Arranged Fate

A/N- Here we are. The wedding. I hope you all enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer- I don't own the Hobbit 'or Lord of the Rings, but man do I own my OC's and the story in this.

'thoughts'

'Khuzdul'

Onto the ensuing mess...

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Chapter 6:

Two Become One

He felt like he was suffocating.

Kili shifted once more as he continued the long walk from the family wing of tunnels to the main gathering hall. This was where the wedding was soon to take place and Kili had never felt more nervous. 'Mahal, please grant me the strength I need for this day.'

He shifted in his heavy clothes once more, he'd been trying to distribute the weight as best he could but it was no use. Traditional wedding garb weighted a ton.

A sudden slap to his shoulders had him almost tripping forewords. "Are you ready Nadadith?" Kili grunted and crossed his arms as Fili moved around to stand before him. He had the largest grin on his face and Kili wanted nothing more than to wipe said grin right off his face.

"Nadadun, are you ready?" At Kili's words his brother lifted the small pouch he held and tilted his head, "more than ready, unlike you. I thought you'd be used to formal wear by now, we've both worn it enough these past months."

Shooting his brother a dirty look he crossed his arms, "wait until it's your turn, these things are heavier than armor. I think they sew metal into the material, they must for all the mobility it affords as well." Fili looked contemplative for a moment before they had reached their destination, at which point he shook off the thought and a smile creased his face once again.

Seeing their approach Balin moved to greet them. "We've been waiting; I hope you two haven't been wandering." Kili snorted while Fili shrugged. Balin let out a deep sigh and shook his head; he waved them towards the dais where Thorin sat. "Hurry on then, it is almost time for the ceremony to begin."

Kili moved past his brother and took a deep breath before stepping into the chamber and making his way up the steps to join his uncle. The room was filled with dwarrow, an envoy from the elves, and Bard with his children. Kili squared his shoulders as he came to a stop before Thorin. His uncle looked down at him with a wistful look in his eyes before he motioned to his right.

Bowing his head, Kili moved to stand beside his uncle and king before the vast assembly. Fili joined them moments later and took up his place to Thorin's left. Now all they had to do was wait. Kili just hoped he wouldn't be crushed by the time Ochre arrived.

"Please, its fine. I said so already didn't I?" Ochre shifted upon her seat as Dis and Falin looked her over once more. 'More like five times more...' Ochre let out a sigh at her own thoughts, wondering just how long they had been primping her. She just hoped they wouldn't be late.

"She's right my lady, we'd best get going. We are already running late as it is." Falin's words were welcome ones and Ochre smiled at her in thanks. Dis on the other had shaken a hand in the air, "they cannot start the ceremony without the bride present. No need to fret. Now Ochre, are you sure you do not wish to wear a more formal headdress?"

Fighting down the urge to roll her eyes Ochre tried to smile, "Lady Dis, I like the current one best. It's light, unlike the others and I like the color." She was wearing a silver and emerald circlet that wound like vines down the sides of her head, it was rather delicate in make but Ochre hadn't lied. She liked this one, it was beautiful.

Dis seemed to finally give up trying to convince her to wear a more elaborate and much heavier piece. She gave a nod of her head and turned to Falin. "Tell our guards, the bride is ready. Come Ochre, let us go and deliver you to my son."

Ochre stood and did her best not to sway, the dress was beautiful but it was very heavy and easily unbalanced her as she began to move forewords. It took some doing but she was able to exit the room without falling flat on her face, she just hoped she would make it to the gathering hall without any incidents.

The room was bigger than he'd remembered. Kili took another deep breath as he looked about at the hall; it was filled to the brim with dwarrow, elves and humans. Not to mention the great surprise of Gandalf and Bilbo. They had appeared soon after Kili had gotten to the hall but he knew he would be able to greet the two of them until well after the ceremony had ended.

So instead he nodded his head in their direction, they nodded back before they found a place to sit near the front of the assembly. His mother appeared near the entrance and he straightened, this meant that Ochre wouldn't be far behind. Dis bowed and then moved to her place, Falin stepped in next and repeated Dis's actions.

Kili stilled as he watched two guards step forward before they stepped aside, leaving Ochre standing all alone.

Kili felt his heart stop at the sight of her. The whole room fell silent as the bride stepped forward, moving with slow but deliberate steps towards the dais. Ochre looked up at him her eyes locking to his as she moved faster, her steps more sure as she crossed the hall.

Holding himself straight, Kili turned slightly, leaving the area to his right open. Within moments she had reached the dais and began to climb it, he heard her halting breaths and felt her pain. Her wedding dress was probably about as heavy as his own wedding clothes. A few more steps and she came to a stop beside him; her breathing was labored for a few moments before finally she stood firm and tall at his side.

