Hello once again! I am going to be busy tommorow so I am posting this chapter a little early so I don't forget. Hope you all enjoy!

xoxo Mels

The sun had already set quite a long time ago and the stars had come out, dotting the night sky above us. I laid on Dwalin's bare chest, my body draped over his, staring into the campfire which heated my skin almost as much as Dwalin did. A blanket covered us, draped low over my hips and Dwalin was running a hand over my bare back as he stared up at the night sky, the both of us catching our breath after another vigorous and ardent love making session.

We had found an insatiable need to be one with each other and only now that we both were exhausted did we part from one another. Any fears that either of us might have had before had been assuaged in each other's arms. We shared a mutual trust and respect for one another and I knew that in Dwalin's arms I would always be safe.

Sex with Dwalin was in one word...amazing. Once I had assured him that I wouldn't break he no longer held back the bulk of his lust and passion. I never once felt unsafe with Dwalin and as passionate as he was, he was also understanding and gentle and patient with me knowing that I was still a virgin. I had been surprised with myself, having taken control of the situation a bit in order to set Dwalin at ease, the man having been unsure at first if he should touch me or not. Once I had told him to touch me he had never stopped.

"That was…," Dwalin panted out, still rubbing circles on my back with his knuckles and I nodded, humming as I stretched lithly and buried my face into his chest.

"Mind blowing," I finished for my husband and Dwalin chuckled, the motion lifting me up and down.

"Aye, that it was," Dwalin agreed with me as I looked up at my husband and I shivered slightly as his knuckle brushed over a sensitive bit of skin on my side. "Are yah cold kurdel?" Dwalin asked me, looking down at me and he pulled the blanket that covered us up higher on my body.

"No, just a bit ticklish," I admitted as I squirmed slightly, pushing myself up on his chest a little higher and laying my head down on his shoulder.

"Oh, are yah now?" Dwalin asked me wiggling his eyebrows up and down and I pulled back to look at him and saw that he had a large grin on his face.

"Don't you dare," I warned my husband with a slight smile on my face, squirming again as he lightly brushed his hand over that sensitive spot once more.

"Wouldn't dream of it. I like yah where yah are right now." Dwalin told me and one of his hands slid lower until it cupped my bare butt cheek and he squeezed it, his other hand sliding up my back and tracing over my tattoos. "So these are the tattoos yah spoke of," Dwalin remarked as he took his time inspecting my body closer now that our initial lust had been satiated.

"Aye. Nothing over the top like Thorin's. I just felt like I needed something to remind me of my family after I lost adad," I explained to Dwalin as I lazily played with his hair.

"Maybe after we reclaim Erebor yah can get a dragon to remind yah of how we slayed Smaug," Dwalin told me and I raised an eyebrow at that and snorted.

"I think that would look better on you, azaghâlûh," I told my husband before shrugging. "I'm hardly the dragon slaying type," I added and Dwalin smirked at that.

"Maybe a bunny then," Dwalin told me and I slapped his arm as he laughed.

"Be nice," I told him and he chuckled once more before sobering.

"I am. A bunny to remind yah of the skin changer," Dwalin said before his expression turned dark and I sighed heavily knowing where he was going with this.

"He doesn't mean anything by the name. He calls Bilbo little bunny too. Beorn's just being friendly," I assured my husband, running my hand over his chest in different patterns of khuzdul runes.

"Too friendly if yah ask me," Dwalin grumbled and I rolled my eyes at that and sat up slightly before leaning down and kissing him deeply. Sweeping my tongue against the seam of his lips until he granted me entrance which was immediate. He growled and pressed me closer to him as I held his face between my hands and kissed him deeply and languidly before pulling back from him.

"Don't speak ill of our host," I told Dwalin as I looked down at him, carding my fingers through his beard. "He's letting us make use of this place for some privacy. That is...unless you want to go back to the barn with my uncle and my cousins, and your brother, and the Company…," I said squeaking slightly in surprise as Dwalin pulled me back into our kiss and flipped us over simultaneously so that he was above me. He carefully held himself off of me so that he was laying on top of me skin pressed against skin, but his full weight was not crushing me.

"I'm grateful for the privacy, but I'd rather like the bear to keep his paws off my wife," Dwalin growled slightly as he looked down at me and I smiled up at him, playing with his hair and pushing it behind his ears before I began playing with his beard once more.

