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I awake in the morning and get up quickly. The suspense of what Thorin has for me is too much. I wash myself and throw on a dress that is on the simpler side but also much easier to get on. I don't need help with it, in other words.

I throw my hair up in a leather strap and then make my way to breakfast.

I enter the dining hall and see Thorin is there. I smile at him and everyone else at the table who looks to me as I take my seat.

"Good morning, Alvina. You look extraordinarily happy today. Something I should know about?" Father asks me with a twinkle in his eye. I shake my head.

"Nothing at all." I lie with a big smile on my face. He leaves me alone and we eat in relative silence.


After the morning meal I play coy. Thorin said he would find me so I will make him do just that. I leave the dining hall right after finishing my meal and head off into the mountain.

I walk up and down and through the halls of the mountain and end up going to the library they have. It is huge and the walls and shelves are lined with books in different languages, most being the dwarven language Khuzdul.

There were quite a few books in common tongue as well so I did have options.

I end up picking a history book and find an empty plush chair and open it up. I don't know how much time passes but it must be a considerable amount because I am interrupted near a third of the way into the rather large book.

But it is fine with me as the one who interrupted is none other than Thorin. I close the book but make sure to bookmark it with the built in cloth mark. Just in case I come back to read it more.

I set the book down on the table beside my chair as Thorin approaches me.

"Did you avoid me on purpose?" He asks me as he takes the seat opposite me.

"Whatever do you mean?" I tease and we both crack smiles.

"Well then perhaps you do not wish to see what it is that I have for you." He says and mocks getting up to leave.

"No, wait!" I cry out and he smirks and sits back down. I chuckle at his ploy that worked.

"Well then let me show you." He says as he stands and comes before me. He reaches into a pocket of his and pulls out the hair pin from Dale.

My eyes widen and my mouth slackens. I look from the pin in his hand to his eyes.

"Thorin?" I ask not sure what to make of this.

"May I?" He asks instead and motions to my hair. I nod and he feel him put it near the top and slightly to the side where the strap holding my bun is.

"Perfect." He says but he is looking at me not the pin. I feel the blush creeping up my body and onto my face.

"I can't accept this. It is too much." I finally manage to say and go to take the pin from my hair but Thorin's hand stops mine. He holds it and brings it away from my hair but then doesn't let it go; instead, continues to hold my hand. He rubs small circles on my palm with his thumb.

What is happening?!

"For you I would buy a thousand of them." He speaks and his voice has dropped an octave. It hits me in my gut and it makes it feel as if butterflies are flying in there.

We stay there for a solid minute. Nobody speaks. Nobody moves. Our eyes never leaving each others.

"Son? Thorin?" I go to separate from Thorin but he keeps his grip on my hand and rubs circles again. It calms me yet gets my mind whirling at the same time.

And then Thrain spots us. He walks over and I notice his eyes move to our joined hands before going back to Thorin's face.

"Thorin, I have been looking for you. Come. The king requests our presence." He finishes. His eyes go back to our hands once more before he turns and leaves us in the library alone once more.

"Why did you do that?" I ask as I squeeze his hand with mine to get my point across. His eyes meet mine again.

"…it felt right." He finally says. He then brings the hand he is holding and brings it to his lips. He places a gentle kiss on the knuckles before releasing it. He gives a bow and wishing me a good morning before walking out of the library.

When the door closes I bring my hand to the hair pin. I feel the gems under my fingers. And then I bring my hand to my face. I just look at it as if I could see a mark of his kiss. I sigh and realize something that would probably be forbidden is happening.

Do I tell father so we leave? Or would he encourage this? I do not want to be married yet. And to a dwarf I have hardly known for more than a week. And most of that time being from when I was younger. I have only spent a few days with him now.

Perhaps he is just lonely and thinks… oh what could he be thinking?

I am so confused. I shake my head to clear my thoughts but it does not help. I stand and decide to go to my room instead. Perhaps a long bath would help me think.


I sit in the bath that was drawn for me and just relax. My mind goes blank as I melt into the warm water.

And then I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in." I call out knowing it is my handmaiden.

