Chapter Twenty-One
Meanwhile, Dis was still comforting Bernadette. "I'm moving back to the Shire, Dis. I don't know much more of this I can take." sobbed Bernadette. "Bernadette, we don't want to see you go! I've been waiting for this day to see my brother marry for the longest time! I understand your nerves are shot. I was the same way on my wedding day, Bernadette. And as for that little stunt that you observed of Thorin, I will deal with him personally. In the meantime, we need to join the others for supper." said Dis. "I'm not really all that hungry right now, Dis. I'm just going to sit here and be alone a while. You can go on ahead, and eat." said Bernadette.
"Bernadette, you really need to eat." said Dis. "I'll be down later to eat. I know where the kitchens are." said Bernadette. Dis nodded. "Well, we'll talk more later!" said Dis, smiling, and she hugged Bernadette. Afterwards, she left the bedchamber, joining the others in the dining hall. By the time she entered the dining hall, she noticed Thorin had already arrived, now talking to Balin and Dwalin. "Thorin, come here!" boomed Dis, darkly, glaring at her brother. "Uh oh! I don't like the sound of that 'come here'! I can tell by that voice, mum is angry!" said Fili.
"Yes, she always said to that to me when I'm in trouble!" smirked Kili. "Someone's in trouble!" sang Fili. Thorin gave Fili and Kili a quick glare, and he walked over to Dis. To everyone's surprise, Dis held back her hand, punching her brother in the cheek, very hard. "OW! Dis! What in the hell was that for?!" cried out Thorin, holding on to his cheek. "You insignificant little bastard! How dare you do this to Bernadette?!" yelled Dis. "Wow, word went around fast." grumbled Thorin.
"Tell me why you done it, Thorin?" roared Dis, placing her hands on her hips, tapping her foot impatiently. "Dis, has the name Tihelle Fire forge ring a bell to you?" asked Dwalin. "That conniving little witch who calls herself a dwarf?!" asked Dis hotly. "Yes. It was her whom Thorin was kissing at the pub." said Balin. "Thorin Oakenshield, you know damn well how I despised that woman and her family! Yes, she maybe your old flame, but that little floosey walked out on your life during Smaug 's first attack! She left you for another dwarf! How can you go back to someone who's trashy?!" lectured Dis.
"It brought back memories, Dis, and she can't help it that she's beautiful!" said Thorin.
"She is most certainly NOT beautiful! At least not at heart! There is someone here who really loves you, and who is beautiful and kind at heart, who loves you unconditionally! And you just had to go and ruin it!" barked Dis. "Dis.." protested Thorin. "Don't you 'Dis' me, Thorin! You really have some making up to do with her! We cannot cancel this wedding, Thorin! Do you even really love her at all?" asked Dis. "How come everybody keeps asking me this? Of course I love her!" barked Thorin, hotly. "Then, start showing it you ass hat!" shouted Dis. "I need to step outside for a while." said Thorin, and he walked out of the dining hall.
Dis let out a loud yell in frustration, and she sat down at the table placing her head in her hands. "He better not be going to that damn pub!" said Dis, quietly. "He's not, he's going to the balcony!" said Ori, as he now entered the dining room. To everyone's surprise, Bernadette entered the dining hall. "I'm only coming here to get my dinner. I'm going to eat it outside on the balcony." said Bernadette. Dwalin and Balin looked at each other and smiled. They knew that Thorin is now outside on the balcony. And they didn't see anything. After grabbing her plate and drink, she looked at everyone and smiled. "Well, I'll talk to all of you later!" said Bernadette.
"You too, Bernadette!" they all said together. Bernadette walked out to the balcony. To her surprise and shock, she saw Thorin standing out there, looking out to the scenery. "Oh, I didn't know this was already occupied. I'll go back inside." said Bernadette, darkly. But as she was about to turn to go back inside, she felt Thorin's large hand on her shoulder, stopping her from going inside. "Bernadette, please stay. I have to talk to you." said Thorin softly. "I know what you're going to talk about. You're going to leave me for that blonde headed, she dwarf!" said Bernadette hotly.
"Bernadette, that is not true. That's not what I was going to talk to you about! And about that, that really never meant to have happened. I never really loved her anyway." said Thorin. "Then why did you do it, Thorin? Why did you kiss her?!" shouted Bernadette. "She was an old flame from my past, Bernadette. I tried pushing her away from me, but she wouldn't do it, and both us was already feeling effects of the alcohol.. Bernadette, you got to believe me, this really never to have happened." said Thorin, his voice filled with emotion. "I'm not sure if I believe you anymore. I just lost my appetite." said Bernadette, slamming her plate on the ground, and she stormed back inside the palace, making her way to the bed quarters.