"We leave for Mirkwood soon. Just enjoy this time we have together while we can," I told my husband and he smiled down at me, leaning in for another kiss, this one soft and sweet, before pulling back once more.

"I intend too," He told me in a soft voice before he rolled to the side and sat up beside the fire. "Let's see what they packed for us to eat," Dwalin told me and I grinned as I sat up on my knees on the bed roll, wrapping the blanket which Dwalin had thrown off of himself around me. Dwalin walked naked across our camp to the basket of food and he brought it back over to me, sitting down beside me and I snuggled into my husband's side. "Hungry, yâsith?" Dwalin asked me as he opened the basket and began going through it.

"Famished, yâsûn," I replied as I bit my lip and took in the very striking figure of my naked husband as the fire light licked his impressive body. Dwalin looked at me side long and caught me staring at him and he chuckled.

"Plenty of time still for that, lass. Better eat first," Dwalin told me before he passed me a plate filled with baked goods, fruits, and cheeses. He poured me a mug of mead as well and began to make up a plate for himself. I knew he was right, but I couldn't help myself. There was a fire in my belly and the fire that I felt in my veins when I was close to Dwalin only grew hotter when I was with him so intimately.

Dwalin and I conversed in low voices as we ate and I humored him by finishing my plate even though I didn't really feel all that hungry at least in that sense. After our late dinner, Dwalin suggested that we take a swim in the hot springs. I was looking forward to readily having access to hot water. It certainly was a luxury here in Middle Earth. Dwalin slipped into the water which was lit by firelight first, checking the depth of the pool. He waded a few feet in before nodding and turning back to me, deeming that it was safe.

I dipped my toes into the water first and found the water temperature to be pleasant and so I slipped into the water excitedly, only to hiss in a bit of pain as a certain part of my anatomy was lowered into the water. I made a face as I walked on tiptoe over to where Dwalin was sitting and he reached out for me, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me to him, sitting me on his lap while he sat on a rock which was buried in the water and made a sort of seat in the pool.

"Aye, you'll be a bit sore lass," Dwalin said as he saw my face and I hummed slightly as he ran his knuckles down my spine. "The water should help," He added and I nodded in agreement.

"It certainly feels nice. This is amazing. I've never seen anything quite like this before," I said to Dwalin as I looked around the clear pool, the water of which steamed. It felt like a perfect bath and seemed to be fed from under the water, most likely by a geothermal vent.

"You'll love the baths in Erebor then. There's geothermal vents that run under the mountain and heat the water throughout the mountain," Dwalin told me and I raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise.

"Truly? So there is plumbing?" I asked Dwalin in surprise, having not expected this.

"Aye, the whole mountain is piped and plumbed," Dwalin answered me and I smiled brightly and sighed in relief.

"Oh thank Mahal. That makes things so much easier. It's nice to know that we'll have a few modern luxuries," I said, glad to find out that I would not have to deal with chamber pots like I was forced to when we were in Bree. Elves had privies of a sort, but it wasn't the same as a modern bathroom. Having hot running water would be nice and a luxury in this world.

"What'd yah think it would be like?" Dwalin asked me with a snort and I shrugged my shoulders.

"I wasn't sure what to expect really. I've never lived inside a mountain before, remember." I reminded my husband and he made a sound of acknowledgement.

"Aye, that's right. I forget sometimes," He told me before he placed a kiss on my shoulder. "Yah'll like it I think. It's not as oppressive as people think, living inside the mountain, not when yah can feel the mountain if yah know what I mean," Dwalin said as he pressed a kiss to my opposite shoulder.

"What does Stone Sense feel like to you? I've wondered. When we were in the Misty Mountains I felt this feeling in the pit of my stomach like a niggling sensation. It led me onwards through the tunnels and that's how I found my way out," I said as I turned and looked back at my husband and he frowned as he considered my words.

"It's like as yah said, a sensation in yer gut leading yah onwards. For some it's a strong feeling and for some it's barely there. Those with the biggest Stone Sense make the best miners as they can anticipate cave ins and weak stone," Dwalin explained to me and I nodded in understanding before turning around and wrapping my arms around Dwalin's neck and bumping my forehead gently to his.

