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Chapter 46

It is with a broken heart that I write this. But I cannot stay any longer. I wish I could have told you to your face, but I cannot bring myself to do so. I can not bear the weight of the crown. Deamra has chosen to depart with me on this journey. Please do not come looking for me, my dearest prince.

Your Dark jewel,

Magdalen

Fili stared off in the distance his hands knitted together, resting his chin there. His uncle slowly folded the note, resting it on his desk. Silence weighed heavy in the king's chambers. Dis squeezed her eldest son's shoulders.

"She has abdicated her claim. Miss Magdalen has made her wishes clear." Lord Amrus suggested as he flaunted forward from where his clan sat quietly devouring every word of Magdalen's letter.

Fili shot up charging at the Lord, who stumbled backward at the prince's sudden movement. "You know nothing of Magdalen's wishes!" He shouted, his face seething only inches from Lord Amrus's.

"Fili," Dis reached out for her son, hoping to calm him.

"Don't you speak her name again." Fili spat turning into his mother's arms as she ushered him back to his seat.

Thorin s solemn face stared down at the letter. "You found this letter in Miss Magdalen's apartment, Master Or?"

His blue eyes set on the young dwarf before him. Or knitted his fingers together, trying to keep himself calm.

He nodded "Yes, I Deamra left a note in our home that she would be staying with Magdalen for the rest of the trail." He paused, staring at the ground. "I didn't think anything of it until I noticed Deamra wasn't at the last challenge. I didn't want to disturb anyone, so I just looked for her myself." He looked away from his king.

Thorin clapped his hand on Or's shoulder. "Don't be ashamed, Or." Thorin tried to comfort the young dwarf.

"Dwalin round up some soldiers and begin a search around the mountain. They couldn't have gotten far."

Dwalin was an incredibly strong dwarf, arguably one of the strongest dwarves. But at that moment he felt as if he were the smallest dwarves there had ever been. Magdalen has slipped from his fingers, it was as if he had lost Freya all over again. Lady Misery struck him in the heart as Thorin had spoken Magdalen's words. Balin had tapped his brother's shoulder, nudging him forward to complete the task that had been asked of him. Quietly the captain slipped from the room.

"The girl doesn't seem to want to be found." Lord Hamrus commented.

Thorin ignored him, though his eyes glanced at Fili as if he would jump at the lord at any moment.

"Lord Hamrus, Lord Amrus leave us. We'll discuss how to move forward at a later date." Thorin commanded, his tone letting them know there was no room for negotiation.

The Lords nodded, though Kili took note when Tearsa edged forward before Amrus hawk eyes snapped at hers. Her head hung as they proceeded out of the room. Kili watched as the door closed with a loud slam, springing to his feet at the nose.

"This is simply outrageous!" Kili's arms wove wildly as he spoke to his family.

"Kili," his mother called him wearily her voice breaking as she held back tears.

Fili stood with his back to his family staring intently at one of his uncle's paintings. Kili's eyes seared into his brother's back as he spoke.

"You all cannot simply believe this nonsense." Kili spat picking up the letter weaving it at them.

Thorin groaned his hands racking over his face. Kili continued "My dearest prince? I cannot bear the weight of the crown? Magdalen would never say those things, she would never leave us. Fili, she would never leave you." Kili begged for his brother to listen to him.

"Kili, that is quite enough! Miss Magdalen has chosen her fate." Thorin said irate that Kili would put his brother through such pain.

"Kili, please," Dis pleaded with her son.

"Just read it! Why would Deamra leave her husband, none of this makes sense."

An explosive argument quickly broke out between the three of them. None saw Fili turn to them, his eyes focusing on the letter in his brother's hand. His brother's words echoing in his mind. It felt lighting struck his mind, he surged forward snatching the letter from Kili. Fili's eyes feverishly taking in the words.

"Dark Jewel." The words fell from his lips.

Thorin and Dis shared a concerning look. "Fili-"

Fili held up the letter to his uncle. "Magdalen would have never written that. Dushin-Mizim, that's my name for her. I have never called her Dark Jewel in common. She wrote this-the words Kili pointed out- for a reason. She wanted me to notice it wasn't right." Fili rushed his words out.

Thorin furrowed his brow. "You're claiming that someone made her write this letter?"

"Kili is right, she would never had left this kingdom. She wouldn't have left me." His words never faltered.

The room quieted for a beat before Thorin spoke. "If Lord Amrus is right and Magdalen has abdicated her claim, you will have to marry Tearsa." He said solemnly.

"Thorin you cannot be serious!" Dis exclaimed.

"We made an agreement before Magdalen even made her claim. She was the only thing keeping Fili from marrying Tearsa." Dis stood marching over to her brother, Fili stood with his back to his family.

"You are the king, fix this." She hissed through a tight jaw.

Thorin hung his head. "Dis there is nothing I can do."

Dis began yelling in khuduzl, being on a diatribe no one tried to keep up with. Soon Thorin, Fili, and Kili joined in giving their own theories on what had happened to Magdalen and Deamra. Ori quietly joining in when he could.

"That is enough," Thorin shouted silencing the room, all eyes were on him now.