I hear the door open and close and the footsteps as they come towards the bathing room.

"Did you happen to find the oils I wan…" I shut my mouth and just stare as I notice it is not my handmaiden in the doorway.

Thorin stares, jaws slack as he takes in my wet form.

I bring my arms up to cover my breasts and my knees up to cover everything else. The water sloshes over the edge of the tub at my sudden movements.

"Thorin!" I squeal in shock and this seems to break the trance he was in. His face goes red and he all but sprints from the doorway. I hear the door to my room open and close loudly. I hear no steps. It is just me now.

I must resemble dragons fire with how red I am.

I take this as my cue to get out and get dressed again.

He saw me nude! I could cry from embarrassment but I am not the crying type. Instead, I am rough when putting on my clothes. I picked a different dress and I need my handmaiden to help me. So I sit on the bed for a moment and wait for her return.

Her return coming moments later. She opens my bedroom door and heads to the bathing room but stops short when she sees me dressed on the bed.

"My lady?" She asks but all I do is stand and turn around. She gets the hint and cinches the back of my dress before tying it off. I then dismiss her and think of what next to do.

Pretend it did not happen? Confront him? Tell father and see how that goes? Tell Thorin's father? Tell the king? Spread rumors of what a lecher he is? So many options!

Rumors is out. Not that type of lady.

Telling someone anything is out. I can handle this myself.

I suppose confronting him, in private, would be best.

With my plan set, I head out of my room to find the dwarf.


I march up and down the halls of the mountain and find him nowhere. I am going to have to ask someone.

"Excuse me!" I call out to the next dwarf I see. He stops mid stride and looks me over as I approach him.

"Do you happen to know where Thorin went? I have to speak with him immediately." I ask.

"He went to meet with his father and the king. They are in the kings study. You can wait for Thorin outside. Take two rights and a left, go down the stairs, take a right and it is the third door on the left." The dwarf tells me. I repeat it until I get it right and then thank the man. He goes off and I go to wait for Thorin outside the doors.


I wait and wait. It is now almost time for midday meal. I suppose I could go wait in the dining hall and get Thorin after the meal. I can't be late or father will punish me.

I sigh and head to the hall to eat.


He never showed for the meal. Neither did his father nor the king. They stayed in the study. Father had been called to see them during the meal too. What is happening?

I hope Thorin did not say how I invited him in while I was nude. Set a trap for him. That I am a harlot. Oh no! He wouldn't… would he? I honestly don't know him well enough to know what he will do.

After the meal I hurry to the study but find the door still shut, meaning they are in there still. What could be so important?!

I pace outside the door, hoping they come out soon. I can't take this waiting.


Maybe an hour later the doors open and the men start to exit. I watch as the king and Thrain give me looks which I can't decipher and then my father leaves. He smiles at me.

And then there is Thorin.

He meets my eyes and then looks away. He tries to walk away but I won't let him.

"Thorin, wait!" I call him as I pick up my pace to catch up to him.

"Thorin, we have to speak." I say and he stops quickly. He turns to look me in the eyes.

"We have nothing to discuss." He says a bit harshly.

"I apologize for telling you to come in. I thought you were my handmaiden." I explain but he is still silent.

"Thorin… did you tell anyone what happened? Or are we going to pretend this never happened?" I ask and he frowns.

"I will not pretend it did not happen. I can't." He finally speaks. I wait for him to elaborate more.

"I did not tell anyone of this event either." Thorin tells me and I exhale with relief.

"So what are we going to do?" I ask him, wondering if he has a plan.

"We are having a celebration tomorrow night. Dis told me a day ago that you have a dress being made. Wear it and accompany me." Thorin tells me and I am speechless.

"That is what you want? To act like nothing happened? But you just said you would not pretend." I bring back up and I notice his fist clench.

"I am not pretending it did not happen. I just will not acknowledge it at this time. Remember what I said." He says and then turns and heads off to do whatever he was going to do before I got him.

I sigh again and rub my forehead in frustration. I learned nothing yet a whole lot of information with this conversation.

And a celebration? Why am I just hearing of this now? What has happened?

