt had send him a message, that the amazons would leave this evening. Kili, who admired the fierce female warriors, had spend alot of time with them and was in low spirit as he had heard of them leaving. Kili had also tried to convince his uncle to pursue his marriage with the troian princess, but Thorin remained stubborn.
Gandalf had stormed into Thorins chambers and gave him a tongue-lashing, but even the wizard could not reach the dwarf kings heart.
'After all what I have done to her...I do not deserve her.' Thorin stated bitterly.
Gandalf had almost reached the door and turned his head in astonishment. He had thought that Thorin had not forgiven Kassandra for giving away the Arkenstone, but he had been wrong.
The dwarf king had not forgiven himself.
These wounds were deep and only time would tell if they would heal completely.
Thorin stood at the new gate of Erebor. His kin from the Blue Montain had arrived many weeks ago and had started the reconstruction of the lonely mountain. The kings heart was still grieving. Gandalf had escorted Bilbo back to the Shire. The halfling left with two chest full of gold and the dwarves friendship and thanks. Gandalf had meddled one last time before he left Erebor. Thorins sister Dis, the mother of Fili and Kili, had come and heard about what had happened to her brother and his queen. Of course, his head strong sister could not understand how Thorin could ignore his heart and hide in his mountain. Gandalf had added fuel to the fire as he had casually dropped that Kassandra was still in Dale.
Now, Thorins gaze went to Dale - wondering.
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At the same time, Kassandra took a look at Erebors gates out of her garden in Dale. She lived in a room of a little house with sight on Erebor and had planted an own little garden. She worked in a healer's house, the old man had accepted her help without asking much. His wife and him were old and had no children and they were happy for a couple of strong hands. They did wonder why the young woman was so sad and silent and often spend hours in the garden staring to the dwarven kingdom. But they were old and wise enough to know that she would talk about it when she was ready. So they never asked.
Kassandra had found a new peace in her life. Her aunt and her amazon tribe had left, so had the troian soldiers. Kassandra did not go with them. As a banished princess she could not return to Troy, for her mother could never remarry her. To the queen of Troy, Kassandra had become useless.
In the chaos of the months after the battle of the five armies she had managed to hide her origin. Once the troians had left she had immersed into the busy life of the Dale people. She stayed clear of Bard and few of the people who would recognise her. Fili and Kili had tried to find her, but Kassandra could not bear the contact to the dwarves who had become her family. She knew how to stay undetected and used it. On the market she had seen Thorins nephews with a dwarf woman, who she recognised as Thorins sister, Dis. Kassandra had seen a picture of Filis and Kilis mother in Erebor, in Thorins chamber. Dis was a likeable and warm dwarf lady. Kassandra could see the resemblance to Fili and Kili. The only resemblance to Thorin were her stunning blue eyes. Kassandr had left the market, the sight of Thorins family made her heart ache. She had not noticed that Dis had seen the beautiful woman with the long brown curls and the big brown eyes and had guessed that this was the woman who had supposed to be the new queen of Erebor. Her sons had described her and had told her such wonderful things about troian princess that Dis wanted to meet her sister in law herself.
Kassandra layed down on her small bed in her room. She was exhausted, it had been a busy day. Many battle veterans had showed up to have someone tend their wounds. In the last light of the day Kassandra gathered some herbs in her garden to make new salves the next day. She collected them on a small table near the window, with every wind gust the smell of fresh herbs would flow through the small room.
Kassandras gaze fixed on the table. It was an old table she had found in the ruins of Dale. A map of the northern part of Middle Eart was carved onto it. Closing her eyes, Kassandra remembered the map on Thorins desk back in Erebor. Closing her eyes she thought about the last happy night she had spent with Thorin.
