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Guest Ally:

Thanks for your very kind review, this is the only way I could respond to you, however, since you signed in as a guest. I am tickled that you are enjoying my story so much, and that you are doing OK with my version of Kili/Tauriel. :o) I am also very happy to hear that you feel my story can stand on it's own without having to toss in a bunch of smut. I like romance as much as the next gal, but I'm glad you feel it is still good without the 'graphics'. ha ha. Thanks again, I enjoyed your your review. Please let me know if you saw this. T.O.W.G.

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Congratulations to those who found the movie quote. It was Tauriel saying "I never dreamed that you would allow your son to promise himself to a lowly Silvan elf." But this time, Thranduil HAD dreamed about it, ha ha.

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Now let's go see what Kili is up to!

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Chapter 133

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Fili and Sier had taken their children up to their chambers, wishing to change clothes before joining everyone in the banquet hall for the celebration. Flinn and Frerin were excited to be home, running through the door and heading straight for the room they both shared. Freya, more than a bit thrilled to have her brothers home, toddled after them with a big toothy grin, her golden curls bouncing as she went. Sier made a move to stop her, but Fili was quicker, grabbing hold of his wife's arm before she could take a step away. Turning Sier around, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her lower back as his hungry lips captured hers. It had been nearly two weeks since Fili last touched his wife, far too long in his opinion, and the dwarf prince reveled in the taste and feel of his one.

When the kiss ended, Fili looked down at Sier, searching her eyes for any sign of anger. He was still not sure if he was in the warg-house over what had happened with Flinn and Frerin sneaking away. Bhe had been determined to steal that one kiss at least, just in case it was his last. Yet, all Fili's worry had been for naught, as a wide smile spread across her face, and her hands slipped around his waist.

"Oh, I've missed you, my love," she told him, resting her cheek against his chest. "And thank you so much for bringing our lads home safe. I was so worried about all three of you."

"As was I," Fili admitted, knowing that at some point he needed to confess just how close they had all come to never returning at all. "I swear, I had no idea they stowed away in the supply wagon until we were too far from Erebor to send them home in safety. I had to take them with me."

"I understand, truly I do," she insisted, looking up at him in pity. "I'm sorry I didn't figure out their plan either. It would appear that our lads are far sly than we give them credit for."

"Agreed," Fili laughed, nuzzling her ear as he drank in the fresh scent of her hair. Oh, how he loved his wife. "I wish we didn't have to go to the celebration," he murmured, his eyes straying longingly towards their bedroom door. "I would much rather celebrate with you in private."

"As would I," she giggled, loving the way his lips vibrated on her ear. "Yet, I think Thorin will be otherwise occupied tending to your mother, and it is your duty to appear in his place."

"Aye, that it is," he nodded reluctantly.

"So," Sier began, her tone questioning. "You found your father on this quest? How?"

"That is a very long story, and one that must wait for later, after the celebration," Fili told her, not wishing to go into details about how they were captured, especially the part where their sons were put in peril. "He was one of the prisoners we liberated, and before you ask, yes, you could have knocked Kili and me over with a feather when we saw him standing there. I had long ago resigned myself to the fact that we would never see him again…and then, suddenly…there he was! I can't even imagine what Amad must be feeling right now."

"I can," Sier whispered, leaning in and snuggling closer as she gave a slight shiver. "I have felt her pain every time you have left my side, fearful that you too might never return to me. And each time you do, I can't believe how fortunate I am to have you back. That is what your mother is feeling right now…yet I can only assume a hundred times stronger after being parted for so long."

"I wish you didn't have to go through such things, my love," Fili sighed, leaning in and kissing her on the top of her head. "Yet, I'm a prince…and one day I will be a king. It's the life I must lead, and sadly, the price you must pay."

"And I will pay it gladly if it means spending even a moment at your side," she assured him. "For I can think of no other place I would rather be."

"I am truly blessed to have such a dam in my life," Fili smiled. "And now, Kili will have the same thing. Someone to love, and love him in return."

"Yes…Tauriel!" Sier nodded, pulling back with a look of excitement. "How on earth did that all come about?"

"Rather quickly, if you ask me," Fili laughed. "It all came to a head when the two were sparring one evening on the way to the mines. She got the drop on him, quite literally, and ended up sitting on his chest. The next thing Kili knew…he was awake!"

"Skin on skin," Sier chuckled. "Works every time…at least on you Durins. Not sure about other dwarves, but your line is pretty much a tactile group."

