Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 5 of Raise a Little Hell. Thank you to all of those who have left reviews. It does mean a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this story. I hope that you guys will continue to enjoy this story. I hope that you guys enjoy this next chapter. Without further ado Chapter 5. ENJOY!

Chapter 5

Thorin had decided to rest outside of trees that were beginning to turn orange, yellows, reds, and browns. He had in his hands was an old letter from Nixie that he had gotten when he was with the Seelie Court. He could not help but read the words that she had written to him over and over again. He was trying to keep in mind that he was going to hopefully see her very very soon. His blue eyes wandered over the page reading her neat and small handwriting.

Dear Thorin,

I knew that I would be hearing from you soon. I had a feeling that you had forgotten me, but I knew that you wouldn't because you had given me one of the rings that you always wore. I still wear it proudly and hopefully, you will keep that promise to me that you will someday get to see me soon.

I am glad that you made it to the Seelie Court. One of the nicest of Fae courts that you could have picked out of the six courts. I am certain that you don't remember what the fae courts are supposed to be like do you love? I suppose I have to tell you what to expect from them when you get there.

The Seelie court- they are the blessed, happy, harmless, and beneficial out of us all. Now that is truly saying something. The Unseelie Court- Unblessed, appearing at night and can assault travelers if they don't like them. So please be careful. They most likely won't harm you if you say that you are from Erebor. Spring Court- Calm, polite, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, peppy, quiet, seductive, emotional, and vernal. So beware if the ladies of the spring fae start coming onto you. Summer Court- Benevolent, frivolous, venereal, hot-headed. So no butting heads with them, please. You most likely won't win. They are the stubbornest out of us all. Autumn Court- Malevolent but middling, strong, mystique, eerie, ravishing, and devious. Be careful with them too. They might not be so trusting. But all the same my love they will accept your help. They owe enough just like the rest of us to your people. Then there is my court. Malevolent, sensible, chilled, dark, and baleful. But we weren't that bad now were we. I don't think so.

I promise not to give such a history lesson next time. As for what I have been up to my love. I have been protecting the borders. Orcs ambushed us and I lost some very good people, but I am alright. I was only slightly injured due to not being able to pay attention to what was going on around me.

I know that you are busy my love. Perhaps the next time that we get to see one another we get to do what we swore to do. Get married perhaps. That is if you still wish for my love. I will be counting down the days until you return to my home. I know my brother won't be pleased with the idea of us being together, but he does not have much say in what I do anymore. He would not risk the fate of his sister fading as our mother did.

With all my love,

Nixie

Thorin folded the letter up and put it into his coat. A small smile came to his lips. He was hoping that he would get to marry Nixie. He was hoping that his grandfather and father would approve of her. But it didn't matter to him. He was happy with Nixie and that was all that had mattered to him at that moment. But he knew that he would not be able to see her any time soon. And that was the one thing that had bothered him a lot.

Thorin got up onto his feet and began to walk across the borders that led into the Autumn Fae Court. He went through the winding paths that led towards where he was supposed to go.

"Halt!" A male voice rang out.

Thorin looked around trying to find out where the voice had come from. He saw a Brown haired fae standing there with a blade pointed at him at his throat nonetheless. Well, that was something that he was not expecting. Not from the Autumn faes. He remembered what Nixie's letter had said about each of the fae courts, but the information slipped his mind at that moment. He held his hands up in the air meaning that he was not going to try anything. He could only hope that the fae that stood before him with the sword pointed at him was not going to run him through.

The brown-haired fae narrowed his amber-colored eyes. His sword still pointed at the dark-haired dwarf that stood before him. He was not trusting of dwarves that much, but he owed his life to the ones that had saved his life and that was the people of Erebor. "Who are you?" He demanded. He was not going to remove his sword until the person said who he was.

"Puck!" A female voice broke the brown-haired male from his stance. A young female fae with silver in her hair appeared. She was dressed in red clothes glaring at the young fae prince.

"Sebille." He said in surprise.

The young fae crossed her arms in anger. "Why do you threaten Thorin? He has done nothing wrong." She told him in a cross tone. Her auburn eyes were half-lidded showing that she was quite upset with Puck.

Puck looked at Thorin. His auburn eyes were wide with surprise. This was Thorin. The former prince Under The Mountain. What the hell was he doing here? "What are you doing here?" He demanded.

"Puck behave," Sebille said glaring at Puck. "I am sure that he will explain it all if you give him the chance. You don't need to be rude to our guest." She looked at Thorin. "What brings you here Thorin?" She was curious about why Thorin was here in their kingdom.

"Sebille." Puck said softly. He was worried about why his fiancee was doing this talking to Thorin like he was their equal. They had let their greed get to them and that caused the dragon to show up. But he knew that they owed Thorin's people a return favor due to how they had to save the faes from being killed just beside themselves.

Sebille put her hand up and continued to look at Thorin.

"I am looking for work." He told Sebille.

Sebille smiled a soft smile. "Work?" She looked at Puck. "I am sure that Puck won't mind you working in the forges."

Puck looked at his fiancee with wide eyes. He was hoping that she would not make that choice of Thorin working in the forges.

"Puck?" Sebille said, looking at her future husband.

Puck's face flushed. "I don't think that there will be room for him to work in the forges."

Sebille glared at him. "There is room Thorin. We have heard a word from the Winter, Spring, and Seelie courts. They praised your work." She said with a smile towards Thorin. She wasn't about to allow him to take work away from a man that was working trying to earn his keep in trying to find his people home.

Thorin bowed his head in thanks. He was kind of glad that Sebille was going to allow this. He knew that Puck was going to be a bit of a hothead. But he was not expecting this bad of a hothead.

Sebille turned. "Come I will show you to the forges." She said looking over her shoulder smiling at the prince of Erebor.

Thorin followed her.

Puck followed them. He was not happy with this, not in the least bit. He should have known that Sebille would do such a thing. He ended up walking to the palace. He would have a word with his soon-to-be bride for allowing a thieving man in their midst.

Sebille led Thorin to the forge. Sebille looked over at Thorin over her shoulder. "This is where you will be working."

Thorin bowed his head in respect towards the woman that Puck would be marrying very soon. "I thank you."

Sebille smiled. "You are welcome, Prince Thorin. Please just send a word to Nixie when you have a chance to." She had a knowing look upon her face.

Thorin's face burned with heat. How did Sebille know about him and Nixie? It made him rather nervous. "How did you…"

"I can see this type of thing Prince Thorin. Not many faes have that gift of seeing, but I do. I know you care for her. You and she will be happy together that is for sure. You bring out the best in one another."

Thorin nodded his head slowly. He should have known that someone would have had a gift in the lines of the faes. He just didn't know which ones. He could only hope that his next letter to Nixie would be a good one.

Meanwhile back in the Winter Fae Court, Suelita looked at his sister. "You will not marry the lord?" He was rather concerned about why his sister wouldn't marry now. She was old enough to do so.

Nixie shook her head. Her ice-blue eyes locked onto his. "No, I will not." She said rather defiantly. She hated the fact that she was being treated as a prize to be won and she hated that they saw her as some sort of treasure. She wasn't that.

"And why is that?"

"I will only marry for love."

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

This is the end of Chapter 5 of On the Wings of the Fae. I hope that I will be able to make this better. I do promise that this will get better. It is just a little slow going. I hope to update you soon. This chapter gave me a little bit of a problem just because it is hard to write for the Autumn Faes. Please leave a review and let me know what you think. I'll try to update as soon as I can with the next part. Hopefully, the next chapter will come out fairly easily. Until next time.