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First of all, please note that Tam is still FAR too young to be thinking of love...she would only be like 12 in human years. But she can sure enough have a childish crush on Jorun until she is grow up. Jorun is completely oblivious, to him she is a little kid. But give them time...and you never know what could come of it.

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Ok, here we go...the wedding night. I tried to keep it all PG13 rated, with lots of fluff and awwww moments.

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Chapter 146

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Kili and Tauriel had managed to slip away unseen during the fireworks display, making their way through the trees and up to the mountain in record time. A few of the guards noticed their return, bowing to Kili as he passed, yet wisely, none of them hindered their escape to the royal chambers. Once inside his room, Kili shut the door behind them and slid the bolt in place.

"There…alone at last," he told her with a wolfish grin.

"Are you sure no one will be upset that we stole away?" Tauriel asked.

"Upset?" Kili scoffed, leaving the door and walking over to where his bride stood. "They'll have expected it. Besides, it would've been inconsiderate to have wasted Fili's excellent diversion."

"He did do a very nice job of getting everyone's eyes off of us," Tauriel agreed, taking Kili's hand and leading him over to the sofa. Once they were seated, the two were nearly the same height, making it easier to communicate. "And the ceremony was lovely. A fine mixture of elf and dwarf traditions."

"Not to mention hobbit as well," Kili grinned.

"Yes, hobbit as well," she said with a laugh. Tauriel reached up and removed the wreath from her head, gazing at it lovingly. "It is very beautiful, Kili. As a child I would dream about wearing a crown such as this on my wedding night, but never could I have imagined it looking so lovely. Nor could I have imagined loving the one who made it for me half as much as I love you, dear husband. Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," he told her. "However, I do have to admit that Fili helped me form the ivy into a proper wreath…but I put in all the star-flowers personally, wanting to make sure it was as perfect as the one who would be wearing it. Yet, I failed…for it fell utterly short in comparison to your fiery mane, and the beauty glowing in your emerald eyes."

His words had apparently touched her greatly, for tears instantly formed in her eyes. And though he meant every word, he truly hated to see her cry…for any reason. So reaching out, he gently took the wreath and placed it carefully on the small table beside them. Once it was safe, he cupped her face in his palms, wiping away her tears with his thumbs, before leaning in for a long, sensual kiss - one that was whole heartedly returned.

It was a long moment before either one could speak again, yet once her emotions were once more under control, Tauriel let her gaze drift back to the wreath.

"It is tradition to hang it over our mantel for the first year of our marriage, to remind us of our vows," she informed him with a warm smile. "Then, when the year is up, we will bury it in the ground and plant a sapling in the middle, to symbolize the continued growth of our love."

"That sounds lovely," Kili said with a smile. "Tell me, is there anything more I should have done to keep with your elf traditions? Anything I might have skipped?" he questioned. "I want to make sure I do them all, otherwise Thranduil might claim I didn't make good on my offer of the bride price and nullify the wedding."

"No…I can't think of anything else required by elf law or tradition," she admitted, yet then her face grew a bit red and she looked down at her hands in her lap. "Well…there is one more thing we must di before we are considered truly wed."

It took only seconds for Kili to realize what she was talking about, and while his body was more than ready to perform the task, Fili's words came flooding back to him. His brother had said to take things slow, and be considerate of his wife's feelings on the matter, and that was exactly what he intended to do.

"I want you to know that I'm more than willing to fulfill this final part of our union, more than willing actually," he told her, loving how she blushed even more at his words. "Yet, I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm a bit nervous as well."

"You are?" Tauriel seemed shocked by this, but not for the reasons Kili might have thought. "And here I thought I was the only one!"

"You mean, you're nervous too?" Kili was suddenly very grateful for his brother's advice. "You always seem so sure of everything…so brave and fearless."

"During battle, yes…for I have been trained to fight," she explained. "But this? This is as new for me as it is for you. And add to that the fact that we are from different cultures, I would say we both have every right to be somewhat concerned."

"True," Kili nodded. "So, how about we take things very slow, and then see what happens?"

"I like that idea," Tauriel agreed with a smile. "I have been led to believe that the act is most pleasurable, and that if given enough time, our bodies will figure out what needs to be done."

"Fili said the exact same thing," Kili mused. "And I already know that when we touch or kiss, you set my skin ablaze and you make me feel things in places I never felt before."

