Chapter Eleven
Thorin's POV:
We had just arrived in Lake Town, and inside the Bowman's home, as I sat down waiting for Bard to return the weapons he promised us. "You look as if you have a lot on your mind, laddie!" said Balin softly. "All I can think of what now, is Lalina. I really hate having to leave her behind like this." I said sadly. "Laddie, she had no other choice, considering the condition she is in. Don't worry, someday you will see Lalina again." said Balin, patting my shoulder. Shortly, Bard entered the home dropping the weapons on the table. And lets just say I am not happy with the weapons.
"You call these weapons? We have weapons in Erebor's armory better than this!" shouted Gloin. "We paid you for weapons, Bowman, not for garbage like this!" I snarled at the man. "Take it, or leave it dwarf. That's all I can offer to you at the moment!" Bard snapped back at me. I stood up, and went into the parlor, with Bilbo and Balin following me. "You look as if you seen a ghost!" Balin spoke to me. "Dwarven wind lance. The same weapon used when Lord Girion attempted to kill Smaug!" I said quietly.
"How would you know this? Were you there?" asked Bard, when I turned and looked at him. "Everyone knows the story, lad." said Balin. "It is mere fairy tale!" said Dwalin behind them. "Thorin.." Balin whispered. Bard stopped in his tracks as Balin spoken my named and I glared at him. "What happened of keeping our identity hidden?" I snarled at him.
Lalina's POV:
"Breg! Slow down! We're not going to a race!" I called out to my brother. "Hey, we need to get you to your husband before they leave to the Mountain! So stop yer slacking, slow poke!" said Breg. "Oh, says the one whom was supposed to show up at my birthday party and didn't?" I shot back, playfully. "Well I'm sorry about that, Lalin! I had duties to upkeep. And trust me, you don't want deal with the wrath of Lord Dain!" said Breg. "I don't think I want too, either!" I grumbled.
We continued to walk more in silence. "Are we in Lake Town yet?" I asked Breg. "No, we have thirty more miles to go!" Breg replied. I decided just for kicks, to get on my brother's nerves. After walking several more miles, I spoke up again. "Are we there yet?" I asked. "No, Lalina. We're not there yet!" said Breg, grumpily. After another five more miles….."Are we there yet?!" I asked in a loud voice.
"Lalina, I just told you we'll get there, when we'll get there!" Brega shouted at me, and I fell silent. Several hours later, we reached the gates of the town, and we could see two guards standing at the gate. "Who goes there?" called out one of the guards. "My name is Lalina Silverfire, and this my brother Breg, just a couple traveling merchants, who need a place to stay for the night!" I said. "Traveling merchants! Nice one, La!" whispered Breg, grinning. "Hey! Don't I know you? Aren't you a guard of Lord Dain?" asked one guard. Breg grinned.
"Yes, I am sir!" said Breg proudly. Well, there went our cover. "You are permitted to pass! The closest pub and inn, is over to the right!" said the first guard. "Thank you, kind sir." I said, as we came through the gates, and head into town. "Do you suppose they're staying at an Inn? We'll try there first!" suggested Breg. "Okay." I said, and walked towards an Inn, and went inside and approached the Inn Keeper's desk.
"How may I help you this evening, my good dwarves?" asked the Inn Keeper.
"First, I was wondering if you have seen a group of thirteen dwarves and hobbit, and are they staying here?" I asked him. "I'm afraid I haven't, my lady. You two are the only dwarves I've seen all day." the Inn Keeper replied. "Oh." I said, tone of disappointment in my voice.
"Well, we like to have a room if you have any rooms open!" spoke up Breg. "Of course, there is a room open! Room 220! How long are you going to stay?" asked the Inn Keeper. "Until we find our kin!" I replied. The Inn Keeper nodded, and handed us a parchment where I signed our names on, and paid the Inn Keeper. After that, the Inn Keeper showed us to our rooms. After the Inn Keeper left, I turned to my brother.
"Where could those dwarves be at? I thought they would've came here by now." I said. Breg shrugged. "Maybe they got delayed." Breg replied. "I think we should go and look for them." I said. "No, dear sister. Its getting late, we should stay and rest! Its already past midnight." Breg said to me. I sighed. Stupid, over protective brother! I thought as I went to my room. The next morning, Breg and I woke up and went into the common area of the Inn for breakfast. We heard a lot of commotion going on outside. "Excuse me, what is going on?" I asked the Inn Keeper.
"The Rumors are true that Bard had smuggled a group of dwarves into town. Thirteen of them! Now they are meeting with the Master at the Town Square!" The Inn Keeper replied. My eyes widened in surprise. "That's them! They're the ones I'm looking for! Come on Breg!" I cried out, pulling my brother's arm, as we bolted out of the Inn, and entered the Town Square.
By the time we arrived, the Master invited the Company for a feast in their honor, and everyone followed him into the Town's Great Hall. "There's Thorin!" said Breg. "THORIN!" I cried out running after them. Thorin stopped and froze, and turned to see us. "Lalina?! You were told to stay behind! What are you doing here?!" exclaimed Thorin. "Beorn has helped me walk again, Thorin, and I've found my brother!" I replied, and I introduced my brother, Breg to Thorin.
"Aren't you Lord Dain's cousin, as well?" asked Breg. Thorin smiled and nodded. "Yes, Dain is my cousin! You are one of his guards! I've seen you before! Its nice meeting you, Breg, Lalina's brother! Come, we got a feast to go to!" said Thorin. As they entered, Thorin turned to Breg. "You two didn't run in any trouble along the way did you?" asked Thorin. "Well, I'm never usually the one whom would get into trouble-however my sister, is quite a different story! She don't run into trouble, trouble finds her!" said Breg, grinning. Suddenly I slapped my brother in the shoulder.