Dwalin looked up into my eyes and reached up, caressing the side of my face as his other hand rubbed my back. It gently ran across my skin making me shiver once more as it brushed over my ticklish skin and then his hand was trailing up my belly and between the slope of my breasts. His hand found my right breast easily and he tweaked a nipple which began to harden as I groaned and sunk my fingers into his beard.

His mouth lowered to my left breast and he pulled my other nipple into his mouth sucking on it with a gentle pressure. I rocked my core against his leg, feeling him harden beneath the water and I pulled him from my breast and crashed my mouth to his. The sound of crickets and owls hooting in the trees behind us was the music to our passion as Dwalin and I slaked our need for each other once more that night.

Late that night, Dwalin and I laid on our conjoined bedrolls, two blankets pulled up over our nude forms. Dwalin was holding me in his arms tightly as if he was afraid that if he let me go I would disappear. I laid staring up at the night sky unable to sleep just yet. I could feel the rise and fall of Dwalin's chest beneath me as I was laying across his upper body, my head tucked under his chin. I thought he was asleep, but was surprised when he voice cut through the night.

"Can't sleep?" Dwalin asked me quietly, his face slightly illuminated in the dying glow of the fire.

"Mmm, I'm just looking at the stars. They're different here," I told my husband as I searched the night sky for any star or constellation that looked familiar and still finding none. I had studied this new night sky for months and I was certain that it was different now. "I guess that is one way I can tell that this isn't a dream. Sometimes I'm afraid that I'll wake up and this all will have just been a dream," I admitted to my husband and he pulled me closer to him and planted a kiss to the top of my head.

"If this is a dream, I will kill whoever tries to wake us," Dwalin told me in a low voice and I turned so that I could see him. He was frowning deeply and looking grave and I reached up and gently caressed his face.

"Abbad, sanâzyung," I told Dwalin, repeating it again as he looked down at me and I pushed myself up and leaned down and kissed him, slow and sweet. "I'm not going anywhere," I assured my husband as I pulled back and continued to caress the side of his face.

"Yah better not," Dwalin warned me as he held me tightly and I bumped my forehead to his gently before laying my head back down under his chin and yawning deeply. "Sleep, amrâlimê," Dwalin told me softly, rubbing my back once more and I hummed tiredly and snuggled against him.

"Men lananubukhs menu, Dwalin," I told my new husband with a smile on my face and he kissed the top of my head once more.

"Men lananubukhs menu, Adaira," Dwalin responded before he began to hum an unfamiliar song which lulled me to sleep in his arms.

The next morning when I awoke it was to the smell of something cooking. I found myself under both blankets, buried in a little cocoon of warmth and when I rolled over and opened my eyes it was to the sight of my husband in the buff making breakfast. I smiled sleepily and buried my face into the blankets to ward off the morning chill from nipping at my nose. I frowned as I realized what this meant. We were on the very cusp of autumn and Durin's Day was approaching. That was apparent in the chilly start to the morning.

I stretched languidly beneath the blankets and searched around for a shirt to cover myself with, but I couldn't find mine, only Dwalin's. I shrugged before pulling it on over my nude body. It swallowed me, hanging off of me very loosely and as the neck was far bigger than my own, it hung off my shoulder. I sat up, holding the blankets close to me still as I shivered slightly, but I smiled as I looked to my husband once more.

"Good morning, neach-gaoil," I said in a sleep gruff voice and Dwalin turned his gaze to me and smiled.

"Morning, uzfakuh," Dwalin returned the greeting as his eyes roved over my body before coming back up to my face. "How'd yah sleep?" He asked me and I smiled at him, looking down and playing with my hands slightly before looking back up.

"Better than I have for quite a long time," I admitted to my husband and he nodded in agreement with my words.

"Aye, the same for me. Just knowing yah were safe in my arms put me at ease," Dwalin told me as he turned back to the cast iron skillet that was sitting in the fire and stirred what he was cooking in it.

"Well, we never need to be apart again, mo chridhe. My place is at your side," I told Dwalin and he smiled at that as I reminded him that there was nothing keeping us apart anymore.

"As mine is at yours," Dwalin told me before he beckoned me closer to the fire. "Come, can't have anyone saying I'm not feeding my yâsith," Dwalin said before he smirked as his eyes roved over me once more. "Besides, yah might be a bit warmer over here," He added and I snorted and I pulled myself up to my knees, wrapping one of the blankets around my shoulders before I crossed the distance to him by walking on my knees. I sat down again beside him and Dwalin pulled me into his side, wrapping his arms around me and he tilted my chin up, planting a kiss on my lips.