"I…I ache for you as well, my love," Tauriel admitted brazenly.

"Then…may I propose we begin with something simple?" Kili asked with a yearning look in his eyes. "May I unbraid your hair? I've longed to run my fingers through your beautiful tresses from the moment I first saw you. Would you allow me?"

"I would be delighted," she assured him, smiling as she turned around to allow him access.

Kili felt as if he were in a dream, his nimble fingers making quick work of the intricate braids his mother and sister-in-law had woven in that afternoon. He didn't touch her marriage braid though, not wishing to see that particular symbol removed just yet. It would have to be taken out sometimes, like when she washed her hair, and then re-braided back in - a privilege that was now his alone. But for the time being, he left it alone, focusing on the touch and feel of her fire red hair as it slipped through his eager fingers.

"To a dwarf…this is a very intimate act," he explained as he finished his work, allowing her locks in a cascade down her back like a crimson waterfall. "From here on out, no one is allowed to touch your hair but me…and no one can touch mine, but you." He paused for a moment before adding. "Well, close family can, like Fili and Sier…or my parents. But that is all!" He stated the last part quite forcefully, sounding very much like the jealous dwarf he was.

"I will remember that," Tauriel assured him, doing her best to hide her smile. "Is there anything else that I should know? I do not wish to make a mistake due to ignorance."

"I don't think so," he mused, reaching out to gently turn her to face him again. "But I promise if something comes up, I'll speak to you about it immediately, and not allow you to remain in the dark."

"And I promise to ask you questions if I am confused about anything, and not allow misunderstandings rob us of our happiness," she assured him.

"Then I say we are off to a better start than Fili and Thorin ever were," Kili laughed. "You wouldn't believe how those two, as well as Dwalin, bumbled around before they got it right. We will not be like them."

"Well, I hope we are like them in some ways," Tauriel teased. "I mean, I can tell they each love their mates with all their hearts."

"Just as I love you," he told her, leaning in to kiss her very tenderly. "And I always will."

"I was such a fool to stay away all these years," she lamented.

"I'm simply glad we came together at last," Kili told her in a gentle tone, attempting to soothe her worries.

"As am I." She then stood, taking Kili by the hand and began pulling him towards the bedroom door. "Come, my love."

Kili didn't hesitate, following her without complaint, until they stood in his room beside his freshly made bed – thanks to some thoughtful maid, he assumed. Tauriel then turned around once more, pulling her hair to one side as she looked at him over her shoulder.

"Would you mind undoing the ties for me? I don't think I can reach," she murmured seductively.

Kili was certain that she could easily have reached them with her long arms, but he was not about to relinquish the privilege of doing so himself. So once more, he allowed his fingers the pleasure, and slowly undid the golden ribbon that held the back of her dress together. Once it was undone, revealing a fair amount of creamy skin to his hungry eyes, she turned back around, robbing him of the sight.

"I will be right back," Tauriel stated, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips, letting hers linger there a few seconds longer before she pulled away and headed for the washroom door. There she paused for a moment, glancing over her shoulder and giving Kili a seductive look. She felt a shiver of excitement race down her spine as Kili stared back at her with blatant desire in his eyes. And then she was gone.

Kili took a few deep breaths before he hurried over to the fireplace and threw in a few more logs until it was once more a cheerful blaze. He then walked around, turning the oil lamps down a bit, leaving the room bathed in a warm and inviting glow. When that was done, he sat down on the end of the bed and proceeded to remove his boots. He had just pulled the second one off when the washroom door opened and out came Tauriel, this time wearing the most tantalizing nightdress Kili had ever seen. It was made of a slightly sheer fabric that went all the way to the floor, hugging her body in all the right places. Like her wedding dress, it too had a low scoop at the neckline, but the thin little ties that held it together at her shoulders was a new and pleasing touch. The tight fit left hardly anything to the imagination, yet Kili didn't mind at all. He sucked in a gasp of air as he stood, the boot slipping from his hand and landing on the floor with a loud thud.

"Where did you get that?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke. For he was certain that gown had not been in his washroom earlier when he got dressed!

"Sier made it for me," Tauriel revealed, spinning around as the gown flowed around her legs, and her long hair swished from side to side. "She said she would have it placed here for me when she send the maids in to straighten up after you left for the ceremony. Do you like it?"