Kili felt his fingers itching to take Ochre's hand, but he stopped himself. It wouldn't be appropriate, not until she was officially his wife. Then he could touch her in public, before all of their people. He shifted a bit at that thought and took a deep breath when Thorin stood before them.

He cleared his throat and began the ceremony. His first as King under the mountain.

Two hours later Kili was dying to remove his wedding clothes and looking to his right at Ochre, his wife, he knew she was finding it difficult to remain upright as well.

The ceremony went off without a hitch and after the lengthy wedding vows, securing of their first braid as a married couple and placing of the rings, Kili and Ochre found themselves whisked away to the dining tables. The feast began with Thorin toasting the new couple.

Kili felt his eyes drift back to Ochre as he took yet another long look at her; he was for lack of a better word, dumbfounded. She looked so beautiful in her wedding clothes and looked so happy, happy to have married him of all dwarrow. He still hadn't gotten his head wrapped around the thought that she was now his wife, that soon he would take her to their home. Where they would then become one.

Feeling his cheeks flush from more than the ale he'd been sparsely sipping at, Kili looked about the room at his family and friends. They all seemed very pleased about the wedding and from the way his brother kept winking at him, he knew they must be holding back their teasing.

It was a small consolation though, for Kili knew that as soon as their wedding night was over and things had quieted down, his brother as well as the rest of the company would be all over him. Doing their best to embarrass him as best they could in front of his bride. He fought down a shudder at the very thought.

As if sensing his current frame of mind, Ochre touched his arm and smiled at him softly. "Is something wrong?" He shook his head at that and returned her smile, "nothing, nothing is wrong." He then lifted her hand and kissed it.

"Just wondering how you're holding up under all that weight." Kili fingered the hem of her bodice and Ochre rolled her eyes at that. "You mean both of us right? I will be fine, not much longer now. Then you can remove all this weight yourself."

Kili felt his heart thud in his chest at her words and knew she meant every word of them. He shifted uncomfortably upon his seat, even as he leant a bit closer to her. He whispered, "And you can remove mine as well." Seeing the dusting of pink on her cheeks was enough to have him smirking, he only hoped she was suffering as much as he was.

A sudden spoonful of potatoes flew past his head and Kili ducked. Ochre laughed before she picked up a roll and threw it back, Kili flashed her a smile before he reached for a roll of his own. His lifted his hand and was about to throw it when someone near him cleared their throat. It was a sound he knew very well.

Looking over he saw the glare his mother was leveling his way and thought about it for a good few seconds before he threw the roll anyway. He was married now, he wasn't a child anymore. He had started his own household and he didn't have to be afraid of her anymore. He then turned to look at Ochre whom was rolling her eyes at him again and he found he liked getting that reaction from her.

Then the dancing began.

First it started with just Kili and Ochre as was tradition, but then Fili and Falin joined in followed by the lady Dis and Bilbo. Before long the entire chamber was alive with dancing and song. Even Thorin and Gandalf had joined in.

Ochre and Kili passed through all those dancing, getting through the throng rather quickly. Ochre stayed for a bit with Bilbo as the hobbit was enthusiastically trying to teach her a shire dance. Until Kili swooped in and twirled his bride away.

The day progressed and everyone began to quiet down a bit and return to their seats for the next meal to be brought out. This was where several of the guests got up and began to present gifts or their blessings upon the union. One of the most surprising was Dain himself.

He had remained at the sidelines through most of the events and had remained silent throughout it all. But now he approached with a large package in his burly hands. He first bowed to Thorin before he spoke gruffly, "I bring this as a sign of no hard feelings betwixt our people." He then laid down the package and turned to leave without saying another word.

Kili looked at his uncle whom was glaring after Dain, but it was the lady Dis whom took charge in this moment. She cleared her throat and spoke loudly, "Dwalin, come here please." Dwalin pushed off from the wall where he'd been standing and watching the goings on. He came over and bowed his head a bit, "Milady?"

Dis pointed to the package. "Please dispose of this if you would, make sure it is never seen again. Do you agree my brother?" Thorin snorted, "Just get rid of the damnable thing." Dwalin scooped up the package without another word and left the hall. Once he was gone, Ochre turned to Dis. "What was in that?"

Sighing Dis leant back and glared at the place where Dain had exited the hall. "There is no way Dain would ever approve of your marriage, so it can only be one thing." Thorin picked up where Dis left off. "A broken axe."

