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Chapter 33

On the final day of their visit, there was parting fest held in the honor of the visiting kingdoms.

Magdalen hadn't spoken to Fili since the previous morning. She hadn't even bothered to look in his direction, spending the night celebrating with Tilda. Now she sat in the royal pavilion at the head table watching as people from all three kingdoms danced and celebrated another year of prospering peace. Tilda had insisted that she sit beside her, wanting someone to gossip and whisper to her throughout dinner. Magdalen had gladly obliged, she couldn't help herself she loved to gossip.

For most of the night, they sat through speeches made by each king thanking their allies for support and allowing a strong relationship to flourish. Magdalen had done her best to ignore Fili's burning gaze throughout dinner. She hadn't spoken to him and she hadn't planned on to until he came and apologize first. Bain had done a great job by distracting throughout their meal with fantastic stories of the Battle of the Five Armies, as he was nothing more than a child during the battle. As the series of speeches came to an end the barrels of ale and elvish wine was brought out, and the real party began.

She watched as Kili slipped away from his uncle and traveled around the edges of the party to stand beside a certain elf. Magdalen bit back a smile at the pair. As the night went on Bain had managed to drag her out to the dance floor. Magdalen certain wasn't the most graceful dancer at the fest, that was clear when a few girls pointed and laughed as she tripped over air. But she didn't' care as Bain twirled her around.

After a while, Bain took her to a small balcony that overlooked all the festivities.

"You are quite the dancer, dear Magdalen." He offered her a charming smile.

Magdalen snorted, "Well I had a great partner to lead me." She teased.

Bain stood up straight "You certainly did." He winked pushing his shoulder into hers.

"You don't have to stop dancing when you leave in the morning." His eyes glowed as he looked down at her taking her hands in his.

"What?" She questioned.

He smiled once again. "I'd hope you would wish to write to me, once you return to the mountain. Maybe visit with Fili and Kili when they come around."

His face glowed against the warm lights of the lanterns that hung above them. She realized he was asking to see her again. Her heart skipped a beat when he smiled, in a strange way he reminded her of Jack, her ex-boyfriend. Bain was charming just as Jack was. An obvious womanizer, and a heartbreaker. Though she imagined Bain wasn't as devilish as Jack had been.

She hadn't thought about dating since she had arrived in Middle Earth, she understood things worked differently here. But part of her had always wanted a family when she was older. To give her own

children what her parents had wanted for her and her sister. Yet looking in his warm bright eyes, she knew it wasn't Bain she saw at the father of her children. It was the hauntingly blue eyes of the man she couldn't stand at the moment. She swallowed at the thought of those blues eyes and their owner.

"Bain, I have enjoyed our time together-"

Bain hung his head letting out a little laugh. "It's okay, Magdalen, you don't have to explain. I thought I would try, any man would be lucky to have you."

Magdalen looked up at him with sympathetic eyes. "I am sorry Bain, I hope that we could still be friends." She squeezed his hands.

"I would be lucky to call you a friend."

Magdalen pushed into his shoulder playfully.

"I know I have broken your heart but there was a lovely lady over there who hasn't looked away all night." She teased, Bain's head snapping in the direction she had pointed.

A young brunette girl met Bain's gaze giving him a small wave.

"If you will excuse me, Magdalen, I must go mend my heart." Magdalen laughed as he smiled patting her hand. Before waltzing toward the dance floor, bowing before the girl as he swept her on to the dance floor.

Magdalen watched the dwarf and elf dance around each other. Sharing secret looks, and light touches. Her heart warmed at the sight. She had never been a huge romantic, but it was clear the two were in love.

"I've told Kili to stay away from her," a voice said behind her.

She didn't need to turn to see who it was she knew it already.

She glanced over her shoulder to find Fili. She narrowed her eyes, snapping her eyes back to the dance floor. Magdalen crossed her arms, ignoring him.

"I don't want to speak to you right now."

Fili sighed moving to stand on her right.

"I'm sorry about yesterday." He paused watching the dancing before them.

"Are you? Because it didn't like it yesterday."

Fili huffed in frustration, moving to stand next to Magdalen. His eyes watching his brother and the elf. Magdalen caught onto his glance looking between the two brothers.

"I think it's awesome. Kili the young goofy prince, and Tauriel the no-nonsense elf. It's like something out of a Hallmark movie." She commented.

Fili sighed, he didn't need to ask. He understood what she meant, despite her strange analogies. He glared at her, unamused by her supporting the relationship.

"You're right, he's a prince. He can't go off and marry some elf girl."Fili spat.

Magdalen raised an eyebrow, looking at the prince. "I believe it was you who told me, that the elf girl saved his life." She poked her finger into his chest.

"And it's not something we will ever forget. That does not mean Kili can go ride off into the sunset with her... it's not that easy."

"Why can't it be?" Magdalen asked miffed that Fili wouldn't just let Kili be.

"We are princes. We are expected to produce heirs, full-blooded heirs."