"Like it?" Kili parroted, still amazed at the lovely sight before him. "I love it!" He took a few steps closer, his hands reaching out to examine the nightdress more closely, allowing his fingers to slide down her sides with a ghost like touch. "I can't get over my good fortune," he murmured, his eyes roving over her form and then back to her face. "I can't believe you're mine."

"Just as I can't believe you are mine as well," Tauriel smiled. "Yet…suddenly, I get the feeling that you are a bit overdressed. Might I help you remove your tunic?"

Kili grinned wickedly, stepping back and holding his arms out to his side in an inviting manner.

"By all means," he offered. "I am yours to do with as you will."

And so she did, letting her own hands slip down his chest until she reached the hem of his tunic, pulling it slowly up and over his head. Casting it to the floor, she next let her fingers slip within the dark hair on his torso, loving the way his eyes closed in pleasure as she lightly explored. She noted a few scars over his left ribs, and made a mental note to ask him later about each one and how he had obtained them. But now was not the time for such talk.

"And your trousers?" Tauriel asked, her hands stopping just above where the fabric began. "Might we be rid of those as well?"

Kili's eyes flew open, yet not from shock, but delight. He gave an enthusiastic nod of his head, his breath catching slightly as he felt her nimble fingers working at the lacings that held them fastened. Within moments his trousers were around his ankles, with only his undergarments hiding his intimate parts from her view. Stepping out of his britches, he leaned down and tugged off his socks, tossing them away amongst the rest of his clothes.

"Now I'm the one thinking that you are overdressed here," he told her, his voice low and husky. "And as much as I love the way you look in that nightdress…I would much prefer to see it laying amongst my clothes there on the floor."

"Would you, now?" she teased, slowly reaching up to tug at the silken strings that held it together at her shoulders. "Well, your wish is my command."

First she pulled on one…letting the garment slip down just a bit. Then as Kili's eager eyes watched, she tugged on the second one, causing the nightdress to cascade down her body until it too pooled on the floor at her feet. Kili was speechless…all ability to think, or form words, robbed from him at the sight of her. She was perfection itself, and she was his wife.

Tauriel blushed slightly at his wanton stare and turned to step towards the bed, lifting the covers and slipping beneath the sheets.

"Would you care to join me?" she asked in a seductive voice, pulling the blankets back a bit on his side.

This seemed to snap Kili from his trance, and he raced around the bed, ripping his underpants off with lightning speed as he slid in beside her. Turning on his side and propping himself up on one elbow he hovered over her, feeling as if he had the height advantage for once.

"That was rather quick," Tauriel said, giggling like a young elleth in her first century. "You didn't even give me a chance to admire your form, my husband."

"Well, I fear that my body is not as pleasing to gaze upon as yours, and I didn't wish for you to have a chance to be disappointed and change your mind," he told her, now his turn to redden in embarrassment.

"Oh, no," she told him in all seriousness. "I could never be disappointed!" Her lips then curved into a playful smile as her eyes sparkled with mischief. "And if you will not allow me to inspect you with my eyes…I suppose my hands will just have to do the job."

Tauriel, however, did not have time to make good on her threat, for with a low growl in his throat, Kili leaned in for a long and sensuous kiss, the sensation turning her insides to jelly. When the kiss broke, he let his hand slide across her cheek and down her long slender neck, loving the feel of her skin beneath his touch.

Not to be outdone, Tauriel too allowed her hand to reach up and run over Kili's shoulders and bare chest, her fingers to slip beneath the covers. She smiled as he let out a low moan of pleasure when her nails lightly rake over his back and hip. It was exhilarating to know she could illicit such a response from him with only light contact. It made her heart race to think of what else she might be able to do.

Kili apparently had the same thought, for he quickly turned his attentions to her lips and neck in great earnest, tasting, teasing and tantalizing his way down to her collarbone, accompanied by small sounds of delight from his wife. He tried to recall everything Fili had told him, about going slow, asking questions, and making sure that Tauriel was enjoying his attention. And from what he could ascertain, she was, and that only made him want to take things to the next level. Yet before he dared to go further, he pulled back, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt. He found none. Only a mirrored reflection of his deep and abiding devotion.

"I love you, Tauriel," he told her with all sincerity.

"And I love you, Kili," she assured him, reaching up to encircle his neck, pulling him down to her encouragingly.

