Fili smiled fondly down at the baby wrapped up in a bundle of blankets in his arms as he rocked it gently to stop the consistent wailing. The blonde sat down on a log and cooed as two children surrounded him and sat down.
"Tell him a story." The girl suggested. "That's how my mummy used to calm me down."
"Tell him the story of how it all happened." The boy added.
Fili inhaled deeply with a nod. He thought of his mother and tugged a flower from the ground with his free hand before twiddling the stems through his fingers. He wondered if mahal's halls existed, if she was there right now watching him. He cleared his throat in preparation, wrapping an arm around the girl to pull her close as the boy joined him in sitting on the log and huddled closer.
"Once upon a time, in a far off village, there lay a small house near the edge of the woods. And in this house lived a carefree, reckless archer, his slightly oblivious older brother and their abrasive uncle who was determined to reclaim his homeland that he and his kin lost to a dragon long ago..."
"Kili, at your service." The young dwarf bowed politely before observing the hobbit in surprise. He was smaller than the archer had expected, and looking down at his feet he could see that they were shockingly hairy and it made him grimace slightly.
"Nope, you can't come in, you've come to the wrong house." Bilbo declared, moving to close the door in the dwarf's face who put his foot there and stopped it.
"Has he cancelled it?" Kili asked, before nodding to himself without leaving time for an answer. "Why am I asking, of course he wouldn't tell me." Came the irritated mumble.
"No...what? Nothing has been cancelled. Wh...who wouldn't tell you?"
"Oh. Nobody." Bilbo furrowed his brow as he studied the bruise baring the young dwarf's cheek. It looked as though someone had whacked it multiple times with a bat, breaking down the red blood cells under the skin to turn it almost black with hints of purple and then done nothing to treat it.
Kili looked back at him, distracting him from the horrifying thought. "Can I come in?" He asked, and before Bilbo could answer he barged inside and unintentionally knocked the hafling out of the way. He was surprised at how immaculate the place was - the outside had been mossy roof, built into a hillside. The exterior was decorated with some impish ornaments and a bunch of pretty flowers were placed on the stairs that lead to the front door – a perfectly round green door with a yellow brass knob placed right in the middle.
The inside though was such a dazzling aroma that he realised hobbits weren't given enough credit. Outside and inside so peaceful in demeanour.
He entered the kitchen and smiled at Balin and Dwalin who were chattering to one another and looked up when they heard the sound of new footsteps. "Kili!" They greeted in unison, sounding as if they were shocked to lay eyes on him as much as they tried to keep the high-pitched syllables of surprise out of their tone. Their matching grins dropped when they saw the dark purple bruise baring one half of the dwarf's face.
"Hi." He answered and Dwalin chuckled again, taking the hint that the next subjects to be discussed should be nothing to do with whatever gruesome event had come to pass in that area. "Mister Dwalin." Kili commented as his old trainer threw an arm around his shoulders and lead him towards the table. "I thought I was really late."
"Yer earlier than most, lad." Balin told him. Kili let himself relax as he spoke to the two for a while. He wasn't usually able to talk to anybody without the constant glower of his uncle's glare boring into his back so this moment was unknowingly refreshing. He helped them set up in the tiny kitchen, moving tables around so ten more bodies would be able to sit with them and laid out, what one would call, a classic dwarf dinner.
Meanwhile Ori, Dori and Nori had crossed paths with Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Oin, Gloin and Gandalf on their journey to the hobbit hole, and the eight dwarves were discussing whether or not they thought that a certain brunette would be joining them on the journey.
"Do you think he will come?"
"I don't know, brother."
"I heard that Thorin lashed out at him again."
"We will see."
"Never underestimate the stubbornness of dwarves." Gandalf spoke for the first time in this entire conversation. "Thorin wouldn't have invited the lad if he hadn't thought an archer would be useful, and Kili will not want to but he will, just to prove something." The others murmured their agreements as they knocked on the round green hobbit door once they had found the mark and it was opened by a rather flustered and irritated looking hobbit though nobody seemed to notice.
Their eyes lit up on seeing somebody sat on the corner of the table once they had gathered themselves and entered the humble home. "Kili!" They all exclaimed, laying eyes on the nasty bruise but when they saw the dwarf smile brightly they all decided not to react.
"Hey." Kili greeted before clapping his hands. "So, food?" He asked. The dwarves and Gandalf laughed at his 'question.'
