Chapter Three
Cyril sat and listened to the heated conversation between Gandalf and Thorin. And it soon abruptly ended when she saw Gandalf storming away from Thorin, angrily. That does it, if Gandalf doesn't get through with him, I will! I need the elves assistance myself, anyway! thought Cyril, as she finished her dinner, and she quickly approached Thorin. "Thorin, do you have a minute?" spoke up Cyril as she approached the dwarf leader. "Yes?" said Thorin
"We really should do what Gandalf and says and go to Rivendell, in spite of your hatred towards elves. Besides that Gandalf has plans of finding more answers about my curse from the elves, and the only one who could help me is Lord Elrond, not only that he will help with your map as well." continued Cyril. "This conversation had not pertained to you, Miss Cyril, you shouldn't have eavesdropped!" snapped Thorin. "Excuse me? It does to pertain to me, and the safety of everyone here! Can't you see this place appears that it had been raided by creatures? What will happened if we got attacked in the middle of the night?!" Cyril snapped back.
"And who have you the right to tell me how to do my job?! I am the leader here, not you, Miss Cyril!" bellowed Thorin angrily. "You stubborn, selfish, arrogant bastard! You lack of good judgment, and never understand reason! You're a despicable creature, Thorin, and I despise you!" shot back Cyril. Suddenly, Thorin angrily marched over to Cyril, as he grabbed both of her arms, rather roughly, squeezing them tightly as he can out of anger.
She could feel pain shooting up both arms. "Woman, that is not how you speak to a King! Discussion is over!" screamed Thorin. "And you are NOT my KING!" Cyril screamed back, tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she could feel Thorin's large hand striking her left cheek, as she fell over. "I said the discussion is OVER!" barked Thorin, as he stormed away from her. "I HATE YOU!" Cyril screamed back as she threw a rock at him. Cyril slowly got up and walked back over to her bed roll, tears running down her face, and in pain as well.
She prayed that none of the other dwarves noticed her in this state. Unfortunately, one of them did. "Miss Cyril?" spoke up Bofur, approaching her. "Go away, Bofur. I cannot let you see me like this. I need to be alone!" said Cyril. "Is everything alright?" asked Bofur. "No, its not." grumbled Cyril.
"I'm all ears, if you're willing to talk about it." said Bofur, gently. "I can't talk about it, Bofur okay?" said Cyril. "Okay, if you say so Miss Cyril." said Bofur softly as he walked away, but then he turned around soon as he noticed the bruises on Cyril's arms. "Cyril, if you don't mind me asking, where did you get the bruises?" asked Bofur. "I fell. I'm alright, Bofur. I just had a fall, I'll be fine, really." said Cyril, as she lied to Bofur. She didn't want to tell the dwarf Thorin had done that to her.
"Cyril, those bruises didn't appear as if you fell down!" said Bofur. Bofur was too smart to tell the difference between bruises from a fall, and someone hurting her. Cyril closed her eyes. "It's really no big deal. Thorin and I got into a bad fight, and well this happened." said Cyril. "Cyril, he hurt you!" cried out Bofur. "Bofur, he didn't mean to do it!" shot back Cyril quickly. "Miss Cyril, we all know that Thorin has a temper, and he had no right to hurt you like this. I think Oin needs to take a look at those!" said Bofur.
"No, no, no, Bofur! I said I'm fine! I can tend to them! Dragon's skin heals quick! Please, I really don't know want anyone to know about this!" pleaded Cyril. "What's going on here?" asked Balin. "Nothing, Balin." said Bofur and Cyril together.
But soon as Balin was about to speak up about Cyril's bruises, Fili and Kili came running out, informing everyone of the missing ponies and Cyril's horse, Nigel. "No, not my Nigel!" cried out Cyril. Cyril always had been very protective of her horse, because the two had a had special friendship. And when it came to her horse in harm's way, she wasn't going to have it. Cyril went to retrieve her weapons, as she was about to follow the Company to the Troll's camp site.
But it was Thorin who stopped her. "No, you will be staying here and watch the camp." Thorin ordered Cyril. "Are you effing kidding me, Thorin? My horse is about to be turned into food!" shouted Cyril. "Cyril, you are going to stay here and watch our camp, and that's an order!" snapped Thorin. "You're saying this, because you don't want me to fight is it? Oh, wait, I know-because of my gender, am I correct?!" Cyril shouted. "I have no time for this! I said you're staying put, end of discussion!" shouted Thorin, and he walked away.