So the night went, with both of them testing the waters, venturing forth, and finding delight in each other's arms. Kili let Tauriel set the pace, taking his cue from the delicious moans and delightful gasps he pulled from her as he set out to explore every inch of her - always making sure to voice his devotion for her in desperate whispers. And when the moment came, for them to be considered wed by elf standards, it was more beautiful than either one had ever imagined.

They were at last truly husband and wife.

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It wasn't long before the sun began to rise, lighting the room through the crystal tunnels cut into the mountain. This time it was Tauriel who was propped up on her elbow, watching Kili as he laid there, flat on his back and staring up at the ceiling with a look of pure satisfaction.

"Are you well, my husband?" she questioned, a teasing smile on her lips.

"Well?" he repeated, giving a laugh of surprise. "Well? After what we just did, multiple times, I am more than well…I'm wonderful!"

"Yes, you were rather amazing, I must say," Tauriel nodded, trying to appear serious.

"What? No, that is not what I meant!" he barked out, looking over at her in shock. "I meant I feel wonderful! You were the one who was amazing. I can't even begin to explain now marvelous you were." Kili gave a long sigh of happiness. "If only I'd known what being with you was like sixteen years ago, I would have never left the dungeons! I would have slammed that door shut after Bilbo unlocked it, and told the company to go on without me!"

"You would have done no such thing!" Tauriel told him in a scandalized tone. "And who is to say I would have had you back then? Maybe it took me this long to learn to tolerate you. Ever think of that?"

"No…you loved me from the moment you laid eyes on me, I know it," he said, bringing his arms up and lacing his fingers behind his head with a look of confidence.

"Covered in webs and being dragged off by a spider?" she asked him with a roll of her eyes. "Yes, you were practically irresistible."

"I know," he agreed with an impish grin. This earned him a playful slap, which only made him laugh all the more. "But seriously…if this is what it feels like for everyone, then I swear I will never begrudge my parents their moments alone together again, because after one night with you, I can completely see the appeal!"

"Well, thank you, kind sir," she said with a bow of her head, slightly embarrassed by his words, yet enjoying the compliment nonetheless. "But you were quiet extraordinary as well. Together I think we make a wonderful team."

"Speaking of us making things…do you think we might have made a baby during that first, or maybe second time?" he asked, grinning wildly.

Here Tauriel's eyebrows furrowed together with a look of sadness, making Kili's smile fade just a bit.

"No, we did not," she told him disappointedly, sitting up as she pulled the blanket with her, covering her chest modestly.

"How do you know?" he questioned, slipping his arms behind him and propping himself up on his elbows. "It's impossible to know for sure, especially this soon…isn't it?"

"No, Kili," she assured him. "An elleth knows the moment she conceives…don't dwarrowdams?"

"Not that I'm aware of," he told her, wondering if his brother would have even thought to tell him such a thing, if it were so.

"Elves count their children's age from conception, and a mother knows the moment that child is created," Tauriel explained. "I will feel it as their consciousness sparks within me."

"You will?" this intrigued Kili very much. "So, you can tell me that very day?"

"That very hour," she corrected, her smile returning at the joy in his voice. "And within a month or two, I will know if it is a son or a daughter that grows within me."

"Or, perhaps, I could dream about our little one, and I might learn this information before you," he offered, his eyes bright with anticipation.

"Dream of our child?" she questioned. "What do you mean?"

"Dwarf males often dream of their unborn children," he explained. "It's one of the blessings from Mahal, letting us know we have found our one. It doesn't happen for every dwarrow, but Fili said he dreamed about Frerin and Freya. So it's possible I might have one of these dreams as well, and learn the gender of our child before it's even conceived!"

"Are you suggesting we make a contest out of the conception of our child?" Tauriel laughed, loving the fact that they were talking about the possibility of children so freely. "If so, I think you have been hanging around Nori too much."

"No, that's not what I meant," Kili chuckled. "Just that between my potential dreams, and your motherly elf intuition, we are bound to know more about our unborn child than most."

"All I need to know is that it is happy, healthy…and ours," she assured him.

"Ours," he repeated. "I love the sound of that."

Just then, however, Tauriel's stomach made a small grumble of protest, announcing its desire for food.

"I, however, do not like the sound of that!" Kili laughed. "I can't have my beautiful wife starving, for that simply will not do."

"And what would my handsome husband propose we do about this dilemma?" she asked, blushing slightly. "Will you be willing to fetch me some food to quiet my hunger?"