"Produce?" She wrinkled her nose.

"Jeez, you're a real romantic, Fili."

He sighed looking almost longingly at the pair, who were consumed by each other.

"It's the truth, ours is the way of duty. Even if we want something else." His voice trailed off his eyes meeting Magdalen's look.

"I think you've given enough to duty, Fili." She answered her voice airy in her chest.

"I mean you did almost lose your life, isn't that enough? How much of your own happiness can you give away to duty?"

Crossing his arms over one another he turned away from her.

"Nothing will ever be enough for my people. Happiness is our sacrifice." He said swift clearly wanting to dismiss the subject.

She paused they were already on rough waters, but she couldn't contain her anger for much longer.

"Why, Fili, why did you break your promise? You clearly care about duty so much, what about your duty to me, to your friend?" Her voice was low but clear enough for him to make out every word.

His head snapped his her direction at the sudden change in her voice. They stared at one another for what felt like forever, despite the summer climate, the space between them grew cold. And then Fili began to laugh, throwing his head back. Magdalen saw red as she poked a finger into Fili's chest.

"I don't appreciate being mocked, Fili." Magdalen marched away from the insufferable man, who called after.

"Magdalen wait." Fili called following in her wake. Magdalen ignored him turning her nose up as she walked. A hand wrapped around Magdalen's tugging her to a stop.

"No, Fili, no! I've had enough of this shit. You broke a promise, you broke my trust. Then you come here, and sulking like Rampur! I'm done with this conversation, and you. Goodbye." She spat preparing to walk away.

"Magdalen," Fili muttered quietly "will you stop for a moment, you bull-headed women."

Magdalen narrowed her eyes but Fili raised his hand quieting her. "Just listen for one moment, and then you can say all the sassy remarks you want." Fili looked at her waiting for her reluctant nod, which she gave him.

His face softened "I told you there was nothing worth fighting for, Dushin-Mizim...That wasn't true."Magdalen knitted her eyebrows matching Fili's gaze. She felt confused by his words, she huffed in frustration.

"Dushin-Mizim I have been a fool. I broke your trust because I was jealous…"Fili brought his hand to her face cupping her cheek. His thumb brushing against her skin, sending chills racing down her spine. Her eyes widened by his sudden actions.

"I was afraid that I would lose you, Bain would win you. That you leave Erebor forever, I've always been afraid that you leave eventually. I've been preparing for that dreaded day. Mi Dushin-Mizim, I can't imagine a day without you." Fili pressed his forehead against Magdalen's.

Slowly her hands covered his hands pressing his skin into hers, she looked up at him through a canopy of eyelashes.

"What does it mean, Fili?" His lips hovered over hers.

Fili let out a huff of air smiling as he closed his eyes, taking in the feeling of her.

"You are a Dushin-Mizim, a beautiful dark jewel. You capture everyone's eyes the moment you walk into a room. With your smile, your heart, your mind. You are breathtakingly beautiful but it is the fire of your soul that shines brightest." Magdalen blinked her heart beating at an unhealthy rate. She felt intoxicated by his words, the world around her swaying. Magdalen gulped trying to help her suddenly dry throat. "Magdalen, I am sorry if I offended you with my name for you." Fili stepped back his hand falling from her face, taking up residence in her hand. Magdalen shook her head trying to find air for her shrinking lungs. Her body felt on fire.

Magdalen found her feet glued to the ground feeling his warm breath hit her face. The smell of tobacco and firewood invading her nose, she took in a deep breath. Closing her eyes she tucked her

fingers into his hand, the flames within rejoicing at the touch.

"N-no it's fine," Magdalen said lamely. Her tongue darting across her extremely dry lips. Fine, that's all you could think off. Fili raised an eyebrow, grinning at her shyness. "I mean I'm not offended by that. I actually like it" Magdalen whispered.

"Good." Fili spoke his warm breath hitting her face.

They stood in a stare off for a moment, either made a move. Until Fili winked turning to walk away. Letting something slip from his hand into hers. The air around Magdalen buzzed, she stared down at the small jewel in her hand. It was the jewel from his winnings, he could have done anything with it yet he had given it to her. His words echoed in her head, she was his dark-jewel. He thought she was worth fighting for. He's worth fighting for too. She thought to herself. Her hand curled around the small stone. She wasn't going to let him walk away, she wasn't going to pretend any longer.

Fuck it.

Letting out a huff she chased after Fili.

"Fili!"

Reaching him she wrapped a hand around his forearm turning him to face her. Before he could question her, Magdalen pressed her lips to his. The world around her melted as his arms wrapped around her waist. Her breath hitched feeling his fingers press into her side, he deepened the kiss. Holding onto her as if at any moment she might slip away. Fili broke the kiss resting his forehead to hers, holding her body close to his. Their breath mixed, a thrilling feeling resting between the two.

"Mizimelûh,"

Hope you all enjoyed.

Huge shout out to Sweetsarahndipity for helping me with this chapter!