'There is still so much to do. The dress, the bridesmaids, the food, the location...' Dis was almost more excited about the wedding than Oda. She was so happy for her brother and she adored her future sister in law.

'Fili and Kili will be Thorins best dwarves. I wanted to ask Frigg if she could be my bridesmaid and I actually wanted to ask you, too.' Oda glanced at Thorins sister who mentally did a little happy dance.

'Of course I will!' Dis hugged Oda tightly. 'What about Ours children? Will they be involved?'

'Of course.' Oda rolled her eyes in amusement. She originally wanted to have two children throwing flower petals, now she had twelve. None of Ours children wanted to be left out. She just hoped that they would behave, this was a royal wedding after all. Oda took a deep breath. She had gotten used to be the queen of her people, but becoming the queen of the Blue Mountains, of dwarves and men, was very much to handle. She was nervous and had to supress a shudder.

'Getting cold feet?' Dis grinned at her.

'No.' Oda smiled. 'I love Thorin and I want to marry him. But I am not sure wether he made the right choice with me as his queen.'

'I trust he knows what he is doing.' Dis smirked. 'And our people have accepted you, which is pretty uncommon for dwarves to accept a leader from a foreign race.'

'I still do not understand what I did to gain the trust of the dwarves. Don´t get me wrong! I am happy that I did. I just don´t know how.' Oda was confused.

'You and your sister opened your home to us when we had nowhere to go. Even when my grandfather took the mountain by force you did not turn against us, you fought for a peaceful life for all of the men and dwarves living in the Blue Mountains. Dwarves may be stubborn and proud, but we hold honor and loyalty as high virtues. Both you have shown and therefore the dwarves of Erebor will gladly accept you as their queen.' Dis explained to Oda.

The young princess smiled thankfully and felt relieved. She decided to visit Thorin in the mountain. Oda would miss the cozyness of Dis home, but she looked forward to wake up in Thorins arms every day. As she knocked on the heavy door of Thorins chambers she heard a quiet "come in" and peeked through the door.

'You do not need to knock, sunlight.' Thorin smiled warmly at her.

'Give me some time to get used to it.' Oda smiled as she walked towards Thorin who was sitting in front of the mirror in the bathroom, apparently shaving. She suddenly realised that one braid was missing, the single one from his beard. Thorin had cropped his beard short, which suited him.

'What did you do to your beard?' Oda asked smiling.

'I do not need this bead anymore, its for somebody else now.' Thorin smirked and walked over to his bed, gesturing Oda to sit down next to him. As Oda sat down next to him he reached for a streak of her hair and gently braided the bead into it. 'There. Now you are mine.' he grinned.

'I have been yours already.' Oda smirked at him.

'Now everyone will see.' Thorin leaned over to kiss his wife to be.

'I love it when you are posessive.' Oda grinned and moved her fingers over Thorins shorter beard before their lips met in a hot kiss.

'I cherish and protect what is mine.' Thorin mumbled and send shivers down Odas spine. She chuckled into the kiss as Thorin pressed her down onto the mattress.

'Thorin, not now...' she did not manage to protest any further, for Thorin started nibbling down her neck and Odas resistance just went numb. When Thorins hands moved over her side and down to lift her dress they were disturbed by a knock on the door. Thorin irritated groan made Oda laugh quietly. She stood up swiftly and trimmed her hair and dress. As she looked at Thorin she saw him smirk.

'You get the door, I need a while.' he told her, grinning.

At first Oda did not understand, but as she did she walked towards the door with a slight blush on her cheeks. Thankfully it was Dwalin and none of the other council dwarves.

'Master Dwalin, at your service. May I help you?' Oda still mixed up the dwarvish and human greeting set phrases.

'Oda.' Dwalin grinned at his future queen. 'Is Thorin there?'

'Well...' Oda peeked back and saw Thorin sit uncomfortably on the edge of his bed. 'He is actually, but...' at Thorins nod she let the friends king enter.

'Am I interrupting?' Dwalin asked innocently and flashed a grin at Thorin.

'Yes.' Thorin grumbled, earning a quiet gasp from Oda.

Dwalin only grinned and spoke to Thorin in Khuzdul.

'Whats the Arkenstone?' thank Kilis lessons Oda understood what the captain of the guard was talking about.

Both dwarves looked at her in surprise and in Thorins eyes Oda could even see a sparkle of irritation.

'Thank you, Dwalin. I'll see to it.' Thorin grumbled and Dwalin left with a worried expression.

'Thorin, whats wrong?' Oda was also worried now.

'When did you plan to tell me that you understand our language?' Thorin asked her irritated.

'I told you that Kili told me Khuzdul, Thorin. Why are you angry at me for wanting to learn my future husbands language?' Oda asked him softly. 'Do you have secrets?'

Thorin sighed. He loved Oda dearly, but he was not ready to tell her everything. His dwarvish pride and his stubborness made him close parts of his heart and soul towards his love.

'Nothings wrong, sunlight.' Thorin smiled warmly at her. 'I was just surprised, thats all.'