"Oh, yes, we do love to touch," Fili grinned, leaning down to nuzzle his lips against her ear, his hands wandering down her sides to rest on her shapely hips. "Something I plan on reaffirming later on tonight, if you will have me."

"Have you?" she scoffed. "I plan on taking you, my wayward dwarf. The minute we're alone I intend on showing you just how much I've missed you!"

"How will I survive till then?" Fili moaned, wishing he could just lock the door and forget about his duties to everyone else but his wife.

"You'll find a way," she giggled, reaching down to remove his hands from her body as she brought them up and kissed them teasingly.

Fili gave a low growl in the back of his throat, wanting nothing more than to continue their playfulness, yet he was interrupted by a shout from his eldest son.

"AMA! ADAD!" came a plaintive call from the bedroom. "Come get Freya! We need to get changed and she won't leave our room!"

Sier and Fili each rolled their eyes as they headed into the lad's chambers, both of them fighting not to laugh at the sight before them. There was Freya, standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed in a stubborn manner, staring at Flinn who was holding a fresh tunic against his bare chest. Frerin was also in a semi state of undress, his own expression a mirror of his brother's irritated glare.

"I told her she had to leave," the blond dwarfling pouted. "That only amas are allowed to see a dwarrow without his clothes on, but she won't listen!"

"No!" the little princess stated, stamping her foot in anger. "No, Finn!"

"Adad!" Flinn gasped, looking up at his parents with excitement. "She said my name! Freya can talk!"

"And what has she been doing all this time when she says Da?" Fili asked, looking a bit hurt. "Just babbling?"

"You know what I mean…she has never said my name before!" the blond dwarfling explained, still grinning at his little sister proudly.

"Well, she missed you," Fili explained, leaning down and scooping his adorable daughter into his arms. "Didn't you, Freya? You missed your brothers, and hopefully me."

"Da, da, da," Freya stated emphatically.

"That's what I thought, my favorite little lass." He gave her a loud kiss on the cheek, causing her to squirm and squeal with glee. "Now, how about we head out and leave your brothers to get dressed. I'm sure your ama can hurry them along so we won't be late." And with a quick wink at Sier, Fili and Freya left the room.

"Did Freya really miss us?" Flinn asked, wiggling his way into his fresh clothes, standing still only long enough for Sier to grab a rag, dampen it, and quickly wash his face.

"Very much!" their mother insisted. "We all did!"

"Even me?" Frerin asked, plopping down on the floor as he tugged his boots on.

"Yes, of course," Sier laughed, reaching out to run the cloth over Frerin's face as well, much to his displeasure. "But I think I missed you two most of all." And kneeling down, she opened her arms wide as both lads rushed into them.

"We're really sorry if we worried you, Ama," Flinn told her. "We didn't mean to make you sad."

"I know you didn't," she nodded. "At least not on purpose. But we will be having a very long talk about your behavior over the next few days. Understand?"

"Yes, Ama," Frerin said, looking rather ashamed of his actions. "Adad already said pretty much the same thing."

"But for tonight, I want you two to enjoy yourselves," she insisted, placing a kiss on their cheeks. "And understand that no matter what, your father and I love you very, very much."

"We love you too," the both assured her, smiles returning to their faces.

"Good," Sier stated, standing up and taking them each by the hand. "Then let's go join your adad and Freya, so we can head down to the banquet room. I bet you two are hungry."

"Oh, yes!" Frerin cried, hopping up and down with excitement. "I'm starving!"

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Kili had pulled Tauriel down the halls that led to the royal wing, ignoring her protests as they went. He nodded to the guard at the bottom of the steps, rushing up to the landing and towards his chamber door. It was there that Tauriel stopped, refusing to go any further.

"I will not enter your private rooms, Kili!" she insisted. "I do not think your family would approve, and I will not give others more reason to stare and gossip about us behind our backs."

"I wasn't taking you inside to do anything unseemly," he told her, looking a bit hurt by her accusation. "I just wished to get something."

"What?" the elf questioned.

"Your beads!" Kili grinned, his eyes sparkling with delight. "If we're going to make an entrance at the celebration, we might as well do it right." His eyes darted from her to his door and back again. "Wait here then…I'll only be a moment." And before she could even agree, he disappeared into his chambers, leaving her standing there alone. In no time at all, Kili was back, just as he promised, holding out two beads to her for inspection. "This one here is your courting bead, while this one states that you have accepted me, and we are engaged to be wed. Will you allow me to put them in your hair?"

