Gold, gold and even more gold, the novelty has completely worn off. I can see the madness in Thorin that Balin referred to and he was right. Thorin won't let me be alone with any of the Dwarves even when they are in a group. Not even Fili and Kili! Only Andy and that's because the boy is a child. This could have gone one of two ways. Thorin could have completely disregarded my existence or he could get insanely possessive… he took the possessive track and I can't help but think I would have preferred to be ignored. It gets worse every hour and he's starting to scare me! Sitting on Thorin's throne, I twirl a gold coin in my fingers like a baton then drop my head back against the throne.
"Guinevere" Thorin's voice echoes across the entire room and I jump at the lowness of it. I swear it's getting lower and darker sounding since we got here.
I place my hand over my chest as my heart thumps at a million miles per hour "Thorin! You scared me!"
He walks across the bridge casually while his eyes flick from the gold to my face to the gold. I slide off the throne thinking it probably wasn't a good idea to sit there to begin with.
"Sorry, but you've kept me in this room this entire time and you told me not to sit on the floor" I say defensively.
Thorin reaches me and with the outfit he's kitted himself out in, crown and all, he has an air around him that makes him feel six feet tall. I'm positively shrunk next to his magnificence.
He reaches out and plays with a strand of my hair "You can sit where you like until I have your own throne built"
My eyes widen a fraction "That's not necessary"
He smiles "Of course it is. You are my Queen"
I lower my eyes "But clearly no one before me had one"
Thorin's hand travel from my hair to my chin and lifts it, my eyes flick back up to his face "You are not the Queens of the past. You are my Queen. The first human Queen to ever sit in the halls of Erebor" His eyes start to mist over as he continues to speak and his words worry me and his grip starts to hurt "Your hair is spun white Gold and your skin glows like Mithril and you're eyes, they remind me of the arkenstone, a swirl of bright beautiful colours, bright and alive." He blinks and his eyes seem to clear.
The look of fear on my face takes him by surprise and he drops my chin. His eyes travel down to my clothing and he frowns "Why are you still wearing those clothes?"
I look down at myself then up to Thorin surprised "What do you mean? I have nothing else to wear and I doubt Dwarven clothes will fit me"
Thorin smirks and his hand grips my waist and he pulls me into him. His other hand traces the curve in my hip to the dip of my waist then back around the curve of my bust.
"Dwarven women are not built so delicately and no Dwarf woman has breasts this big" He squeezes one of my breasts over my clothes to emphasis his point and grins
The Thorin I know comes back and I laugh a little and slide my hand up to his neck and run a finger down to his collar bone then back up again.
"If you don't like these clothes I could always take them off" I say then bite my bottom lip.
Thorin looks over his shoulder then mutters "Not here"
He takes my hand and leads me down the stairs at the back of the throne then stops on the gold. I laugh nervously "What are you doing?" I ask.
He turns on me then shoves me hard. I slip on some coins and fall onto my ass on the gold. I glare up at Thorin "What the…" My words disappear at the look of lust, possessiveness and greed on Thorin's face.
My stomach flutters but not in a good way. There is no love in his face. He looms over me as a smirk tugs at his lips "I want to keep you like this forever. My own personal treasure, my arkenstone."
He kneels down in front of me. I push away from him, actually scared of him "Thorin, please stop it"
He grips my waist and pulls me back and leans down to my ear "No"
His mouth moves from my ear to my neck and he bites down on the curve of my neck. I gasp in pain and push on Thorin's shoulder.
"No, Thorin" I shout and push against the Dwarf King.
He presses a bruising kiss on my lips to stop my protests. I close my eyes tightly. His mouth is the same. He still tastes the same and he still smells like Thorin. The pressure lessens on my mouth and hips and he now feels like Thorin again. My arms wrap around his neck and pull him into me further. He detaches from my mouth and he starts kissing across my cheek, down to my jaw and down to my neck. I move my hands up to grip his hair and my hand hits his crown and reality hits me. This isn't my Thorin. This is a shadow of Thorin. Tears burst from my eyes and fall from my face and land on Thorin's shoulder, my hand flies to my mouth as sobs wrack my entire body. Thorin pulls away from my neck and looks at me confused and concerned.