And then I think about my new dress. I should go see if it is ready. I am excited to wear it.

So I head off to the tailor, excited for my new dress, but thoughts of Thorin and our situation never leave my mind.


My dress is ready and I look amazing in it. Dis really knows what she is doing.

I go to take it back to my room but the tailor won't have it. Instead he has a dwarf who works under him take it to my room so I can do whatever it is that I need to do. Since I am so important and such, or at least that is how he pretty much put it.


I don't do anything except walk around the halls again. I take the time to really look at things this time. The architecture, the designs carved into the walls, the wood of the doors.

This place is fantastic. I never lied when I said that. I just never knew how fantastic it was until now. The things these dwarves have accomplished is astounding.

And then it is near supper time.

So I make my way to the dining hall and sit at my usual spot. Dis comes to talk with me before the king arrives.

"How is the dress? I heard you picked it up? Do you love it?" Lady Dis interrogates me and I just laugh.

"I love it. You have a gift." I tell her and she beams proudly.

"Well of course I do. Here comes Thror. We can talk more after dinner. I have something I want to discuss more in depth." Lady Dis hurries out before going to her assigned seat.

We eat in silence and I can't help but wonder at what Lady Dis wishes to discuss.


I find out soon enough as we meet in her room and sit for tea.

"So what must we discuss?" I ask as soon as we sit in the plush chairs in the sitting area of her large room.

"You have heard of tomorrow night, yes?" She questions and I nod as I take a sip of the warm liquid.

"And is anyone escorting you?" She asks and I hesitate to answer. This just gets her excited.

"Thorin, right? I overheard some interesting things today." Lady Dis smirks into her cup as my mouth drops open.

"What have you heard? All I know is Thorin told me I am to accompany him tomorrow." I say and now Dis' mouth goes slack.

"He demanded it?" She asks now getting angry.

"Well he didn't give me a choice. But that doesn't matter right now. What did you hear?" I change the subject back to her news.

"I heard of talks of betrothals. Your name came up. Your father was there. Are you eyeing someone here in the mountain?" Dis winks at me. I gape.

So this was happening. My father didn't ask my consent. He is going to marry me off to someone here in the kingdom.

"I… I have said no such thing. Are you sure it was my father?" I ask, sadness and fear and anxiety mixed in my voice. She picks up on it and her face goes from teasing to concerned.

"You honestly did not know? I am so sorry. I thought that it was your request to be betrothed to a dwarf." She says trying to apologize.

"It is not your fault. No need to apologize. I am grateful you have let me in on this." I tell her honestly. And then a thought crosses my mind.

"You don't think the celebration is an announcement do you?" I ask, my voice raising an octave. Dis looks away from me.

So it is.

"Do you know who? If you do please tell me." I beg.

"I missed who it is to but I am sure he is a fine dwarf. Your father does not seem like the type to betroth you to a simple miner or cook." Dis tries but I am too far gone.

"Thank you. I am going to retire for the night. Seems my future has been decided without me and I need to think on this. Good night." I excuse myself and leave abruptly and with haste.

My father is not the man I thought he was. He always said I could marry for love. Or at least have a say before it was fully decided. But he went against everything he promised.

I ran into something. I wasn't paying attention. I near fall on my rear but am caught by the wrist and waist. I look up to meet the eyes of my savior only to find it is Thorin.

"Oh. My apologies. I was heading to my room and my mind was not here." I explain and try to pull away but Thorin does not release me. He doesn't even loosen his grip. His eyes just look into mine and mine search his for an answer.

We are both silent as we take in each other. And then it happens. He pulls me closer and his face angles just a tad bit up. He gets closer and closer.

"Stop!" I say and push against his chest with my free had.

His lips are only a breath away from mine.

"I.. I think I am to be betrothed." My voice cracks. Silence from him. He releases me, albeit it seems not too willingly.

"Excuse me." I rush out and go around him to continue on to my room. The moment we had being stored in my memory.

He was going to kiss me!

I hurry into my room, undress with the help of the handmaiden and then slip into the bed. I forget about the hair pin in my hair until the next morning.