Tauriel was unsure she could answer, so she simply nodded her head up and down. Kili grinned as he stepped forward, taking the braid he had woven in so carefully, and replacing the little tie at the end with the two handcrafted beads. The first one was a stunning red ruby, highlighting the color of her hair perfectly. Kili was rather pleased he had chosen this particular gemstone, yet looking back, he realized he probably had Tauriel in mind all along while crafting it. He'd simply not realized it at the time. The second one was made of silver, with symbols engraved around the sides that spoke of his family line.

"By wearing these, it tells all who see them that you have been courted by me, and have accepted my suit," Kili explained as he snapped the last one in place. "I have one more bead to give you…but it must wait until our wedding."

"They are beautiful, Kili," Tauriel whispered, lifting her braid so that she could examine them closer. "Thank you…it is an honor to wear them."

"I'm the one who is honored that you accepted," he assured her. "You still wish to marry me, don't you? You haven't changed your mind, now that we're back home, have you?"

"Never!" the elf stated emphatically. "I have chosen you, Kili of Erebor…you are the one I am meant to be with, and no one will ever convince me otherwise."

"Good," he said, breathing out a sigh of relief. "I was a bit worried that Thranduil was trying to do just that downstairs."

"No…well, perhaps at first. But now, I believe he is accepting of the idea," she told him with no little amount of shock.

"Really? He won't try and stand in our way?" This was indeed a surprise to Kili, especially after the rather cool reception he had received from him. "And here I thought he hated the idea…and me!"

"Hate is a rather strong word," Tauriel giggled, leaning down to stroke his bristly jaw with her hand in a tender fashion. "Yet love is also very strong, and what we feel for each other supersedes all else."

"You can say that again," Kili smiled, taking her by the wrist as he gently pulled her down for a kiss. Their lips sealing the pact they had just made by the placing of the dwarven beads in her hair.

"All right, break it up," came Fili's exasperated tone from across the hallway. "I swear, I leave you two alone for five minutes and here you are kissing…again!"

"Fili!" Sier scolded, swatting her husband on the arm with her free hand, the other holding Freya as she rested on her hip. "Show some consideration."

"Tauriel!" Frerin cried, leaving his brother's side as he rushed over to her, holding up his arms in a pleading manner.

The elf leaned down and scooped him up, happy that at least someone in the mountain appeared pleased by her presence. Though she had yet to be treated badly in any way, Tauriel was not oblivious to the odd looks they had been given as Kili had led her through the halls. And while she was not one to shy away from a fight, and had already made up her mind that Kili's love was worth any opposition they might face, it still made her feel uneasy.

"It would appear that Kili is not the only dwarf who has fallen under your spell," Sier laughed, noting how her son literally beamed at the she-elf. "I do so look forward to getting to know you better, Tauriel. I hope we can become very good friends."

"Thank you, Your Highness…I would like that as well," the Mirkwood captain replied with a startled look, not having expected such an offer from the beautiful dam.

"And might I add, those are some lovely looking beads you have in your hair," Sier said, pointing to the new decorations that hung from her braid. "Kili is a very fortunate dwarf indeed."

"Yet, if we do not get ourselves down to the banquet hall, he and I will be two dead dwarves," Fili stated, jerking his head in the direction of the stairs. This prompted all to start moving, with Kili falling into step beside Tauriel, who still held the dark haired dwarfling. "With Thorin taking care of Amad, I can only imagine he is expecting us to be out there taking his place."

"Yes, he said as much to me only a few minutes ago," Kili informed his brother.

"You spoke to him?" Fili asked, looking at Kili with a bit of surprise. He shot a look of concern towards Tauriel and then back to his brother. "How did that go?"

"Very brief," the younger prince admitted. "He said we would talk about it later, and then he left…with Thranduil."

"That can't be good," Fili said with a roll of his eyes. "Nothing good ever comes from those two getting together."

"I wouldn't go that far," Sier spoke up, having a bit of information that her husband and his brother did not. "A few things have changed concerning their relationship since you went away."

"Oh…and how is that?" Fili asked, looking over at his wife skeptically.

"I think it best that I let Thorin tell you about it," Sier answered. "Though, might you have noticed that Thorin's new daughter's name is not exactly Khuzad?"

"Raina?" Kili asked, rolling the name over his tongue a few times. "Yes…it sounds a bit different."

"It is elvish," Tauriel revealed. "It means beautiful queen…and it was the name of Thranduil's wife."

"WHAT?" Fili and Kili both stopped dead in their tracks, causing Flinn to bump into his father's legs at his sudden halt.

