Yeh I wanted to develop the relationships between Alina and the rest of the company so this is a filler chapter.
Dancing around the Flames
His crown shall be upholden,
His harp shall be restrung,
His halls shall echo golden,
To songs of yore re-sung.
Alina walked up to Bilbo and sat next to him. They sat in a comfortable silence for about five minutes watching the others preparing food and setting up bed rolls in there last camp before embarking through the Misty Mountains.
"How long do you think Gandalf will be?" Bilbo asked breaking their silence
"I doubt it will take him long to catch up with us, I suppose it depends on how long it takes for Elrond and Galadriel to get Saruman to shut up." Bilbo giggled slightly at her response. She smiled softly before saying "Your mother would be proud of you Bilbo."
"My Mother? How do you know my mother?" he asked looking like a frightened faun.
"I knew Belladonna when she visited Rivendell when she was just a bit younger than you, it was quite a controversy in the Shire at the time Belladonna Took the one who ran off to see the Elves, and now my dear Bilbo you are following in her footsteps but instead of Elves you are following a Dwarven king to reclaim a homeland lost before you were even born." She smiled at the memory of Belladonna. "You met me when you were about 10 years, on a mid-summers eve, but I was in the form of a hobbit and went under another name."
"What name was that?" Bilbo asked looking confused
Alina grinned and her eyes turned from violet to a vivid green.
"Menthe." Bilbo exclaimed then hugged Alina who laughed and returned his hug with just as much enthusiasm.
"I've missed you too little one." She laughed "I must apologise to you for my losing my temper with Dwalin, I know I scared you and for that I'm sorry."
"It is not me you should apologise to me it is Dwalin you need to say sorry to." Bilbo stated Alina frowned but nodded before standing up and moving towards the warrior who was speaking to her lover before she could reach them Kíli intercepted her.
"Alina, me and Fee where wondering if you knew any stories about mother and Uncle Thorin?" he asked
"I do, why?" she replied
"Will you tell us?"
"I suppose so." She sat down trying to remember one of the pranks her and Dís pulled on Thorin and Frerin. She smiled when she remembered her favourite.
"Well your uncles, Thorin and Frerin decided to shave your mothers beard off when she was 40, Thorin was 54 and Frerin was 49, they got your mother drunk for the first time and she woke up and I swear that Rivendell could have heard the scream, it took me, Balin and your grandmother three hours to calm her down so that she wouldn't behead them. I convinced her to instead of killing them to get revenge instead. Now a beard would grow back quickly but it wasn't that which upset your mother it wasthe fact that her pride took a knock. I'm sure you both know never to cross Dís when she is pissed and now your uncles had what came to them coming because they decided to hide my sword in the treasure room it took me three weeks to find it. So instead of just a vengeful Dam against them, they also had me and we managed to convince Balin to help us and we stole their shampoo and added so extra things into them." Alina laughed
"That was you, Dís and Balin. Alina don't tell them anymore." Thorin practically shouted incredously.
Alina grinned "What you going to do about it Thorin!" She giggled before continuing her story "The extra stuff, we put in was some special dyes that are used for dying clothing and it was from the Iron Hills which as you know is the strongest dye there is. So Frerin had bright green hair and beard for two months and Thorin had pink ones for three months."
Kíli and Fíli rolled on the floor with laughter, the whole company but Thorin burst into laughter even Dwalin cracked a smile at the memory.
Alina stood up as Thorin lunged at her, she quickly side stepped so that all he got was a mouthful of dirt. He stood up spitting the dirt from his mouth and began to circle the fire as Alina was also circling the fire with a grin plastered on her face avoiding Thorin's lunges.
"You will never get me Thorn." She giggled
"Dwalin." Thorin shouted gruffly
Before Alina could do anything a pair of strong arms grabbed her pushing her to the floor holding her down. Her dream came back to her and her eyes filled with fear, her eyes met Thorin's that were full of delight but when he saw her fear, he ordered Dwalin to let her go and pulled her into his arms and whispered softly in Khuzdul
"My Queen you are safe, no one is gonna harm you not while I'm around." Alina let out a small sob and buried her head into his neck inhaling his soothing scent.
"Forgive me for being weak." She whispered.
"You are far from weak, Lina you are the strongest, beautiful, kind and remarkable person I have ever had the honour of knowing." Thorin whispered in her ear trying to convey his anger at her thoughts. Alina's response was to kiss him on the lips slowly, showing him her love.
Dwalin coughed and they broke apart causing Thorin to growl in annoyance.
"Mister Dwalin, I believe I owe you an apology, I shouldn't have snapped that quickly, you weren't to know about my mother, I'm sorry. How about we call a truce and start again?" She asked hopefully
"Aye lass, a truce I can live with, I apologise I didn't know the elf was your mother." Dwalin replied, Alina moved towards and embraced him.
"Thank you Dwalin, I mean that, I'll try and keep Dori off your back." Alina whispered in his ear, causing Dwalin to laugh and nod in agreement. Alina grinned before curling up around Thorin and laying her head on his chest and falling to sleep.
Anyone see my musical reference, yes, no? Okay I'm thinking of doing a Dwalin/OC fic obvs not Alina but what do you think? Please leaves a comment on the chapter what you think or any questions you have for the story PLEASE. Wow that doesn't sound desperate at all *HOLDSUPSARCASMSIGN*. Right so thanks for reading
- The Archfiend