I was walking towards the living room when I passed Bilbo. He gave me an apologetic look before continuing on and disappearing down the hallway. Perhaps it was for the best he stay behind. This journey was sure to be long and full of danger, a hobbit would definitely be out of place. Though, I had to admit I was hoping Bilbo would join us. My attention then turned towards Thorin and Balin's conversation. "It appears we lost our burglar. Probably for the best. After all what are we, miners, merchants, tinkers, toymakers, hardly the stuff of legend." Balin's statement did ring with truth, however you don't have to be a warrior to be brave at least in my opinion.

"There are a few warriors amongst us." Thorin replied with a smirk. Wow who knew he actually had a sense of humor. I didn't think he had it in him. Balin sighed and gave the dwarf an exasperated look. "Old warriors." He pointed out. Thorin stood up from his leaning position and gained a determined look in his eyes. "I would take each and everyone of these dwarves over an army, for when I called they answered. Loyalty. Honor. A willing heart. I can ask for no more." Thorin's voice was sincere and confidant as he said this. It amazed me how many surprises this dwarf had. I saw Balin lean in a bit more and speaking in a quieter tone that could just barely hear them.

Balin stood up giving thorin a sincere look. "You don't have to do have a choice." Thorin leaned his head down as Balin continued. "You have done honorably by our people. You have belt a new life for us in the Blue Mountains. A life of peace and plenty. A life that is worth all the gold in Erebor." THorin once again straightened as he held out the key. "From my grandfather to my father, this has come to dreamt of the day when the Dwarves of Erebor would reclaim our homeland. There is no choice, Balin. Not for me."

"What about the lass? Are you really going to let her come on this journey? It is not our way Thorin. We are supposed to protect our women not let them venture on deadly journey across Middle Earth." Balin said with a chastising tone. I wrinkled my nose at that and glared at him even though he couldn't see me. Thorin made a noise between a sigh and groan at his friend's statement. "I know Balin. However, she has reached her majority and has chosen this herself. Not to mention she is only half dwarf, so she doesn't apply to our customs. She will come, but I want everyone to treat her no differently than they would child of man. I don't want any of the company to become distracted." Balin only sighed and nodded. "Very well laddy. We will see it done." Balin patted his shoulder then they both disappeared down the hall.

I moved away from the doorway with a slight scowl on my face. Thorin reminded me of everyone else in middle earth. All they saw was halfbreed who didn't belong. I shook my head to clear it of the heavy thoughts. I saw Fili and Kili heading my way with mugs filled. "Are you going to join us." Fili said with a slight smirk. "What for? What are we doing?" I said with slight suspension. From what I could tell the two brothers were harmless, but they definitely had a mischievous air about them, so I wasn't taking any chances. Kili laughed at my response. "Smart this one, but don't worry the company is just gathering in the parlour for a song." He said with a kind smile, though his eyes still had a mischievous glint.

I smiled back and let the two lead me to the rest of the company. As we walked in i could hear all of them humming a familiar tune. And to my total surprise, Thorin started singing the song in his deep baritone voice.

"Far over the Misty Mountains cold,

To dungeons deep and caverns old.

We must await ere break of day

To find our long-forgotten gold."

The others then joined in as I listened silently to the sombre song.

"The pines were roaring,

On the height.

The wind was moaning in the night.

The fire was red,

It flaming spread.

The trees like torches,

Blazed with light."

The company finished the song together as one. My father used to sing this song to me every night. He promised that we would one day Erebor as he remembers it. A glorious stronghold and kingdom. Usually I'm not one for sentimentality, but this was personal and hit me in a very tender place, which lead me to continue the song.

"The wind was on the withered heath

But in the forest stirred no leaf:

Their shadows lay be night or day

And dark things silent crept beneath."

I saw all the dwarves looking at me, but the only one who met my eyes was Kili. Once again his eyes were a glowing yellow. I almost stopped singing, but I continued when he dropped his gave a second later.

"The wind went from West to East;

All movement in the forest ceased

But shrill and harsh across the marsh

Its whistling voices were released.

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!

Though wind may blow and rain may fall

We must away ere break of day

Far o'er the wood and mountain tall."

I stood up and started walking out of the room when I was stopped by Bofur. "Where did you learn to sing like that lass?" He asked in all the others also eager for an answer. I turned half way looking all of them in the eye. "From my mother. At least that's what my father tells me." I then turned back around and walked completely out of the room. It didn't take long for me to find a guest room. I layed down and within minutes I was asleep.

A/N

Hey guys I know This was a bit short and it's been a few weeks since the last chapter, but I wanted to go head and post this chapter. Just wanted to let you guys know that my updates are going to be sporadic since it is my senior year and I have a lot of things to do and decisions to make. So please be patient with me.

By the way, I wanted to ask if i should change the perspective, like maybe have some chapters where we see everything from one of the dwarves' perspective or maybe Bilbo's. Let me know what you think.

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