Chapter Thirteen
Bilbo ran over to Cyril. Cyril looked at the hobbit. "Bilbo, I have a favor to ask you. Remove the arrows." Cyril said weakly. "But why? Cyril.." said Bilbo. "Please, Bilbo, just remove the arrows! I will be fine!" said Cyril. Bilbo nodded as he removed all three arrows from Cyril's right side. Suddenly, to Bilbo's surprise, the wounds from the arrows cleared up. "How did you do that?!" exclaimed Bilbo. "Its part of my magic, Bilbo!" Cyril replied, as she slowly stood up.
Then Cyril flown away. Bilbo shook his head at her, and he walked away. Cyril flew around for some time to find where Azog, Thorin and the others are fighting. Shortly, she came near a frozen lake, where she could see Thorin, Fili, Kili, fighting against Azog on an ice slab. She kept flying over them, until she saw that Bolg had struck Thorin, as Fili and Kili intervened, as they fought against the large orc. Cyril quickly flew over to Bolg, just as he was about to thrust his sword into Kili, first. Its dinner time, Cyril thought as she took her claws and she picked up Bolg, as the orc yelled.
Suddenly, Cyril took her mouth, clamming it into Bolg, and then she swung him, throwing him into the frozen lake. Fili and Kili looked up in surprise, as she done that, while Azog and Thorin were still fighting. Cyril flew near the young dwarves. "Fili! Kili! Climb my back, quick!" Cyril called out to them. The young dwarves nodded, as they climbed Cyril's back.
"What next?" asked Fili. "Watch this!" said Cyril. "Uncle, you better move! She's going to explode!" Kili called out to Thorin. But instead of breathing fire, Cyril charged at Azog, knocking the Pale Orc down, as Thorin took Orcrist, and swung it to the Orc's neck, beheading him. Fili and Kili cheered. Thorin bent down and he picked up the head of Azog, and he grinned. Cyril flew down, as she instructed Thorin to climb her back. Thorin nodded, as she climbed, and she flew away, taking them to the encampment.
Once they landed, Gandalf ran towards them, followed by Bilbo and the Dwarves. Even Dain came running, but he looked at Cyril with freight, as he brandished his axe at her. "Dain, no! She's a friend! She saved us!" called out Thorin. Dain looked at Cyril in surprise, as Cyril nodded and smiled at the ginger haired dwarf lord.
"This is Cyril, cousin Dain. She helped me battling Azog." said Thorin. "Thorin killed him of course, but I helped in, knocking the filth to the ground." said Cyril. Thorin held up the head of Azog. Dain laughed as patted Thorin on the back. "The Celebration can wait, Dain. There are some things I need to take care of first." said Thorin. Dain nodded. "Cyril, is there by any chance you can turn yourself back?" asked Thorin. "Yes." said Cyril.
Cyril indeed turned herself back in her normal form, and after that, Gandalf spoken to her in private, praising her for her deeds. "How are you feeling, Cyril? No injuries?" asked Gandalf. Cyril smiled. "None whatsoever!" Cyril replied. Meanwhile, Thorin approaches Bilbo. "Mister Baggins!" Thorin called out to the hobbit, whom was speaking with Fili and Kili. Bilbo turned, and he saw Thorin approaching him. "First, I must apologize for the way I treated you at the Front Gate." began Thorin.
"Thorin, there is no need for you to apologize. You were not yourself. I understand. That was the main reason why Cy and I had done what we had done." said Bilbo. "I know, and I was too blind to see it." said Thorin softly. And the two stood in silence for a brief moment.
"You will get your share as promised, Bilbo, as well as Cyril." said Thorin, looking at Cyril. "Actually, she'll probably get a little more than just that!" joked the hobbit. "Yes, I have bigger plans for Cyril. And I will make that special announcement later." said Thorin. Fili and Kili overheard their conversation, and they approached their Uncle. "You're going to ask her, are you?" asked Kili. "Yes, Kili. I'm going to ask her, if you must know!" said Thorin, turning to his nephew and smiled.
Then Thorin spoke up again. "And how about you and your elf friend?" teased Thorin. Kili's eyes widened. "How did you know?" asked Kili. "I slipped and told him, Kee." said Fili, sheepishly. As the evening came, Everyone gathered around the campfire in the encampment. Thorin, Dain, Balin, and Dwalin had been talking with Bard and Thranduil, first discussing a peace treaty. "Alright, I have to say this. Cyril had given you your necklace, which I known already. And actually I'm glad she did." said Thorin.
Thranduil looked at Thorin with a puzzled look. "The reason why I say this, because it's the only memento you have of your late wife. I have many in my home of my family. You deserved this, Thranduil." said Thorin. Thranduil nodded.
"And I see Cyril's plans have worked!" said Bard. Thorin nodded. "I am grateful to have her. Without her, I wouldn't be standing here discussing this peace treaty right now." said Thorin. "She's quite extraordinary, Thorin. She'll make a great queen." said Thranduil. "You better ask her!" they could hear Dain call out. Everyone laughed. After their meeting, Thorin walked over to Cyril, whom was sitting and chatting merrily with Balin, Dwalin, Dain, Fili and Kili.
"Dain was telling me some funny stories about you, Thorin!" spoke up Cyril as she saw Thorin approaching them. "And what has he tell you?" said Thorin, giving his cousin a playful glare. "Oh, lets just say I know where Kili gets his famous pranks from." said Cyril, grinning. "Of course, he learned them from me!" said Thorin. Cyril chuckled. "Can we talk alone?" asked Thorin. "Of course." said Cyril, as the two walked away. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Dain called out. "Ha, ha, very funny, Dain!" Cyril called back.