Kili spoke with Ori a lot as they sat around the table, laughing as they attempted to catch food and drank ale as fast as possible, though Kili had always been rather awful at that compared to somebody like Master Dwalin. They cleaned up the dishes with a merry song as Kili kicked all the bowls - cutlery bounced, plates flew, every other means of kitchen appliance rolled along the table but somehow nothing cracked.
Once the song ended a knock sounded, resulting in the whole room quieting completely. Only two dwarves were missing, and Kili knew exactly who they happened to be.
"They are here." Gandalf whispered.
It was answered and Thorin stepped through looking a wee bit agitated, Fili on his tail, handing his uncle his cloak to hang up. The company all bowed aside Kili who crossed his arms with a scoff, until Thorin shot him a warning look and he rolled his eyes, bowing as sarcastically as he could make it. "Gandalf." Thorin murmured. "I thought you said this place would be easy to find. I lost my way, twice. I wouldn't have found it at all had it not been for that mark on the door."
"Mark? There's no mark on that door it was painted a week ago!"
"There is a mark. I put it there myself." Gandalf explained. "Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce you to the leader of our company: Thorin Oakenshield. With his nephew and heir, Fili."
"Heir?" Bilbo questioned in surprise. "You're a king?"
"Exiled king, but aye." Thorin corrected, moving to stand in front of Bilbo and look the hobbit up and down, but before he could comment another question spilled from the lips of the hafling.
"Fili will be king after you?"
"Indeed." Fili spoke up proudly with a huff of his chest.
Kili scoffed with an eye roll, though it didn't go unheard and everyone turned to face him. "I am not accepting your behavior." Thorin hissed.
"When did you ever?" Kili spat.
"You are being irrational and rude." Thorin growled.
"I was trying to act like you today." Kili fired back. Thorin squared his shoulders threateningly and started forward but Balin grabbed his arm and tugged him back to stop a bad scene from unfolding.
"Lads, come on! Let's stay polite - we're guests, remember! Fight it out later." He tried to sound cheerful whilst Thorin snarled at the youngest and Kili crossed his arms, tilting his head with a smug grin laced with victory.
Bilbo just looked shocked that anybody could own the audacity to speak like that to king. "F...fight out what?" he asked, dreading asking the question when nobody bothered to answer.
The rest of the night Kili sat huddled in the corner next to Nori and Ori, trying to be irrelevant and unnoticable so that he wouldn't have to speak and say the wrong thing to anger his uncle.
"What are you doing?!" Thorin hissed to Kili after their long conversation about the quest that ended up making the poor hobbit faint. The other company members were engaged in conversation as Gandalf sat with Bilbo in the other room.
"Sitting in the corner, making no noise at all and pretending that I don't exist." Thorin nodded in approval and looked away, neither him nor Kili noticing the look of sadness that Fili shot in his brothers direction.
"Fili, Kili, look after the ponies! Make sure you stay with them." Thorin warned, glaring at Kili who stood up and stomped miserably over to the creatures. Fili scowled and did the same as he grabbed their reins and lead them into the forest, far away enough from the company but not so far that any disastrous event would lead to them not being able to grab help from them in time. Kili smiled at his pony, Bungle, and reached down for the water bowl to let him have a drink for the first time that day.
"What are you doing?" Fili demanded.
"Fili, what does it look like I'm doing?" Kili asked in exasperation.
"Using our water to feed your pony. How selfish can you get?"
"You know what? Thorin hasn't let my pony drink for a whole day and I'm the selfish one?!"
"That drink is for every pony!"
"Any excuse for a fight." Kili muttered.
"A fight? You're the one that tried to kill us all."
"Don't assume things when you don't know the full story!" Kili sucked in an irritated breath to avoid spitting out something he knew he would regret later and he stalked away into the woods.
Fili scoffed and trailed after his younger brother. "Why are you leaving? Scared of me humiliating you?"
"What is wrong with you?!"
"What is wrong with you?! Why are you so messed up? Why are you hiding things? What part of this 'full story' do I not understand?"
Kili looked taken aback. "What?"
"Tell me what's wrong! What is so secret and dark that you can't even tell me?"
"If you were there for me maybe I would!"
"I am here for you!"
"When, Fili? When?"