Oda realised that he did not plan to tell her what troubled him, but she did not pressure him. They would be married soon and then they had more than enough time to get to lear more about each other.

The wedding day was the most wonderful day in Odas life and she could tell that Thorin was happy, too. As she walked towards the altar where Balin was waiting to wed her and Thorin she could see tears gleaming in Thorins eyes and felt the warmth and love his eyes radiated towards her. As their kiss sealed their marriage Oda could not help a few tears falling down her face, tears of happiness. The dwarves and men present at the wedding would tell stories about the magic between the dwarf king and the Dunedain princess. Decades later, this magic, the love between Thorin and Oda would be put to a test.

But that night was only theirs. Thorin and Oda danced all night, to Odas surprise Thorin was a great dancer, he could lead and she felt like being swept over the floor in a dream. As they left the party under the cheers of the wedding party Thorin lifted Oda up into his arms and nearly kicked in the door of their new royal chambers. Thorin had chosen new chambers with a balcony in favor of Oda who needed fresh air and daylight. As he carried her to their bed Thorin felt like the happiest dwarf in Middle Earth. Oda shrieked happily as Thorin catapulted her onto the bed and leaped right after her, trapping her between te mattress and his body. The dwarf king lost no time and peeled his wife out of her beautiful wedding dress. The heavy fabric fell to the ground and was followed shortly by his tunic, boots and his pants. Oda pulled him close and kissed him passionately, while Thorins hands explored her body. As Thorin entered her warmth Oda arched her back and bit her lip to choke her moanes. As Thorins lips trailed wet kisses down her neck she felt like flying and enjoyed his strong arms wrapped around her as he pumped into her passionately. Oda nails and teeth dug into Thorins skin as she reachd her climax and made him groan in delight as he reached his own climax right after her. They held each other close that nigt and did not part for one second, enjoying the touch of each others skin on the other ones body. That night was theirs.

30 years later

Thorin squirmed from one side to the other in his huge bed. He was captured in a dream which haunted him for years now. A dream about the lost heirlom of his family, the Arkenstone. He saw the heart of the mountain gleaming above his grandfathers throne, then falling into waves of gold bellow Smaugs filthy body and then he only saw blackness and could hear a heartbeat. Suddenly Thorin saw pictures that haunted him even more than the memory of the lost Arkenstone. He could see a pregnant Oda, arching her back in pain in their bed in the Blue Mountains, then he saw her lay in the huge bed, her face pale and her eyes closed. The next vision showed him Erebor, with its white mountain top. He was standing on the look out where he had spent many many moments as the mountains was still theirs. As he looked down he saw Oda fall, her hands reaching out for him and her eyes full of horror. He awoke in their bed in the Blue Mountains, he was sweaty and felt trapped in his dream. As small hands touched his broad shoulders he jumped.

'Thorin, it was just a bad dream.' Oda looked at her husband in worry. For years he had bad dreams and she felt how he drifted away from her with evey dream. 'Was it about the Arkenstone again?'

In the past three decades of their marriage Thorin had told her about the lost heirlome of his line, the Arkenstone. He had told her how it was found during the reign of his grandfather and how it was the sign of his rightful rule over Erebor. With the loss of the stone the rule of the line of Durin was also questionned. As Erebor fell, nobody helped the dwarves who had lost everything. The elves had turned their backs on their former allies. As Oda had asked Thorin why the elves had not helped, Thorin had frowned and his eyes had turned bitter. Thranduils elves had accused the dwarves under Thrors rule to have stolen from them. A silver and mithril necklace and two bracelets were the cause of the rift between the dwarves of Erebor and the elves of Mirkwood. King Thranduil had recognised the jewels in the hands of the dwarves as he had come to Erebor to pay them his respects. Thror on the other hand had told the elven king that these precious jewelry had been forged by his dwarves in his mountain.

How can such a small thing cause such a rift between two races? Oda had asked her husband as he had placed exact this necklace and the two bracelets on her at their ten years anniversary. Thorin had only watched her sadly and had shrugged his shoulders. He had never understood why his grandfather and Thranduil had broken over such a small thing. Thorin had watched how the jewels caressed his wifes body and felt his heavy possession for both the riches and his wife take over control over his body. After a passionate night they had produced an heir, an heir which had almost cost Thorin his wife. The male dwarfling was born dead and Oda had nearly died. The healers had tried to reassure them that it was difficult for a dwarf and a human to become a child, but none of them could ease the pain of loss in the royal couples hearts. They had tried for another dwarfling, but until today they had not been successful.

Oda felt that her husband was becoming restless and unhappy. The queen of the Blue Mountains knew what troubled him. The dwarves of Erebor had never accepted the loss of their mountain and the more time past the more eager they had become. The dragon Smaug had not been seen in sixty years, he was probably dead. Thorin and some of his warriors planned to reclaim their home and their riches before someone else could. It was a dangerous plan, but thirty years after the marriage of Thorin and Oda their love was tested with the quest for Erebor.