"Morning," Dwalin said in a husky voice as he pulled back and looked down at me and I bit my bottom lip as I smiled and reached up, running a hand along his cheek whilst scratching the edge of his beard.

"Morning," I told him before pushing myself up slightly and sealing my lips over his once more. Dwalin grumbled low in his throat as one hand traveled lower on my body and squeezed my ass and I tangled my hands into his hair and ran my fingers through it before gently running them over his bald head. When we broke apart for air that lust filled look was back in Dwalin's eyes, but he gently sat me back down and turned back to the fire.

"Here, this should warm yah right up," Dwalin told me in a gruff voice as he picked up a steaming tin cup and handed it to me.

"What's this?" I asked as I accepted it from him, inhaling a bit of the fragrant steam before blowing on the top of the liquid.

"Tea?" Dwalin said, the word sounding more like a question and I hummed slightly in surprise. "Dori mentioned that yah were partial to it," He added, looking a bit hesitant.

"I am, thank you mo chridhe," I assured Dwalin and he raised an eyebrow at me as I pressed the cup into my cold hands to warm them as I let the tea cool.

"Mo chridhe?" Dwalin asked me, his pronunciation slightly off and I smiled at him and nodded.

"It means my heart. Which is exactly what you are," I explained to my husband and he kissed the top of my head before he began to plate up our food. I raised the cup to my lips and took a sip, making a face which I tried to hide as a bitter taste filled my mouth.

The tea was strong and a bit over steeped. It also needed something, but I could tell that it was peppermint, chamomile, and something lemony. It wasn't exactly bad, but it wasn't exactly good either. Dwalin looked to me as he passed me a plate of food piled high and he raised an eyebrow, still looking a bit hesitant.

"Is it okay?" Dwalin asked me as I set my cup down by my feet and picked up my fork, digging into the eggs which Dwalin had cooked and taking a big bite of them. I again had to hide a face as I bit into a burnt bit of egg so I smiled and nodded as I forced myself to swallow.

"Yeah, it's really good. Thank you, mo chridhe," I thanked my husband and Dwalin fixed me with a look that said he didn't buy my words.

"Then why are yah making that face?" Dwalin asked me with a slightly raised eyebrow and I caved and set my plate down on my lap and put a hand on his arm, shaking my head.

"I'm sorry, I really am, it's just…," I began hurriedly and Dwalin began to chuckle loudly, cutting off my words.

"Yah can tell me if I've made a mistake lass," Dwalin assured me and I sighed out a breath and chuckled myself before holding up a burnt bit of egg with my camp fork.

"Well, it's a little burnt, but it's the thought that counts," I admitted to my husband and he laughed again nodding in agreement.

"Least I got the tea right," Dwalin said and I grimaced once more, sorry that I had to burst his bubble.

"Almost right," I corrected him before looking into the basket of food that had been packed for us and triumphantly holding up a small jar of honey. "Honey helps," I said, adding a bit to my tea before I leaned over and kissed Dwalin soundly. "I really do appreciate it mo chridhe," I told my husband earnestly and he nodded before smirking.

"Should have warned yah lass, I'm a terrible cook," Dwalin admitted to me and I laughed at that. "Yah should have seen when Thorin and I went out hunting. Each of us would pack rations that didn't need more than heatin' up," Dwalin told me and I shook my head at that.

"Well, at least one of us knows how to cook. I can't promise I'll be good at everything else, but I can promise that you won't go hungry. I'll leave the hunting to you and you can leave the cooking to me," I told my new husband and he nodded a grin on his face.

"Aye, I can agree to that lass. If we hadn't promised the skin changer to not hunt on his lands I'd be hunting for something now," Dwalin grumbled and I put a hand on his arm and rubbed his arm slightly.

"We'll be moving on from here soon enough," I reminded him and Dwalin hummed in agreement before pulling me closer to him as if he was worried that I would disappear.

We sat together and finished our food making light conversation as we did so and the entire time our hands were caressing one another and we were generally touching. Once we finished breaking our fast, Dwalin and I sat in front of the fire, my head in Dwalin's lap as he rubbed his knuckles up and down my back. I stared into the fire, a hand wrapped around Dwalin's knee as I pressed my face into his skin, just enjoying our newfound closeness.