The blonde's cheeks flushed and he was irritated to be spoken to like he was three years old, not winning an argument. He noticed the rune stone in Kili's hand and his temper flared again. He reached forward and grabbed the stone, just like Thorin had done that dreadful day even though Fili vaguely remembered himself stopping him from lobbing it across the room.
"Silly uncle. Didn't throw it hard enough the first time!" He moved his arm to throw it when Kili grasped his wrist with one hand. Two bloodshot dark orbs met two terrified bright ones.
"Don't make the same mistake." Kili hissed, grabbing the stone easily out of his brother's hand. "You are just like him." He threw Fili's wrist to his side and Fili just stood there numbly, before attempting to make it up.
"Kee, I didn't mean to do that." He murmured.
Kili paused. Fili hadn't used that nickname since they were dwarflings. "Kind of seemed like you did."
"I'm serious Kili. I didn't mean any of that. I'm really sorry." Kili scoffed and recounted the ponies as his brother carried on to speak. "Kili, I'm so sorry! Kili, are you even listening to me?"
"Shh! How many ponies were there again?"
"Sixteen. Will you now listen to what I have to say?"
"Fili there's only fourteen..."
"That isn't possible." Fili told him. "We've been here the whole time." He walked to stand next to his brother, counting to make sure before realising he was correct. Both brothers constantly recounted before shuffling behind them entered their ears but neither looked back.
"W...whats the matter?" Bilbo asked when they made no move to take two bowls of stew, for both were staring fixedly ahead at something that he was unaware of when he glanced in that direction.
"We're supposed to be looking after the ponies." Kili began.
"Only we've encountered a...slight problem."
"We had sixteen."
"Now there's...fourteen." Fili finished their sentences before realising that he just did that and glanced at Kili in surprise who didn't seem to notice, and was off to figure out their next move.
"Daisy and Bungle are missing." He confirmed.
"Well that is not good...and that is not good at all, shouldn't we tell Thorin?"
"Uh no...best not worry him." He did notice the smirk that Kili shot him at that moment and cringed but spoke nothing of the matter - guilt was creeping in slightly.
They came to the conclusion that something rather large had been present and knocked over half the trees in the area, informing them that whatever calamity they were dealing with appeared to be larger than they originally thought.
"Hey." Fili whispered as his keen eyes detected a slight glow in the near distance through the trees. "There's a light!"
He crouched down and crawled towards a log, Kili reluctantly joining him and both peered over the tree trunk to have a look and see if they could suss out the source of the crashing. "What is it?" Bilbo asked, frowning in confusion at what he couldn't see.
Kili scrunched up his face in irritation. "Trolls." He hissed before leaping up and running over the broken bole. Fili blinked in surprise, briefly wondering how in mahal's name Kili knew that but decided that no time was to be wasted dwelling and he followed after his determined little brother.
When they stopped behind another large trunk Kili's guesses were confirmed for the trio layed eyes on a creature uglier than words could say who held two horses in his arms and as he stomped towards their camp he jostled the whining creatures with the rhythm of his stomping.
"He's got myrtle and minty!" Bilbo exclaimed. Kili noticed the bowls of stew still in the burglar's hands and he snickered to himself as he looked out towards the creatures who held their ponies captive. He had had multiple run-ins with trolls before; they were extremely slow, stupid creatures who never really knew what they were doing and if you threatened them with a weapon they tended to do whatever you told them to. "I think they're going to eat them, we have to do something!"
He's the blasted burglar.
"Yes!" Kili agreed immediately. If need be he decided he could handle the trolls but he may as well give Bilbo some practise. "You should! Mountain trolls are slow, and stupid, and you're so small they'll never see you!" At Bilbo's consistent protesting he put a hand on the hobbit's back and pushed him in the direction of the trolls. "It's perfectly safe! We'll be right behind you."
Fili was quick to agree, looking at the creatures in slight terror. He had studied trolls but never actually seen one, and it looked as though one little smack to the face could damage your brain. "If you run into trouble hoot twice like a barn owl. Once like a brown owl." He said as he pushed the flustered hafling into the danger zone who repeated these words to himself before spinning around.
"Are you sure this is a good ide..." He rolled his eyes when he noticed the two brothers had disappeared somewhere and turned back to the task at hand.
Kili had whipped behind a bush and Fili had cautiously edged the other way. "Go and get Thorin."
Fili scoffed. "I'm not just gonna leave you here."
"Fili, go." Kili ordered as he peered in concern through the cracks in the greenery. Fili opened his mouth to protest but decided against it and sprinted in the other direction.