That night, Thorin announced to everyone gathered of his hand in marriage to Cyril, as Cyril accepted Thorin's offer, and many congratulations came from the dwarves, elves and men alike. Cyril however reminded Thorin to put the wedding plans aside until Erebor is fully rebuilt and restored again, and Thorin nodded in agreement.
One year later..
It had been a year since the battle, and Erebor now almost finished of its restoration, as well as Dale. That same day, Thorin received word that Dis and the dwarves from Ered Luin will arrive in two days, which made Cyril feel very nervous, especially remembering her final encounter with the dwarf princess that didn't end well at all. "You let me deal with my sister. I will tell her everything. She will not give you any more trouble, I assure you." said Thorin. Cyril nodded in agreement.
Those two days passed quickly, and it was announced Lady Dis and the Dwarves arrived, and rooms were set up for the Dwarves, as Thorin led his sister to her old room as well. At the same time, Thorin had to think of how to Cyril and Dis interact without any conflict that will bound to happen. Finally he decided he would speak to Lady Dis first about Cyril. Thorin enters his sister's chambers, as he saw her unpacking her belongings.
"Oh, Thorin, I didn't hear you come in!" said Dis, turning her to her brother. "I came here to talk to you about something important Dis." began Thorin. "Oh, what is it?" said Lady Dis. "As you probably already heard among the gossip of other dwarves, that I will be set to get married." said Thorin. Dis's eyes widened in delight.
"Oh, that's wonderful news, Thorin! And whom is the lucky Dwarrow?" asked Dis. "About that, Dis, she's not a Dwarrow. She's half dwarf/hobbit. It's Cyril Firesilver. We wouldn't be standing here today if it weren't for Cyril." said Thorin. Dis's eyes clouded in anger, as she remembered her last encounter with Cyril, which was years back. "Dis, I swear if you get angry, I will send you back to Ered Luin!" snapped Thorin, as he noticed the anger in his sister's eyes.
"Thorin, you were raised better than this! You know what that means if you marry someone half bred?!" snapped Dis. "Why does it matter if she is or not, Dis? I LOVE HER! She had been my One, from the beginning!" shot back Thorin. "I'm not going to have this, Thorin! I'm not going to have you marry the first woman you meet! You should marry someone of noble blood, of full dwarf blood! I can help you find someone!" said Dis, sharply. "TO HELL YOU'RE NOT!" barked Thorin.
Dis quickly backed away at Thorin's loud voice. "I still won't let you marry her, Thorin. I won't have it." hissed Dis. "I cannot believe I'm hearing this! I don't need your blessing to marry Cyril! You don't understand, Dis, she saved my life, she saved your son's lives! We wouldn't be here right now, if she didn't came and helped us when she did!" said Thorin, his voice softened.
Dis stood and froze, when her son's name is mentioned. "Did you just say, she saved Fili and Kili?" asked Dis, quietly. "Yes, Dis. She kept her promise to all of us, she would save of us from our fates, and she did, almost risking her own life to do so." said Thorin, gently. And there was a brief silence between the two. Then it was Thorin who spoke up again. "Before you pass any more judgment towards her! Please give her a chance, talk to her. She would like to get to know you too! Cyril told me that herself!" said Thorin.
"I feel so guilty for judging her. She didn't have to, but she did. I don't know what to say." gasped Dis. "I will go and get Miss Cyril, and the two of you can talk together. It means more to me more than anything if you two become good friends, that's all I'm asking!" said Thorin. And Thorin left the chamber, leaving his sister in her thoughts. Thorin shortly arrived to his and Cyril's chambers, as he found Cyril sitting on a lounge chair, reading. "Cyril, My sister wishes to speak to you!" said Thorin, smiling at her.
"I really don't know, Thorin. She didn't like me back in Ered Luin, and I'm sure she doesn't like me now." said Cyril. "Cyril, I have spoken to her, and she has felt regret for the words she said to you years ago. Come, it wouldn't hurt if the two of you talk." said Thorin, gently.
Cyril stood up. "Alright, I'll do this." said Cyril, as she followed Thorin out of their chambers. They soon entered the Dwarf Princess's chambers, as Cyril slowly approached Dis. "My lady, you wish to speak to me?" said Cyril. "Yes, Miss Firesilver-my brother has told me of your incredible deeds during the battle. Not only you helped my brother kill Azog, but you saved my sons too as well. Is this true?" said Dis. "Yes. Its true. They deserve to live, my lady, to see their home." said Cyril.
Suddenly, to Cyril's surprise, Dis embraced her, hugging her tightly. "Words cannot express how grateful I am! Thank you! Thank you for bringing my sons and brother home safely!" Dis whispered. "You're welcome!" said Cyril, as their embrace broke. "And I must apologize for the way I treated you years ago. I wrongly misjudged you, and I should have never said those words." said Dis. "That's okay, I was rather used to it, since I dealt with that sort of thing most of my life." said Cyril. "Now, lets bygones be bygones, shall we? We have a wedding to plan!" said Dis, grinning. Cyril smiled back as they could hear a soft chuckle from Thorin behind them.
And it so the past few weeks everyone had been busy planning the wedding, and Dis and Cyril worked endlessly on the wedding gown. The two of them became fo the best of friends now.
And it seemed the two became inseperatable, much to the amusement of Thorin, Fili and Kili. Thorin also decided to hold a feast on a weekend, welcoming home the final caravan of dwarves from Ered Luin. Dis already had purchased both herself and Cyril gowns for the evening. That same afternoon, as Cyril worked on the finishing touches of her hair, Thorin approached her.
"You look nervous." said Thorin. "Just a little. I don't know how the dwarves are going to react to the news of our marriage." said Cyril. "There is nothing for you to worry about, Cy. Everything is going to be just fine." said Thorin gently, as he placed his hand on his future bride's shoulders.