"Fine! You know what? You're on your own then! I'll just go, since I'm not wanted anyway!" shouted Cyril angrily, suddenly she could feel herself transforming, as she saw her hands turning into dragon claws. No, no, no! NOT NOW! Cyril's mind reeled. It was too late, Cyril now already had transformed into a dragon.
Well, what now? Should I fly away, or go rescue the others? Gandalf has warned me not to fight like this, but what should I do? Cyril thought to herself. She knew it would anger Thorin, if she went in now to save them, and so she decided to find a nearest cave to stay in until the Company find a way of their own mess. Cyril shortly found a cave, and soon as she entered, she made a face. This place reeks of troll. And look at all this stuff! The dwarves will have a field day if they seen this! Cyril thought to herself.
Time Skip:
Bilbo's POV:
Trying to distract the Trolls, and keeping everyone in the Company calm was a very difficult task, especially trying to keep everyone from becoming troll dinner. Suddenly, one of the trolls picked up Bombur, and I spoke up quickly. "No, not that one! That one's infected!" I called out to the first troll. "What are yer trying to say, ferret?" snarled the troll. "I'm saying his tubes are infected with parasites. All of them are infected. I'm afraid, they cannot be eaten!" I continued to say nervously.
"Parasites? I don't have parasites! YOU have parasites!" I heard Kili shouting at me. Stupid dwarves, its their fault we're in this mess any way, I thought to myself. Suddenly Kili quickly turned around when Thorin kicked him. "I got parasites! Huge parasites!" Kili called out. "I got parasites as big as my arm!" chimed in Oin. "What are you taking us for, fools? Ferret?!" growled the second troll as he approached me with his knife. "Wait, wait-this is all a misunderstanding!" I pleaded, when suddenly, I heard Gandalf speaking up.
"May dawn take you all and be stone to you!" the wizard shouted, as he slammed his staff on the bridge, as daylight rose, turning all three trolls into stone. I sighed with relief, as Gandalf rescued us from being tied up.
No one's POV:
After everyone was rescued, Thorin and Gandalf walked away talking privately. "There has to be a troll cave nearby." said Thorin. "Its over there. Get the others! We'll have a look." said Gandalf. No soon as they were about to turn, Gandalf stopped Thorin. "Thorin, where is Miss Cyril?" asked Gandalf. "I don't know, as far as I'm concerned, she's no longer my problem." said Thorin, darkly. "Where is she, Thorin?!" bellowed Gandalf. "I told her to look after the campsite." said Thorin.
"Did you two have a fight?" asked the wizard, catching on the dwarf's dark mood. "Yes, we had a fight, which is none of your business Gandalf." snapped Thorin. "Thorin, I've brought her along on this quest for a reason. The least you can do is get along with her." Gandalf snapped back. Thorin sighed. Not only his friend Balin had chastised him earlier about hurting Cyril, now Gandalf had a turn lashing out on him.
Thorin felt a little guilt of grabbing her, realizing he was out of line on his part. Maybe they're all right. The fight was too pettish to even dwell on. The next time I see Miss Cyril, I will talk to her, thought Thorin. Shortly Thorin and Gandalf led the Company into the cave, when they saw Cyril snoozing on a large mound of treasure. "Miss Cyril!" exclaimed Bilbo running to her. Cyril woke up. "Bilbo, is that you?" said Cyril. "Yes, we're all here and we're safe! And why are you are dragon now? I thought you were only a dragon at night!" said Bilbo.
"I don't know, Bilbo! I really don't know." Cyril replied. "Let's search for what we need and get out of here!" said Thorin, as everyone rummaged through the treasure. I'll find something for Cyril too, to make up for my harshness towards her earlier, thought Thorin as he looked through the treasure.
Thorin found a sword for himself, as Gandalf explained the origins of the sword to him. Cyril chuckled when she saw the look on Thorin's face as Gandalf explained the sword's origins and history to him. After that, Thorin found a sword for Cyril, and he walked over to her. By the time he found her, she was back to her normal form. "I have something for you, because I know you'll need it." said Thorin. "Its beautiful, Thorin. Thank you!" said Cyril, as she took the weapon.