"Damn it!" snapped Thorin. Then he realized there was only one thing left to do, and he decided to work on it right away. He made his way into the Great Hall. Thorin looked at his harp. He spent the remainder of the night in the Great Hall, playing on his harp, finding a special song to sing for Bernadette, to win her back. Meanwhile, up in the bedchamber, Bernadette couldn't hardly sleep, and her stomach began to growl. Maybe she better go to the kitchens and grab her something to eat.
Bernadette leaves her bed quarters, as she walked passed the Great Hall, she could hear harp music coming from it, and a sad, lone baritone voice singing with the music. The music, and singing sounded so sad, she decided to peek through the large double doors. And there in front of her, sat Thorin, holding his harp between his legs, placing a beautiful song. She could hear the words. The song was about her. He sang of his love for her, he sang that if he had lost her, he would be lost, wishing she would accept his forgiveness for his wrongs. Bernadette's heart pounded. She could see in his eyes, that he really truly loved her.
She looked at Thorin's facial features, as a single tear slid down Thorin's left cheek, and she noticed his other cheek bruised from the impact of his sister's punch.
Bernadette slowly entered the Great Hall, approaching closer to where Thorin is sitting. Bernadette could feel her own tears swelling up in her eyes, as she stood and listened to Thorin's song of her. Thorin's fingers quickly halted on the strings, when Thorin saw Bernadette standing, and looking at him, and the music stopped. "Bernadette." said Thorin softly, looking up at her. Bernadette approached Thorin, sitting down on his lap. "I forgive you!" whispered Bernadette, leaning back into his arms, planting a long kiss on Thorin's lips. Thorin pushed the harp away, wrapping his arms around the hobbit, returning a longer kiss in favor.
When the kiss broke, Bernadette laid her head upon Thorin's chest. "You know, I never meant to hurt you, azuygal!" whispered Thorin, brushing his finger on Bernadette's nose. "I know that, Thorin!" said Bernadette. "So does this mean the wedding is still on?" asked Thorin. "If you agree to pay a little more attention to me, Thorin." said Bernadette, with a smirk. "I promise, I will Bernadette." said Thorin. "Why is there a bruise on your right cheek?" asked Bernadette. Thorin laughed. "My sister punched me earlier tonight." said Thorin. "Well, to be honest, you deserved that punch from her." grinned Bernadette. "I know Bernie. I had it coming." said Thorin.
"Lets just sit here, so I can hold you for a while. At least I owe you this much, although I'm really not supposed to be around you right now." said Thorin. "I know. In fact, another day or so, the big day!" grinned Bernadette. "I can't wait." said Thorin. "Me neither." said Bernadette, caressing Thorin's left chest. As Thorin continued to hold Bernadette for a while longer, he hummed softly to himself. After holding each other for awhile, Thorin looked at Bernadette. "Should we go and join the others?" asked Thorin. "Yes, we can. I can imagine, they're still awake, and still in the dining hall." said Bernadette.
Thorin nodded, and the two leave the Great Hall, making their way into the dining hall. Luckily, everyone was still in there, chatting. As Thorin and Bernadette entered, everyone looked at them and smiled as the couple entered the dining hall, hand in hand and smiling. "Yes! They made up!" cheered Kili. "Hurray for Uncle Thorin and Bernadette! They are back together!" piped in Fili. "Do you feel a happy song coming on? We got a song for the two of you, if you're interested!" grinned Kili, picking up his fiddle. Bernadette laughed. "I love to hear your song about us." chuckled Bernadette.
Fili and Kili stood up, with fiddles in hand, and they begin their song about their Uncle and Bernadette. Thorin laughed as he listened to his nephews play and sing. "If I'd known this, I would've brought my harp in with me!" smirked Thorin. "Here, take this guitar!" called out Bofur, tossing the guitar to Thorin. "Bofur, I knew very little of the guitar!" said Thorin. "Thorin, I seen you play the guitar once, remember when Frerin taught you!" said Dis. "Oh, alright." said Thorin, taking the instrument, and he began to play along with Fili and Kili.
Bernadette and the others clapped along to Fili and Kili's happy tune, pretty soon, she started to dance about the room, swirling her skirts. Thorin laughed, watching Bernadette dance about the room. When the song ended, everyone clapped and laughed together. "Wow, that is a good song you two! Very creative!" grinned Thorin. "Consider that part one of your wedding present!" smiled Kili. Later, after the others went to bed, Thorin turned to Bernadette. "And I see you tomorrow morning, in the Throne Room!" grinned Thorin. "I'll be there! I'll be the one wearing white, and my hair full of braids!" grinned Bernadette. Thorin kissed her cheek, and he went to his own temporary room.