From what he could see the hobbit was doing well as he thought of a tactic and attempted to pull a weapon off of one of the troll's back. Kili watched him in interest; he seemed so terrified to reach out and touch but Kili admired his courage and stealth.
"Why weren't you watching them better?" A voice behind him startled him and he turned his attention off of Bilbo for a moment and to his uncle who had an expression of no nonsense plastered on his face.
"Sorry, uncle." he mumbled.
"You are constantly endangering our company, Kili! How many times are you planning on doing this?"
"Hang on a second..." Fili began, slightly annoyed that he wasn't getting any blame for this. He didn't want any but it wasn't fair for it all to be laid on his brother.
"Quiet, Fili! Kili, when are you going to learn?!"
"Uh oh." Dwalin's rumbling voice interrupted their argument as the company caught up with them and stood in an orderly circle. "Our burglar seems to have got himself in a worrying situation."
"Right you are, Dwalin." Bofur agreed as the three Durin's peered over to see what they were talking about. "What is he covered in?"
"Ew." Kili whispered.
"Are you going to do anything?" Fili demanded to nobody in particular.
"Kili got us in this mess and he should get us out." Thorin spoke bitterly.
"You're too cowardly to do it yourself, are you?"
"Listen here..." Thorin began.
"Hold his toes over the fire! Make him squeal!"
Kili heard the voice and panicked, falling backwards through the bush before Thorin could continue his sentence and he drew his sword before slashing at the troll's leg who squealed, hopping as he grasped at the pain with his hand. "Drop him!"
The company were quite shocked at how harsh their archer sounded. "You what?" A troll asked, carelessly dangling Bilbo upside down whose eyes were as wide as they could get.
"I said, drop him." Kili repeated, swinging his sword in circles before holding it out defensively.
The troll frowned and released the hobbit after a swing who flew through the air and towards Kili. The archer squinted his eyes wearily and held out two arms in an attempt to break the fall when they collided but both fell backwards onto the floor despite his efforts.
Thorin, followed by the company, tore through the bushes to begin a mini battle. They slashed, dodged, jumped, stabbed and ran, making enough noise to wake the entire forest in the process until Bilbo once again got lifted in the air, but this time right side up. However this still caught everyone's attention and Thorin reluctantly dropped his weapon, everyone else following suit after the trolls threatened to rip Bilbo's arms off.
They're all here, Kili thought in worry. If I do something to help then they'll all know.
So they were shoved into sacks and thrown on a pile, as a couple of dwarves (including Fili) were tied by rope above the fire as the dumb trolls attempted to cook them. Bilbo spoke to try and stall them as Kili lay there, watching with slight amusement as the dwarves idiotically spoke out of term as they took Bilbo's lying to heart. That was something he would have done in the past.
They were saved though, by a wizard who came just in time and turned all of the trolls to stone.
"No dinner for him." Thorin said loudly from where he sat quietly, eating the boiling stew Bombur had just handed him as he watched the fat dwarf wander over to his youngest nephew who sat next to Ori. It was the night of the trolls and everybody was still a little shaken. Especially from the stench of the troll cave that they had ambled through. Kili wasn't allowed to take anything but Gandalf slipped him a switchblade when nobody was looking so he was happy.
Bombur paused and glanced at his king before sending a saddened look to Kili who waved him off and leant miserably back against the tree trunk.
"I can slip you some of mine." Ori offered, showing Kili his bowl. "He'll hardly notice."
"No. If he wants me to stave, I'll starve." Kili said with a bitter glare towards Thorin before smiling at his friend in thanks for the kind offer. The next time they moved on out of the woods the two rode next to each other right at the back, not saying anything to anyone.
"So...do you know what is wrong here?" Elrond asked, studying the familiar dwarf in concern as Balin shook his head.
"I don't know, nor do any of us where the convulsions have come from." he informed the elf despondently.
"Are you sure you haven't missed any signs?"
The company shook their heads no. Bofur stepped forward, asking the question haunting most of their minds. "Is there absolutely nothing you can do?"
"I'm afraid not. I need him to wake up to explain." Elrond told them. He observed the company; Thorin Oakenshield stood at the end of the huddle with his arms crossed, staring at the wall and the blonde dwarf whom Balin had mentioned was the archer's brother stood at the back, fiddling with his fingernails as he had no idea what else to do.