"What's wrong?" He asks with a hint of annoyance that makes me cry harder.
I push him away and stagger to my feet with difficulty "I don't know who you are anymore! You are not the Thorin I fell in love with!" He stands and reaches for my hand but I step away from him.
"No! Stay away from me!" I shout at him and turn and run away from him.
I run down the mountain of gold and I hate it more and more with each step. This gold has stolen Thorin from me! I hate it! I head King's chambers. We christened it as our own. In such a short space of time Thorin went from being himself to being a shadow… it's disturbing. I pace the room a little before dropping down onto the desk chair, cross my arms on the desk and drop my face into my arms. I hear the door open but I ignore it. I know its Thorin and I refuse to look at him. I can literally feel his presence walk towards me then something is placed on the desk with a clink. Unable to contain my curiosity I look up from my arms.
The sight pisses me off. It's a large silver necklace studded with diamonds and a tear drop sapphire on the end. I scoff and stand up and walk away. Thorin grabs my arm to stop me.
"Don't you like it?" He asks confused
My anger boils over "You can't buy me Thorin!" I yell at him
He looks a little taken aback and pissed at my comment. I sigh angrily and look away from him to calm myself "Thorin, you have me. Why are you acting like this?" I ask him.
His hand slides from my wrist to my hand and holds it tightly in his "You are mine, Gwen and I plan to keep it that way by any means necessary"
I frown "Buying me is not the way to go about it and you know it! I told you I don't care about jewellery or gold or status. I was a police officer and I liked it. I grew up poor, I did not care. I still don't. I could leave here right now and live a poor person's life and I would not care. What I care about Thorin, is you"
He looks at me carefully as if judging my reaction to the words in his head. He remains silent.
I shake my head and pull my hand away "Nothing? Not even an apology, a word, protest, nothing" I sigh and head for the door. You know what! I turn back around "If you do lose me Thorin, know it's on you"
I open the door when a hand bangs on the door, forcing it closed again. Fear floods my veins and I spin around with my back pressed into the door, hoping I'll fall through it.
"Was that a threat?" He asks with a growl.
I swallow the frog in my throat but keep my composure "It's not a threat Thorin. It's a promise"
His other hand slams against the door on the other side of my head "You will not leave me" He shouts in my face.
I purse my lip angrily "Don't push me Thorin! Don't treat me like some helpless girl who can't look after herself. I can hold my own and you know it!"
He glares and grabs my chin in a bruising grip and presses his lips on mine. I push against him but he grabs my arms and holds them against the door with ease, my struggles don't faze him in the slightest. I snap my head away and Thorin just moves to my neck.
"Get off Thorin!" I gaps out as his tongue runs across my collar bone
He just grunts at me and let's go of my arms and pulls my shirt open and starts attacking my breasts with kisses and bites. I don't want this!
"Thorin if you don't get off of me I will never forgive you! I will hate you!" I scream.
He lets go immediately and steps back. I slide to the floor. He looks down at me shocked and regretful "Gwen… I…"
He kneels down next to me and reaches for me. I flinch away from him. His eyes widen and he looks at me shocked "I am sorry, Gwen."
"Oh, Thorin, what is happening to you? You are you one moment and someone else the next. I don't know if I can handle it" I tell him with tears in my eyes.
Thorin opens his mouth to reply when there is a knock on the door. "Thorin, Elves have entered Dale" Dwalin
Thorin face goes stoic "Prepared for war?"
"Aye" Dwalin replies.
Thorin holds out his hand for me and I take it nervously and he gently lifts me to my feet. He lets go and bursts out the door. I roll my eyes, here we go again!