"Cyril, I owe you an apology. My actions towards you are wrong, and when I grabbed you, I should have never done it, and I'm asking you to forgive me of my wrong doings." said Thorin. Cyril nodded. "You have my forgiveness, Thorin. Just be glad I didn't turn into a dragon when we got into our fight." said Cyril, grinning. "I know, that's what I was worried about." said Thorin. "So, it's a truce, right?" said Cyril. Thorin laughed. "A truce!" said Thorin, as the two shook hands.
"Oh come on! Kiss and make up! Its better than shaking hands!" called out Kili. "Will you excuse me for just a minute, Thorin?" said Cyril. "Of course." said Thorin. Cyril walked over to Kili. "You're not thinking that Thorin and I are an item, are you?" hissed Cyril. "Who me? Of course not! It will be nice though, if you two became an item." said the dwarf prince with a grin.
"We're only friends, Kili, and it's going to remain that way!" said Cyril, and she walked away. Cyril also noticed Bilbo too had a sword as well, just his size too. "Check out my weapon, Miss Cyril!" said Bilbo. "Oh, its beautiful. And fits you well!" said Cyril. "Thank you. The problem is I don't know how to use it, or even fight with it." said the hobbit. "I promise once we get into a safe place, I can train you." said Cyril.
"You really mean it?" said Bilbo. "That's a promise!" said Cyril. Bilbo smiled, as he took my hand. "Thanks." said Bilbo. "Anytime!" said Cyril. "Lets get the hell out of this stink hole!" exclaimed Nori. And so Thorin led the company out of the Troll's lair, and headed back to their camp. "Tomorrow morning, we will make for Rivendell!" Gandalf announced. "Look, I told you we're not going to set foot near that place!" snapped Thorin. "Thorin, we have to okay! Not only he will be great assistance to you, but to Miss Cyril as well. Miss Cyril needs her answers as well about her curse. You have to trust me on this!" shot back Gandalf.
Thorin felt tired of arguing with the wizard about the topic, and finally gave in. "Fine, we'll go." grumbled the dwarf. Cyril grinned, and she looked at Gandalf and winked. Gandalf chuckled.
"You always find a way of winning an argument, Gandalf! That's what I always liked about you!" said Cyril. The next morning, the Company set out to Rivendell, entering the forest area. The Company had ridden for hours, when they came to a ford. Gandalf instructed everyone to go in pairs, and walk the ponies across, and he asked Fili and Kili to go first. As Fili and Kili went first, Kili stumbled and tripped, falling into the deep end of the ford. Cyril gasped, as a flash back came to her, when she saw Kili falling into the ford:
Flashback:
Lady Dis ran into the forge, her face pale. "Brother, its Kili! He fell into a river, someone needs to go help him!" panted the dwarf Princess. "Lets go!" said Thorin quickly. "Here, let me help! I'm an excellent swimmer!" spoke up Cyril. "No, I'm not allowing a half breed saving my son!" said Lady Dis, darkly. "Sister, please allow Cyril to help him. Trust her, she can save Kili." said Thorin. Dis nodded. And Cyril followed the Dwarf Princess and Prince to the river, where they could see Kili struggling to stay above water. Cyril dove in, and swam to the young dwarfling , instructing him to climb her back. Kili nodded as he done so, and she swam back to shore, placing Kili gently on the ground.
Lady Dis looked over Kili, tending to him gently, when she noticed some bruises on the dwarfling's arms. Suddenly the Dwarf Princess looked up and glared angrily at Cyril. "How could you! How dare you hurt my son, you half breed?!" bellowed Dis, angrily as she was about to charge at Cyril. "But I didn't hurt him! All I done was save your son from drowning!" pleaded Cyril. "Don't you give me that, woman! You hurt him! He's got the bruises to prove it!" shrieked Dis.
Thorin turned to Cyril. "Please this isn't true, Cyril!" said Thorin. "Its not true, I didn't hurt him, I swear!" cried out Cyril.
End of Flashback.
Seeing this brought back horrible memories, and she debated on whether to go or not worried the same thing would happen again. But she couldn't stand seeing the young dwarf like this, and she dove in anyway, and swam to him. "Take my hand, Kee!" called out Cyril. Kili took her hand, as he climbed on her back and they swam to shore. Kili then closed his eyes as his breathing had slacken. "No, Kili! No, no! Don't!" hissed Cyril, as she breathed into him. "For Durin's sake, woman! What are you doing?" shouted Gloin. "What does it look like I'm doing, Gloin? I'm saving his life!" Cyril shouted back angrily.