The dwarf lying on the bed murmured something and everyone snapped their heads in his direction. It sounded suspiciously like...
F ili?
The dwarf in question slightly parted his lips in surprise as Kili shifted on the bed and fell silent again. Fili swallowed his guilt and made no means of movement, just tried to telepathically send a message to his little brother's mind.
I'm right here, nadadith.
Elrond then sent the lot away to do whatever it was dwarves did in their spare time whilst he patiently awaited for the brunette to awaken and stop shaking, which eventually, after about three more hours, did happen.
"Hello Kili." He greeted as the archer opened his blurry eyes and observed his surroundings in confusion.
"Mhph." Was his response as he tried to sit upright but fell back down onto the pillow. He wasn't in pain; nothing had happened physically and he couldn't describe how he felt. It was a really weird feeling - like he was on a cloud yet falling off a cliff at the same time.
"Do you think you can tell us what caused your convulsions?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
"Convulsions?" Kili asked with a frown as he attempted to sit up again, this time succeeding and he noticed two elves seated beside the bed. One he recognized as Lord Elrond and the other was unknown to him but he was the source of the mysterious voice. He had long dark hair which was braided neatly to the sides of his face and secured with a hair clasp, along with bright blue orbs which Kili could feel were boring into his. There was nobody else in the room. Or so they thought.
"Your companions say they came out of nowhere." Elrond informed him.
"I was thinking about the past and it may have gotten me shaking." Kili admitted with a slight shudder as a shiver of a jolt was zapped down his spine.
Elrond sighed and faced the other elf. "May you leave us alone for a minute please, Adrophir?"
The elf stared back for a moment before dipping his head in response and standing from the chair, sauntering over to the door and then leaving.
"May I see your scars? I want to check on them." Elrond questioned once he was certain that they were alone.
Kili hesitated before slowly nodding. He let his tunic fall and removed his shirt so that the elven king could clearly see every mark, whiplash, scar, burn, black and purple bruise and patch of dried blood. He let out a low whistle at the horrifying state and reached out a shaky hand to trace his finger along the largest one travelling across his whole back which Kili arched at an attempt of escape the moment Elrond's fingers made contact with it.
"Something wrong, Kili?"
"I don't know. I guess every time its touched I remember things that I don't want to remember."
The lord nodded in understanding. "I know. You can cover them back up, maybe come down if you feel up to eating."
Kili nodded and watched his friend stand up and depart before putting his own clothing back on and following.
Fili's lips remained parted in shock and Ori's eyes didn't shrink from the size of saucers as they watched Kili follow after Elrond. They had seen the entire encounter from in the shadows, knowing for a fact that Elrond would see them. If he did, however, he didn't show it.
"Did you know about any of this?" Fili hissed to Ori. "I thought you two were close."
"No, of course not." Ori answered, a little miffed that somehow Kili had managed to hide all of those. "I mean, I guess you wouldn't know, Kili probably thinks you despise him."
Fili flinched internally. "Despise him? Of course not, I love him, he's my brother!"
"Then show it!" Ori snapped irritably before widening his eyes, flinching at his own outburst. He was never one to get angry; never spoke his mind. Fili seemed just as surprised and blinked as he comprehended what had just been fired in his direction. Ori stuttered "Fili, I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."
Fili's eyes didn't decrease in size and he turned and ran out of the room, leaving Ori lost in a trail of his own thoughts.
Kili sat on the fence outside with the rest of the company who were spread out along the grass, aside Thorin, Balin and the hobbit who were inside discussing the moon runes that they had read last night.
Fili watched him in interest, Ori's words swirling around in his mind repeatedly and he couldn't shake them away. He also couldn't be rid of the fact that of all of the people in the world it was him that Kili had been pining for in his dreams the previous day. A decision clipped into place and with a wave of new determination he arose from the ground and strolled confidently over to his brother, hopping up onto the fence beside him.
Kili could see his brother staring at him out of the corner of his eye and he purposely looked in the other direction. Fili used his hands to shift himself closer and Kili's eyes squinted in confusion and he awkwardly moved himself the same distance but further away in turn. Fili wouldn't accept this and made the exact same move as before, making Kili irritably jump onto the floor and spin around to face his brother.
"What do you want?"
"Thorin is driving me crazy." Fili told his brother before silently cursing himself for beginning his sentence like that. He wasn't even sure if this was really a good idea, for Thorin had kept them apart...what would he do if he came back and saw them together? However, Kili's response was not what he had expected.