"Don't you be telling tall tales about me, Breg!" I called out playfully. Breg stuck his tongue at her. Thorin laughed, as he pulled me into a tight hug.
"It doesn't matter now, now that you are back and safe with us. Thank you Master Breg, for escorting her safely!" said Thorin. "Anytime, Lord Thorin!" said Breg, with a bow. "Please just call me Thorin. After all, we're In laws now, hey?" said Thorin, with a smile. "Right!" said Breg grinning. Thorin led us to the rest of the Company, as I introduced my brother to them. "So you're the famous Breg that Lalina told us about? Didn't you know the day we met her at Bag End, she came in disguise as you?" spoke up Kili.
"KILI!" I shouted at the dwarf prince. "Yeah, she came in and said she was 'Breg', until she decided to reveal who she is!" Fili continued. "You two stop it!" I shouted at the young dwarves. Breg turned to me, and smiled. "Oh really? Is that true?" said my brother with a huge grin on his face. "Alright, its true. It was Gandalf's idea to come up with the frikken disguise!" I grumbled. "I always knew you would follow my footsteps, sister!" beamed Breg, and everyone laughed.
The feast turned out quite nicely, and all of us had a great time, and which made my reunion with Thorin special, as well as my brother's. Thorin asked me that night where Breg and I are staying.
Thorin insisted we should go get our belongings from the Inn and stay with them at the guest home where he and the rest of the Company are staying, which the Master arranged for them. And so we done that, and returned to the feast. I also took noticed Kili looking a bit off that night as well. "Thorin, what's going on with Kili? He's not his usual chirper, mischievous self!" I asked. Thorin told me he got injured once they escaped from being imprisoned by the elves. He was struck by a poisoned blade in the knee.
"He should go and rest." I suggested. "That's where Fili is taking him now, back to the guest home, so he can rest. Oin is going with them." said Thorin. Later, Thorin and I decided to go as well, but Breg remained with the rest of the Company and partied. Bilbo already was at the guest home, since he battled a nasty cold, and was in bed way before any of us.
No One's POV:
First as Thorin and Lalina entered the guest home, Thorin checked on Kili and spent some time with both of his nephews. "Uncle-sing for us." Kili said quietly. Thorin smiled, as he sat down in chair at Kili's bed side, and he began to sing. An old dwarven lullaby he had sang to his nephews at a very young age, one he had composed himself.
Lalina stood and listened, and smiled. Thinking of her child, she could imagine Thorin singing those same lullabies to their child. By the time the song ended, Kili already fell asleep with Fili at his side. Thorin smiled at the young princes, as he kissed their foreheads and he approached Lalina. "Now its our turn!" said Thorin, and to her surprise, he picked up Lalina, carrying her bridal style to their room. Thorin laid Lalina gently on their bed, as he climbed in with her, pulling her into his arms, as Lalina laid her head on his chest, and Thorin placing his hand gently on Lalina's belly.
"Just think, I will be singing those same lullabies to our child, Lalin!" Thorin whispered, as he kissed Lalina on the neck. "I know." said Lalina. "Good night, little one!" Thorin said quietly to Lalina's belly and he kissed it. And both dwarves drifted off to sleep. The next morning, Lalina woke up and grinned as she saw Thorin now wearing a completely different set of clothes. It was clothing that the Master had loaned him. "I look ridiculous! Is this all the Master came up with?" grumbled Thorin.
"I think you look rather handsome, Thorin, and kingly too!" said Lalina with a chuckle.
"I have armor in Erebor that I rather much wear than this piece of garbage." said Thorin. "Oh?" said Lalina. "My Grandfather's ceremonial armor. You should see it, Lalina." said Thorin, proudly as he began describing the armor to her, and of her Grandfather's crown. Lalina could already imagine what Thorin looked like in it. "I imagine you will look very handsome in it." said Lalina smiling. "Come, the others are waiting, Lalina. Get dressed and meet all of us outside at the pier." said Thorin, as he kissed Lalina. Lalina nodded, and Thorin left the home.
After Lalina got dressed, she joined the others outside the guest home. Lalina laughed when she saw her brother in the clothes the Master had given them. "You call this armor? We look like a bunch of automatons dressed like this!" exclaimed Breg. Dwalin laughed. "Don't worry, we'll get our real armor once we reach Erebor!" grinned the burly dwarf. "This thing is riding me!" grumbled Gloin. "Alright, everyone into the boat! Where is Fili, Kili and Bofur?" asked Thorin.
"They're coming slowly but surely, about Bofur, I think he's still sleeping." said Nori. "If they don't show up soon, we'll leave without them!" grumbled Thorin.
Lalina noticed Fili and Kili approaching the boat, and she noticed Kili limping, and his completely pale. Will Kili be okay when we go? He doesn't look well at all! Lalina thought. Fili climbed into the boat, but soon as Kili approached the boat, Thorin stopped him. "No! You're not going!" said Thorin. "What do you mean? Of course I'm going!" snapped Kili, thinking Thorin is bluffing. "Return to the Mountain when you are healed." said Thorin quietly.
Fili climbed out of the boat, glaring at his Uncle, with pleading eyes. "We've heard tales, the tales you told us of this home, and Kili and I have long waited for this day to come, you can deny us of it! We're your heirs Thorin!" said Fili, sharply. "I'm not going to risk this quest for some dwarf, not even my own kin!" grumbled Thorin. "THORIN!" shouted Lalina angrily, after hearing those words, and seeing the feelings of hurt in Thorin's eyes.
"Someday you will be King, Fili. You will understand. You belong with the Company!" said Thorin. "No," Fili said sharply, "I belong with my brother!" Thorin turned away, and climbed into the boat.