At this, Kili got a horrified look on his face and fell back against the mattress dramatically.

"But…it's so comfortable right here," he whined, stretching like a lazy cat in the warm sun.

"Fine, then it appears that I must be the one to go forth and forage for sustenance," she sighed, doing her best to hide her humor. "And since other than my wedding gown, the only attire I have on hand is my nightdress, I fear the guards in the hall will be getting quite an eyeful. Yet, if I must go…I must go."

Tauriel made to move from the bed, but before she could hardly stir, Kili shot up, gripping her around the waist and spinning her until she was now the one with her back to the mattress, with him hovering above her. The swiftness of his attack, and subsequent control of the situation, made her breath catch in her throat. Tauriel knew Kili was a skilled warrior, yet she had not expected him capable of such catlike grace and speed…and she found she liked it. A lot! Yet what seemed to cause a smoldering fire to spread over her body was the look of raw desire shining in his eyes, it was completely intoxicating.

"You will not set foot out of this room wearing such a thing!" he all but growled, his words causing his chest to rumble against hers where they now touched. And while there was a sternness to his words, she could tell they were not spoken in anger. "You are mine, Tauriel. Only I shall ever have the right to see, touch, and love you, in that state of dress or any other. In fact, if I had my way, I would keep you locked in here forever, disrobed and thoroughly satisfied. I am a dwarf, after all, and we are greedy by nature, not willing to share our most precious treasure."

Once Tauriel might have found such words oppressive and confining, but instead, coming from Kili, they ignited her passion for him all the more. And when he leaned in to capture her lips in a feverish kiss, she just about swooned. It was not soft, nor gentle, but needy and possessive, his lips ravaging hers as she buried her fingers in his hair, pulling him down demandingly. Yes, Tauriel loved Kili's playful side, his cheeky ways and boyish qualities, but this…well, this was something else altogether. It woke within her the desire to be cared for, cherished, and needed. And she knew that Kili could fulfill such things, and so much more.

While their two previous couplings had been slow and tender, this time it was heated and full of fire, leaving them both out of breath and almost too exhausted to move once it was over. Tauriel laid back on the bed, her eyes closed and her body tingling. And while she desired nothing more than to do that all over again, she felt the pull of sleep beginning to take over.

"Are you still hungry, my love?" Kili whispered, brushing the sweat damp hair from her forehead as he kissed it gently.

"Mmmhmmm," she murmured sleepily. "But maybe not just yet…I need to rest a bit before we try that again."

"I meant hungry for food," he laughed, completely understanding her misconception…as well as her request for a break. "Yet by all means, let's revisit that amazing experience again later."

"Food first," Tauriel said with a smile, not bothering to open her eyes. "Then I'm all yours."

"I will hold you to that," Kili warned her, sliding out of bed and began hunting for his trousers and tunic.

Tauriel rolled over, pulling his pillow to her as she hugged it tightly, drinking in his scent. She managed to open her eyes long enough to at last admire his naked form, and finding nothing lacking in her estimation. She giggled quietly as he struggled to redress himself, his still sweat covered body making the task difficult.

"Promise you won't be gone long?" she begged, hating the idea of being without him, even for a short while.

"No longer than I must," he assured her, placing one knee on the bed and leaning in to kiss her once more, drawing it out as if it would be the only thing to sustain him on his journey. "Rest up, my wife…for you have kindled within me that which only you can satisfy. And I fully intend to take my fill when I return."

"I will hold you to that," Tauriel yawned, tossing his own words back at him. She then smiled happily as she drifted off to sleep.

Kili stood there for a long while, just staring at his beloved. Tauriel was his…at last, all his. He had thought of her for so long, dreamed of this day, and now that it was finally here, he couldn't believe his good fortune. Was this how Fili felt? Did Thorin, Dwalin, and his father all get the same amazing thrill when they looked at their ones? Again, Kili could not imagine anyone else ever feeling as much love for another being as he did Tauriel.

"I love you, my little firebrand," he whispered, forcing himself to back away from the bed and leave the room. He had a mission to complete, and if his wife desired food…then food she would have! He would also make sure to leave a note for the kitchen staff to bring up meals at regular intervals, for he intended to be sequestered in their chambers for a good many days more…and he did not wish to leave her side again.

After slipping on a pair of boots, Kili quickly ran his fingers through his hair, not really caring much about how he looked. He had just got married…he had earned the right to appear disheveled. In fact, it brought a smile to his face as he imagined the knowing looks and wolfish smiles he would garnish as he strutted his way to the kitchens.