Ochre gasped while Kili cursed under his breath. To the Dwarven culture a broken axe as a gift was considered to be a curse. A wish that the union of the two be broken as well.

Shaking off the somber moment, Dis reached over and patted Ochre's hand. "No need to worry. Dain is just being a stubborn fool whom doesn't know when to give up a lost cause. Pay him no mind, him or his 'gift.' This day is for joy, which reminds me."

Reaching into her pockets, Dis pulled out a small silver box. It fit perfectly in her palm and she held it out to Ochre with a smile. "Please, take it. This is my gift to you as a fellow bride." Ochre took the box almost reverently and slowly opened it. There inside lay four beads, all carved out of different gems. Ruby, Opal, Amethyst, and Emerald.

Blinking at what he was seeing Kili looked at his mother, his eyes wide in surprise. "Amad, are you sure you do not wish to keep them. Adad made them for you after all." Dis shook her head, "he did make them for me, but only until we had a daughter of our own. Now, at long last, I do and I shall do as I promised him all those years ago. I shall grant them to myIzril."

Ochre felt tears fill her eyes as she set the box down before moving to embrace her new mother-in-law. She held on tight for several long moments before releasing her and turning to Kili. He smiled at her and she leapt at him, kissing him soundly even as she held him close as well. She had never been happier in her life.

They returned to their seats as more guests appeared with more comments on wishing them well and offering them congratulations. After almost two more hours of this, diner was finally served, along with more helpings of ale. Before long Ochre's uncle Bofur had drank enough that he felt they needed a song, so he got up onto his table, stepping into Bifur's food. Bombur had pulled his away at the last moment.

He began his song in a low voice but gained volume as he progressed, it was some nonsense about a goat, a bird, and how they became the greatest of friends. Ochre laughed and clapped throughout the whole song, clearly having heard it before. When Bofur was about to begin another song, Bifur tackled him and they began tussling about. This caused several other tables to join in themselves or shout jeering words their way.

Kili recalled a wedding he attended where he and his brother had done something similar before they had knocked some ale into the brides lap, ruining her dress in the process. The groom had been so incensed by it that he had leapt at them and began the brawling anew. It had brought a rather humorous end to that wedding party.

Smiling once more despite himself Kili decided that they had stayed long enough to suit custom. Not to mention getting out before some of the more soused guests caused any trouble. Kili moved to his feet as he looked around the room at all his friends and family. "It is time for myself and my bride to bid you all good night." Loud cheers filled the chamber at his words and Kili waved it off, he held out his hand and Ochre took it with a soft smile of her own.

"My husband is right; we must bid you all adieu." She winked at Fili as Kili lead her past him and was rewarded with a deep blush at her teasing. Everyone was shouting things after them and both stopped to bow a final time to their King. Thorin smiled benevolently at them before they finally exited the dining hall.

Both took a collective deep breath as they stood in the tunnels for a long moment. Neither spoke but it didn't matter; they seemed to have found a quiet sort of peace at the moment.

The moment broke as Kili got a rather good idea. Turning to Ochre he took both her hands and smiled, "Close your eyes; I have a surprise for you. No peaking either." Ochre raised an eyebrow before she nodded her head and did as he'd asked. His smile deepening at her trust in him, Kili turned once more and lead her along the halls and tunnels.

It was with a deep sense of pride and a slight tinge of fear that Kili finally came to a stop before the entrance to his, no, their home. "Only a moment more now." As he spoke he pushed the door open and lead his bride inside, releasing her hands he shut the door and slid its bolt home. Locking it firmly and securely.

He leaned against the door for a long moment and it seemed Ochre had noticed, "Kili? Is it alright to open my eyes now?" Steeling himself for whatever reaction she would give, Kili turned to face her and leant back against the door. "Yes, you can open them now."

Ochre had turned towards him and he was able to see the surprise and wonder that filled her eyes as she took in her surroundings. Kili stepped forward and touched her cheek, her eyes turned to meet his. "Welcome home, Ban-chéile."

Laughing in pure joy, Ochre leapt at him, her arms wrapping tight around his shoulders. Considering the weight of both her wedding dress and his own, Kili was surprised he was able to remain upright and not topple right over.

She released him after a moment, turning to begin exploring her new surroundings.

A/N- I have yet to decide on whether I will put a lemon in the next chapter or not. Any suggestions would be welcome.

These are the Khuzdul words I used-

Nadadith- Brother *Younger*

Nadadun- Brother *Elder*

Amad- Mother

Adad- Father

Izirl- Jewel

Ban-chéile- Wife

Thank you all for reading my work.

May the Fluff Be with You!

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