The flames in the fireplace died down slowly as Kassandra and Thorin returned to Thorins chambers after dinner. The huge room shimmered green as Thorin placed new logs into the dying fire. Kassandra leaned against the desk and watched as the flames illuminated Thorins face. Thorin felt her gaze on him and smiled as he moved closer to her. Their lips met in a hot kiss, lips parted and tongues tangled. Thorin lifted Kassandra onto his desk, her legs wrapping around his waist. Kassandra felt his manhood pressing against her inner thighs, hard and ready. Thorins hands left a burning trail on her body, as Kassandra slung her arms around Thorins neck to deepen the kiss. Thorins closeness, his touch, his mere presence drove her crazy. She longed for him in an intensity she had never imagined possible. Her hands moved from his neck, through his hair, over his face and down to his chest. Not breaking the kiss she started to loosen his tunic and let her hands move over his bare skin. Thorin broke the kiss to look at the woman in his arms. He loved the sight of his queen looking at him with her full swollen lips, her eyes longing for him and her hair falling around her face in wild curls. His little whirlwind. Never before a woman had come so close to him, so close to his heart. Thorin picked her up and carried her to the bed.
Slowly he undressed her and revelled in the sight of the naked woman laying in his bed. Thorin wanted to kiss every inch of this body and tease Kassandra till she begged. But as he wanted to lean down, she stopped him. 'You still have all your clothes on, my king' Kassandra purred. 'How unfair.' She looked at him seductively and bit her lower lip.
Thorin growled and pulled Kassandra up. 'You undress me, woman.' he snarled at her, making her grin. Kassandra took her time. She trailed kissed over every inch of exposed skin, causing Thorin to hiss in arousal. Her tongue sliding down his chest and belly, Kassandra removed Thorins pants. As her tongue carressed his hard member Thorin let out a loud moan and threw his head back. But he wanted to give her a treat, wanted to make her beg for more.
Both naked now, he leaned forward and pinned her down on the matress. Kassandra chuckled as Thorins beard tickled her skin. Her chuckles were soon replaced by hoarse moans. Thorins hands and mouth made her lose her mind. Thorin kissed and nibbled his way over Kassandras body while his hands grabbed her wrists and held them down. Kassandra felt hot waves shoot through her body and as she thought she could not bear it any longer Thorin flipped her onto her stomach. His hot kisses trailed down her back and his hands massaged her lower back, waist and behind.
'Thorin.' Kassandra whispered.
Thorin moved over her back, his erection waiting at her wet entrance. Kassandra lifted her hips and buckled her back, desperate for his touch.
Thorin had to to concentrate to keep a cool head.
'Thorin, please...' Kassandra pleaded. She could not take anymore teasing. 'Stop teasing. Take me...please...my king...' She knew by now what effect these words had on Thorin.
Thorin only made her beg once, for he could not resist any longer himself. He lifted her hips and thrust into her from behind with one hard move. Kassandra let out a passionate scream, he had thrust her over the edge for the first time that night. Slowly Thorin started to move, with torturing tenderness he moved his hips and slid in and out. He kissed Kassandras back while she moaned and lifted her hips to receive his thrusts. Arching her back she turned her head to catch his lips for a fierce kiss. Thorins thrusts got faster and harder 'So tight, so wet...only for me...' he purred at her ear. 'You are mine, never forget that.'
Kassandra smiled and decided to torture him a bit on her own. 'I belong to nobody.' she whispered.
Growling, Thorin kneeled behind her and lifted her behind so that she kneeled in front of him. With the head of his member he dipped int her hot core. His hands grabbed her waist forcing her to receive his teasing. Kassandra threw her head back in passion. Her moans grew louder with his every move. Slowly Thorin pushed his complete length into his queen enjoying her choked scream. Nibbling her shoulder he whispered in her ear 'What do you want, my queen?' .
Kassandra could not hold on any longer. 'Please...take me...now. I am yours Thorin.' she stammered panting. 'Claim me!'
Thorin kissed her back before he straightened up and started pumping into her, hard and felt her tighten around him and thrust into her, again and again, getting faster with every thrust.
'Gods!' Kassandra felt hot and cold waves running through her body, her vision blurred as she her climax nearly tore her body apart. Her cry made Thorin climax himself, with a load growl he thrust deep into her and made them both collaps onto the matress. It took them minutes to catch their breath. Kassandra smiled and turned toThorin, still laying on her stomach. Thorin lay on his back, panting. That night they fell asleep looking at each other lovingly.
Kassandra felt tears stream down her face. She missed him so much, but he would have to make the first step. Even though she loved him madly Kassandra was not able to forget what he had done. That night he cried herself to sleep.