"Ouch!" the dwarfling complained, rubbing his now sore nose.

"Are you hurted, Flinn?" Frerin asked, wiggling down as he went to inspect his brother's face.

"Wait!" Fili gasped, not having heard anything after that bit of news. "You mean Thorin named his child…after an elf?" It took a few moments for the information to soak in, and then the two princes began to laugh…hard! "Oh, this has to be a good story. I can't wait to hear how that happened!"

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When Fili, Kili, and Tauriel entered, all the conversation inside the banquet room suddenly ceased, causing them to pause and look around curiously. Of course Tauriel at first believed it was due to the shock of seeing their prince with an elf at his side, but when the crowd around them suddenly broke out in cheers and applause, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hail the conquering heroes!" came the call from the dwarrow, accompanied by loud whistles and the banging of mugs upon the wooden tables.

Startled, yet touched by the sentiment, Fili and Kili placed their fists over their hearts and bowed deeply.

"However," Kili spoke up, calling for silence among the throng. "We could not have succeeded without the aid of Tauriel, the Captain of the Mirkwood guard…and my betrothed." As he said the final part, he reached out and took her hand in his, looking up at her with all the love in his heart.

This caused a stillness to fall over the room, since most of the guests had not been present when the rescue party had returned. Yet those who had been, as well as the now freed prisoners, quickly broke the silence with another round of cheers. Calling out Tauriel's name and words of thanks for the part she had played. That is not to say there weren't many scandalized looks or murmurs of shock…but for the most part, everyone seemed relatively accepting. After all, their king had married a hobbit…why wouldn't his second heir follow in his footsteps and take a wife of another race as well?

"I wholeheartedly agree with my brother," Fili stated, once the noise had settled down. He felt it was important that the dwarves saw that the brothers formed a united front, that their future king supported this union. "Captain Tauriel was indeed instrumental in the success of our mission. Without her invaluable aid, we would not be here to celebrate with you now." He gave the two a wide smile, nodding to his brother at his look of appreciation. "Nor without the support and leadership skills of Prince Bain. For the soldiers of Dale were brave and fearless, bringing honor to the race of men." Here he gestured towards the high table where Bard, his family, and several other top ranking people from Dale sat. The young prince blushed slightly, yet stood and bowed to Fili in respect. However, the crown prince was not finished. "However, I would be remiss if I did not recognize the assistance of my two brave sons, Flinn and Frerin." Here he reached out and pulled the two lads in front of him, placing a hand on their shoulders proudly. "They too contributed to our victory, and should be recognized for this."

This prompted another round of cheers and applause, causing the two dwarflings to break out in wide grins, looking up at their adad in amazement. Fili kneeled down between them, whispering low, while still smiling.

"This does not mean you two are off the hook for disobeying me…but I would see you honored for your brave deeds," he told them, giving them each a wink. "You have made the line of Durin proud, my sons."

After a few more waves to the crowd, Fili led his family over to the high table, taking his place at the right side of where Thorin usually sat. Marigold, ever aware of her duty as queen, was already in her seat, serving as hostess in her husband's absence. She held little Raina in her arms, while Rose was seated with Torin and Talin, next to a grinning Bergie and Dwalin.

"Aunt Marigold," Fili greeted as he leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, calling her by the moniker he and Kili only used when they were in a teasing mood. For the young hobbit often stated that it made her feel old to be considered such by two who had lived nearly three times as long as she. "Let me say that you look ravishing, the picture of health and motherly beauty."

"And you, dear nephew," Marigold teased back, "have not lost your golden tongue on your journey. You and your brother have been sorely missed."

"It would appear that we have also missed out on much in our absence," Kili added, pulling out a chair for Tauriel between him and Sier, before walking around to stand next to the queen. "Might I be permitted to hold my newest cousin?"

"I'd be careful, Marigold," Dwalin warned, calling out from where he sat. "He's still dropping his sword quite consistently during practice."

This caused a round of laughter to burst forth, followed by Kili narrowing his eyes and giving everyone a sour look.

"Of course you can hold her, Kili," the hobbit said firmly, ignoring Dwalin as she slid the precious bundle into Kili's arms. "It is high time she got to meet the rest of her family."

Kili gently rocked his arms back and forth, doing his best to keep the sleeping princess from waking up. He smiled down at the adorable child as he walked back to his seat, never taking his eyes off of her as he went. Once he was seated in his place, he held her out for Tauriel to see.