"We can all agree, Magdalen and Deamra did not leave this mountain on their own accord. Fili, I will give you a week to find Magdalen… If she isn't found in a week, you will have to marry Tearsa." Thorin offered out his hand

Fili stared at his uncle, before clapping his hand in Thorin's.

"I will find her." Fili promised.

One of the soldiers pushed Magdalen forward making her stumble into the slick ground. Wet mud soaked through her leggings.

"Get up, girl!" Snapped the guard picking her up roughly by her elbow.

Magdalen grunted snatching her arm off of the guard's callous touch. She turned her nose only inches from the Grey mountain guard.

"Touch me like that again, and you wish your pathetic lord never sent you on this mission." She bared her teeth.

The guard's muddy eyes widen in fear. The malleolus laughter of Thymun echoed behind Magdalen's turned back. They had been in-what she could figure- was a random cave just outside of Erebor, for nearly three days. On the third day, Magdalen woke from a restless sleep to their guards unchaining them and others gathering the supplies that were scattered around the chamber. When she had tried to question where they were going, she was met with the butt of a staff punching into her stomach. She did not question them again.

They had emerged from the cave, the sky a grizzly gray the fauna around them vibrant from the rain that had passed through. She had tried to keep count of how long had passed since she had been taken, but the thumping of her brain left things fuzzy and uncertain. But she wasn't just going to give up, no that wasn't in her blood. She had been thrown into another world, and she survived. She had been attacked by a creature that nearly took her ability to walk, still, she survived. She wasn't let some fat-faced, ugly lord and his creepy henchmen take the home she rightly deserved. Not when she had something worth fighting for. Magdalen had the love of Fili, she had the love of a family and that wasn't something she was too quick to give up.

Magdalen stole a quick glimpse at Deamra that was trudging behind them. Magdalen thought it better not to fight the guards, not after what Thymun had threatened to do to her. Magdalen wasn't about to risk the life of her friend for a few well-deserved punches. So she obeyed and listened. She kept her mouth shut and absorbed every mutter the guards uttered. She kept track of their surroundings, hoping something would give her any insight into where they were heading. She kept her head held high no matter how many times they tried to beat the pride out of her.

"I'll watch the girl, keep your eyes on the other one." Thymun's voice rang out making her guard seized with fear.

The guard swiftly released her elbow, before scurrying off to join the other guard at Deamra's side. Magdalen's eyes narrowed at the beardless dwarf as he replaced the guard. His thick hand cupping her elbow with all the gentleness of a bull. He pushed her forward with a strong force, making her match his quick steps. When she tripped he paid no mind still pulling her along behind him.

"Where are we going?" Magdalen hissed at Thymun.

She knew she was testing her luck, but if he gave her any information she would be satisfied. Meek eyes looked over his shoulder at her.

"Your little princey will be getting married in a week's time. Amrus will be taking his brother's spot at the grey mountain, where you will be waiting for him." A cruel grin grew on his face.

Magdalen bit her tongue, she needed him Thymun to keep talking. She needed to know where they were.

Seemingly irritated by her silence Thymun continued.

"Though I'm not sure what we are going to do with your little friend." He pointedly glared at Deamra behind them.

"She wasn't part of the plan. Perhaps we can leave her body behind in Mirkwood after I have some fun with her. Start another rift with the pointed ear bastards." Thymun gave a hardly laugh, tapping his enormous hand over his stomach.

Magdalen's breath hitched, she wasn't going to let the dim-witted dwarf within a mile of Deamra. They needed to escape, fast.

"King Thorin is getting far too comfortable with those long-haired girlies." He snorted.

"At least we won't have to worry about him for much longer." He eyed her as he spoke.

Magdalen knew he was baiting her, but couldn't help when she said; "What are you talking about?"

Thymun grinned, "Amrus didn't tell you? That pretty little gem you wore around your neck. It's the perfect amount of Dragon Stone to crush up and sprinkle in the dear old king's cup. Then the old stone king will finally take the long sleep he should have done a long time ago."

He was profusely proud of the plan. Magdalen could no longer contain herself, a fire burst in her heart sending her blood ablaze. She let out a roar of seer anger kicking her leg out to connect with the back of Thymun's knee. Thymun immediately lost his balance falling into the dirt without a hint of grace. Though her hands were still bound, Magdalen tried to tug her hands-free knowing if she could just get a hold of one of his knives she and Deamra would be free. She reached for Thymun's belt, though as her finger brushed the leather the cold, now, muddy hands of her captor caught hers. His death-like grip ripped her body forward. Her mouth caughting dirt as face hit the cold earth, she groaned feeling the cracking of her ribs. Deamra's guards were yelling but Magdalen couldn't make out what they were saying from the ringing in her ears. The heavy heel of a boot crashed into her back, she could feel the painful stretching of her bones.

Thymun laughed as if he was enjoying her pain.

He probably is. She figured.

Slowly she twisted her head to look up at the ugly dwarf. He gave her a toothy smile showing from his golden tooth. His fist reared back before connecting with her head. A beautiful array of cracking fireworks exploded behind her lids lullying her into a dark void. One word rang in her mind as she drifted off, one word that she knew would save them.

Mirkwood.

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