"You mean it's taken you this long...?"
"And I wanted to say that I'm sorry."
Kili snorted loudly, grabbing the attention of the other company members who looked in their direction. Fili glared at them and they all averted eyes, pretending to make conversation yet listened in. "That's rich."
"Kili, I'm serious. Look, I know I have been quite mean to you..."
"Mean?!" The archer suddenly spun around in anger. "Blamed me for something that wasn't my fault, ignored me, got me into trouble, listened to uncle because you're a coward who is scared of his wrath and then spied on what you knew full well was a private conversation between my and Elrond! All this for such a long time with no apology and you think you were being mean?!"
Fili nodded, gnawing on his bottom lip. "I deserve that." Kili leant back against the fence with a huff and cursed something vile underneath his breath in black speech which shocked Fili to no end at how his brother knew such language but he tried not to react. "I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that."
"Ok, and I'll pretend you're interesting." he told Fili, leaning forward on his hand with false eagerness which made Fili roll his eyes.
"Look, I know there are many things I've done which are wrong in my ways of treating you and there is no excuse, and I'm so sorry. The only reason I can give you is Thorin talked to me about it and when I figured out my duties I supposed it was for the best...and after the whole ring thing..." He paused and sighed deeply. "I'm sorry. I have never been so wrong in all my life."
"So...you're scared of Thorin?" He knew he couldn't say much, but him letting Thorin do what he did to him wasn't necessarily because his uncle scared him, more because it was easier than putting up a fight. That ended even worse.
"No." Fili answered, a little to quickly. "Besides, I'm not the one who told Dwalin that calling Thorin Satan was an insult to Satan." His temper flared again and he realised rather belatedly that this wasn't the way to make it up to his brother.
"Well..." Kili stretched his arms forward awkwardly and listened to his fingers crack when he linked them. "Nobody's perfect."
For some reason this made Fili laugh and Kili found a smile of his own creeping onto his face. "Is that really why? It's not because of me?" He hated how childish he sounded but he had to know.
Fili shook his head hastily. "No! I have missed you so much...my ways of showing it aren't too great I know...I've regretted the decision to block you out of my life ever since the day you disappeared." Kili cringed at that but did no more. Fili tilted his head in concern. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Came the swift and blunt answer.
Fili put a hand on his brother's shoulder and smiled encouragingly. "You know I'm always here for you." This is just what I needed, Kili thought to himself. Fili slapped his knees and stood up. "Well, I have decided to commit to 'being a brother'."
Kili raised his eyebrows. "Well you're fifty five years too late..." At his brother's annoyed expression Kili sighed. "Look, the moment Thorin turns up you'll be back to..."
"What is going on here?" A booming voice interrupted his sentence as Thorin stared at the conversing brothers with his hands on his hips.
Fili raised his chin defensively, trying to look more confident than he felt. "I have decided to drop this stupid act and focus on repairing the damaged relationship with my little brother."
Thorin turned to Kili. "And you will let him do this?"
Kili's eyes tried not to widen and he nodded slowly. "I don't know what has lead this on but all I know is that I do not accept your behavior, my sister son." Thorin scolded Fili who merely shrugged, relaxing his tense shoulders.
"Very well, although I must say, I do not care about your opinion anymore." The blonde took hold of his brothers hand and lead him away who followed numbly, stunned by these fast turning events. Five minutes ago his brother would have poisoned his water if he had the opportunity.
What in mahal's name had lead this on?
Thorin watched them leave with a glare which bored into Kili's back and he silently hoped that his waves would be enough to burn a hole in the back of...preferably Kili's neck so he would drop to the ground dead there and then.
"I'm sorry for spying on your conversation with Elrond, that was wrong of me." Fili told his brother as they ambled to the other side of the grass where Thorin was not. Fili was still a little surprised at himself for how easy it was to stand up to Thorin like that. Once he got going, he could speak without widening his eyes in terror.
"It's ok...as long as you promise not to tell anyone what you saw or so help me you will regret it." Kili threatened.
"But they might become infected or..."
"Promise?!" The voice interrupted him and Fili smiled.
"I promise."
Ok so I need to repost all of the chapters...I kinda improved a lot of it so sorryyy it will take like a week and then I'll post the knew ones from where we were! Hope you enjoyed! :)