"She is so little," the elf commented, reaching over and pulling the blanket down a bit so she could get a good look at the babe. "Are all dwarflings this tiny when they are born?"

"Nay," Sier chuckled, hearing the question. "Raina was born early, and with hobbit blood in her, she was bound to be a bit smaller than most."

Kili and Tauriel continued to stare at the babe, both of them lost in their thoughts, while the rest of the company around them proceeded with their own conversation. When Raina squirmed, apparently startled from her sleep by some wild dream or loud noise, she let out a very loud squawk of dissatisfaction, startling them both. Thankfully, Kili, having helped care for his brother's children, knew what to do, and soon his soothing voice and gentle rocking had lulled Raina back to sleep.

"What are elf children like when they're born?" he questioned, looking up at Tauriel.

"Much quieter," she laughed, having been shocked at the amount of noise such a tiny lass could make. "Not that I have been around many infants. I am a warrior, and have had little interaction with younglings. Though…as you know, I am interested in the idea."

"Would you like to hold her?" Kili asked, eyeing her with a measure of excitement.

"Am I permitted?" Tauriel gaped, her eyes shooting over towards Marigold. The queen, having been watching them, nodded her consent with a warm smile, prompting Kili to hand the infant over to his one's strong but gentle arms.

She was nervous at first, unable to recall the last time she had held anything so small, but soon Tauriel calmed and found that she enjoyed the sensation. Those around them smiled knowingly, as they watched Kili beam with pride and affection. They all knew exactly what the dwarf prince was thinking…and they were right.

Kili could not stop his heart from leaping in his chest at the sight of his love holding his new little cousin. All he could imagine was the day when Tauriel might be cradling their own dwarfling in her arms…one they had created together. He could feel his eyes growing misty at the thought, and then his blood seemed to light on fire as he next fantasized about the act that would eventually create such a thing. Kili knew the basics…how could he not, after hanging out in bars and taverns for so many years and hearing the lewd tales men often told. But it still worried him that he might not know exactly what to do…or how to do it in a pleasing way. He loved Tauriel, and he wanted to make sure that she knew he wished for her happiness as well…in all things.

Tearing his eyes off of Tauriel, he shot his brother a look, one that conveyed a volume of information in mere seconds. Fili, who had been speaking with Frerin caught the glance and his eyebrows shot up in surprise. He returned a questioning stare, and in only seconds, knew just what was running through his brother's mind. The blond prince swallowed hard, realizing that such a talk would not be easy, even if he and Kili had no secrets and could discuss anything. But for his naddith, Fili would do anything…even something as mortifying as this.

But not tonight, and only after he had several strong drinks in him!

So now Tauriel has Kili's beads...and enjoys the feel of babies in her arms. Now Kili just needs to get some more information on how to make them. ha ha. I am sure Fili has the recipe and is willing to share it...when half drunk. ha ha.

How was the Fili and Sier moments - I can't leave them out, they are my favorites you know.

And doesn't Freya know that only amads can see dwarrows naked? ha ha.

Guest Reviews:

Emrfangirl: the REAL Dis and Flinn reunion...the one in bed? ha ha. I bet they enjoyed it too. ha ha. Yes, I did want Thrandy to be nicer in my story...now he and Thorin will never be drinking buddies or be out playing golf, but they will have an understanding. And they will enjoy needling and arguing with each other as well. Yep, if Kili steps out of line, Fili now has THREE secret weapons to throw at him. Bard will undoubtedly drink a lot, but Bergie? Not on your life, she has to stay sober to keep an eye on Dwalin and her twins! They are all trouble in one form or another. ha ha. Thanks!

abc: I hope you keep looking for chapters, because I keep posting them! Ha ha, yes, Dis is bossy and it paid off. I think she still lets Flinn wear the pants in the family though (so she can get him out of them now and then)...even if she likes to try them on herself now and then and tell Thorin what for. ha ha. Flinn is riding pretty high right now, he doesn't know what to think. Yes, Thranduil is ok with it...but he might have some consessions. That bride price thing was HARD to come up with. I mean what would an elf want from a dwarf? They already gave back those white gems. I hope you like what I came up with. And no, he does not ask for 1/14th of the gold. ha ha. Thanks.

Aranel Mereneth: No, but Fili and Sier were in THIS chapter! They are so in love.

dojoson41: I will NOT be going that far into the story to where Tauriel will be alone...and even then I imagine they will find a way to be together forever. And hmmmm, WILL they find out why the elves never get served any meat? Wait and see... Thanks