"How are yah feeling today?" Dwalin asked me as he continued to massage my back, working out the tension in my shoulders now.

"A little sore," I admitted to him, feeling the deep internal twinging between my legs every time I moved and I rolled over and looked up at my husband. "But I don't regret anything we did yesterday," I assured my husband before he could feel guilty.

"Can't say I do either, but we best take it slow today," Dwalin told me, a soft smile on his face and I hummed in agreement.

"I'd have to agree with you. I just can't seem to get enough of you though," I told my husband honestly and he nodded as he looked down at me. His eyes roving over me again.

"The feeling is mutual lass," Dwalin assured me before he suggested that we take another swim. I got to my feet and slipped out of his tunic and was the first to sink into the warm water, Dwalin following behind me.

His arms came up from behind me and wrapped around me and he pressed his face into my left shoulder as we stood in the water and I hummed as I reached back and put a hand on his head before turning in his arms so that I was facing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, soft and sweet and Dwalin picked me up having me wrap my legs around his waist before he led us deeper into the water and back over to the rock that was sunken into the pool which acted as a sort of seat. I sat in his lap once more, clinging to him as I enjoyed the relaxation that the hot water afforded my body.

The bruises over my skin were turning from purple to yellow and while my broken finger still burned with pain it was manageable. My ribs still hurt if I moved too quickly, but I no longer felt pain when I breathed in too deeply. As for my face, while the gashes itched something fiercely they were less painful than they had been when I had first received them. Dwalin seemed to have caught me taking stock of my injuries as he got a strange look about his face.

"What happened to yah in the goblin tunnels?" Dwalin asked me suddenly and I started at that. It wasn't like I wasn't expecting for him to ask the question eventually, but he had caught me slightly off guard.

"I...when we were falling down that chute somehow I got separated from all of you and fell into a deeper tunnel. I could somehow tell that I was very deep beneath the mountain. I found myself in some sort of cavern that was lit by glow worms, but I couldn't see all that well. There was this large pile of bones where I fell. I probably wasn't the only one to get lost down there," I started to explain and Dwalin started to rub my back, just listening and letting me talk as he watched my face.

"I had to improvise a torch because I couldn't see if there was a way out so I slipped off my breast bindings and took a leg bone and lit it. There was just enough light for just long enough that I managed to find a crack in the rocks ahead of me. I was scared. Really scared. I wasn't sure where all of you were and I didn't know where I was. Then I heard this voice calling out for me. I thought it was one of you calling for help so that got me moving," I continued to explain and Dwalin frowned as he listened to me.

"Yah heard a voice?" He asked me and I nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, it was, I don't know what it was. I found out my pack was too big to fit through the rocks so I had to leave whatever I didn't think was necessary behind. Then I keep moving forward. I made it into another large cavern and the voice kept calling me forward like a siren. Then I got this sensation in my stomach when I touched the stone and I remembered what adada told me about Stone Sense so I decided to follow the feeling. I'd never seen mountains before let alone travelled through them or been lost in them, but I had to trust that Mahal would guide me back to you," I told Dwalin leaning forward and pressing my forehead to his.

"I thought I was wrong after a while though. I had followed the sensation and it led me through twists and turns in these winding tunnels and I was scared because I wasn't sure I could find my way back if I had been wrong but then I broke into another cavern. It was like nothing I had ever seen before," I told Dwalin, smiling and shaking my head as I remembered what I had seen in those tunnels.

"It felt so much different, welcoming even. I found a torch while searching around and lit it and...on the walls the symbol of Durin the Deathless was carved into the wall. There was this stone table and the runes were old, but part of what the translation spoke of was of Durin. The walls were studded with gemstones and with ore veins and I started singing about Durin and then as I did this image, the image of an oak tree, the same as the brooch I found the one that brought me here, it appeared on the walls along with an inscription. I wrote it down, it's back with my things," I explained to Dwalin who was staring at me in surprise as I continued to speak.

"And then, then my love, Mahal spoke to me. He told me that more than Durin was meant to find those halls," I told my husband and he started at that.

"You spoke to Mahal?" He asked me and I nodded earnestly.