Yet when he opened his door and stepped out into the hall, what he saw took him by surprise.

"Fili?" he asked, finding his older brother sitting against the opposite wall, busying himself with tossing one of his blades up in the air and catching it safely by the hilt. When Fili saw Kili emerge, a wide smile spread over his face and he leapt to his feet, stowing his dagger in one of this many hidden pockets. "What are you doing out here?"

"Waiting for you, of course," Fili said matter of factly. "I knew you couldn't stay in there forever…not without some form of nourishment."

"How long have you been sitting out here?" Kili asked in shock.

"Since dawn," Fili shrugged, as if it were nothing at all. "So…how did it go?" he asked, giving his brother a wide grin and waggling his eyebrows up and down.

"WHAT?" Kili was aghast. Did Fili truly want to know the intimate details? Well, he was going to be sorely disappointed! "I'm not telling you that! Mahal's beard, Fili…I can't believe you asked me that!"

"Well, did I, or did I not, find you sitting outside my door the morning after I was wed…asking the same question?" Fili reminded him, his smile never fading. "Turnabout is fair play, Naddith."

Kili just stared at his brother, shaking his head in disbelief, before turning and heading down the stairs without another word. Fili, not one to give up easily, followed, still grinning madly and circling Kili in little hopping movements.

"Come on, Kili…I thought we told each other everything!" Fili urged, his tone turning into a whine.

"No!" came the dark haired dwarf's reply.

"But you have to give me something!" he pressed. "I mean come on, you married an elf! The height difference alone must provide a few interesting stories."

"FILI!" he roared, his face turning a bright shade of red.

"Please, just tell me something," the blond dwarf begged.

"Fine…I'll tell you what happened," Kili said at last, halting so quickly that Fili almost tripped over his own feet in an attempt to stop as well.

"You will?" Fili asked in a shocked voice.

"NO!" Kili bellowed, throwing his hands up in frustration. "Now leave me alone. I have to get food and return to my wife."

"Your wife," Fili repeated. "My little Naddith has a wife!" He threw his arm around Kili's shoulders and pulled him closer as they continued down the corridor. "And here Amad feared this day would never come."

"Well, she should be happy now," Kili laughed, his annoyance over his brother's nosy attitude fading quickly.

"Oh, no, you know Amad," Fili said in mock horror. "She won't be happy until she is bouncing a passel of little pointy eared dwarf babies on her lap, and you know it. If you thought she nagged incessantly about you finding a wife…just wait until the baby begging begins."

Once more Kili stopped dead in his tracks, a look of pure horror on his face.

"You're right!" he gasped. "What am I to do?"

"The only thing you can do, Kili," Fili told him in all seriousness. "Give them to her."

The two brothers stared at each other for a second or two and then they broke out in laughter.

"Well…at least the process of trying to make them is enjoyable!" Kili stated, as they began their way down the corridor once more.

"Oh, how enjoyable?" Fili asked, causing Kili to roll his eyes in exasperation once more.

"I'm not telling you!" he sighed.

"Come on…just a hint?" Fili cajoled.

"NO!" Kili shouted. "Stop being a pest!"

"That's what brothers are for," the older sibling stated proudly.

"And you are doing a very fine job of it, too," Kili huffed, as the two disappeared around the corner, their voices dissolving into the familiar laughter that everyone in the mountain had come to associate with the two princes.

Fili and Kili…the pride of Erebor.

The End

(Of Part Three)

So, how did you like Kili's wedding night? Was it everything you hoped? I think Kili enjoyed himself...and so did Tauriel.

And FILI...shame on you! But really, didn't Kili do the same thing? ha ha. Turnabout if fair play.

Thank you all for your wonderful reviews.

See you soon!

Guest Reviews:

abc: Thanks! Yep, Dis and Flinn are happy to have her. Of course Thorin is the one who encourages Fili and Kili's pranks. He loves it too. Yep, got to tie all those loose ends up...and there ARE several more chapters to come! Stay tuned. Thanks

JayJay: Yep, I like things to go out with a bang. ha ha. And Tam will have some time to wait before anything comes of that, but you know where it is heading. Ha ha, even Theoden was once a little kid. ha ha. And yes, sadly, Bard does have to die before too long. DARN IT. Thanks

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