"He warned me of what was about to happen and then I found my way out. I found my way back to you. There was another tunnel and it led out to the upper levels of the goblin town. I tried to make my way down to you, but I got lost and then when I rounded a corner I was captured by the goblins. They brought me to Azog and you know the rest," I finished my story and Dwalin nodded before falling silent. I watched him, biting my lip and then turning worried as he continued to remain silent for quite a few moments.

"Dwalin…?" I asked and he broke out of his stupor and wrapped his arms more tightly around me.

"Sorry lass, I was only thinking...if yeh hadn't have been a darrowdam," Dwalin said and he shook his head before burying his face into my chest and I folded my arms around him and murmured quiet assurances that we were both safe and that I was there in his arms. Once Dwalin calmed he looked up at me and caressed the side of my face with his hand.

His reaction to my story startled me. I knew that the road ahead of us was a dangerous one. It would be for the best if we spoke now about what lay before us. If we both prepared for the worst.

"Dwalin, as much as I do not wish to speak of such a thing, especially now, we must consider...Mirkwood," I brought up the topic that was weighing heavily on my mind and Dwalin shook his head, his expression turning grim.

"I'd rather not talk about it lass, just leave it for now," Dwalin told me and I bit my lip, worrying it between my teeth. I didn't exactly want to talk about the possibility of losing Dwalin either, but I was thinking rationally about the future.

"Dwalin, you and I both know the truth. Azog is still hunting us and he most likely wants me dead more than Thorin right now seeing as I humiliated him in front of his army. Beorn and Gandalf won't come out and say it but it is clear to me that they both fear Mirkwood. Then there is still the matter of Smaug to consider," I pressed and I shrank back away from Dwalin when he lashed out at me in anger.

"I said leave it!" Dwalin shouted at me as I pressed myself as far away from him as his hold on me would allow and as his hold slacked around my waist I pushed out of it and took a few steps away from him, crossing my arms over my chest as I bit my lip and looked down at my feet, feeling very unsure of myself in that moment.

"Ah fûsak, Adaira, I'm sorry lass," Dwalin said looking gutted as he saw me shrink away from him and he reached out gently with one hand in my direction. "I shouldn't have shouted at yah like that lass, please, can we talk about this?" Dwalin asked me, sighing loudly and I nodded, placing my hand in his and allowing him to me closer to him again. He very gently wrapped his arms around me again and he pressed his forehead into my shoulder, sighing loudly again.

"I just...I can't think about all that lass. I'd be lying if I told yah that I'm not afraid of losing yah amrâlimê. Yer right there's still Azog and Mirkwood and Smaug. I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect yah. That yah'll get hurt because of my failure again," Dwalin admitted to me as he lifted his head from my shoulder and looked me in the eyes, which were filled with fear and remorse.

"That's something I need to know. That's something we need to walk about. I don't want you to bottle that up inside. It's not yours to carry alone any more mo chridhe," I told Dwalin as I rubbed the top of his head before placing a kiss to it. "Your fears are my fears. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of losing you Dwalin," I told my husband, sitting in his lap once more as he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"We need to go into this being of the same mind. Our expectations for one another need to be the same. If there is something that I can do to put you more at ease when we leave from here, than please just tell me," I continued as I looked down at my husband and he nodded in understanding and I leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips, long slow and sweet.

"I know we don't know each other all that well, but I hope we can use this time to get to know one another a little better," I told him as we pulled away from each other and rested our foreheads together.

"I'd like that, lass," Dwalin told me and I snuggled deeper into his arms, my head coming to rest on his chest, right under his chin.

"I feel safest when I am in your arms," I admitted to my husband and he planted a kiss to the top of my head.

"I feel calmer having yah close to me," Dwalin admitted to me and I smiled as I listened to his steady heart beat under my ear knowing that no matter what the road ahead of us brought, Dwalin and I at least had a better understanding of one another. We would get through this, together.

Khuzdul-

Kurdel- Heart of all hearts

Azaghâlûh- My warrior

Yâsith- Wife

Yâsûn- Husband

Abbad-I'm here

Sanâzyung- perfect (true/pure) love (Reserved for Ones)

Amrâlimê-My love

Men lananubukhs menu- I love you

Uzfakuh- My greatest joy

Fûsak- Rhymes with Duck and starts with an F

Gaelic-

Neach-gaoil- Beloved

Mo chridhe- My heart