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In the morning I wake, bathe and dress. I then go to the dining hall like always.

Everyone in the halls seems to be in a joyous mood and quite a few of the passing dwarves congratulate me on my betrothal.


In the dining hall I eat, my seat now changed. I now sit by Thorin. I cast looks down the table to my father every once in a while and he sometimes catches me and gives a smile.

It now fully hits me that I will be staying here and my father will be leaving soon.

I put my fork down and just sit there, hands in my lap. Thoughts racing through my mind about marriage. About my situation in general.

"Are you alright?" Thorin's voice stops my train of thought. I bring my eyes up to meet his. I give a small but fake smile while nodding.

"Do not lie to me. We are to be wed. What is bothering you?" He asks more seriously now.

"Just thinking about everything. The reality is setting in." I say being vague. He now frowns.

"You wish not to marry me." He gets from my words and I shake my head furiously.

"No. I am happy it is you. I meant that when I said it. I am just thinking about my father. He will be leaving soon and I will be here. Does my mother know of this? Will she come to visit? For the wedding?" I assure him before giving more detail into what my thoughts were.

Now he gives a small smile to me and grasps my left hand with his right.

"They will come to the wedding. You will probably see them again well before it too. And your father is still staying a few more days, to work out the final details of some things. Do not worry, my love." He calls me and brings my hand to his mouth. He places a soft kiss upon it and gives my hand a small squeeze.

I smile and blush at his kindness and intimacy.

"Thank you, Thorin." I say. Our hands separate and we go back to eating.


After the meal Thorin invites me to join him and his sister. Seems they had plans to just sit and chat. I agree and we walk down the halls to Thorin's room. Seems he has a room even bigger than Dis'.

He opens the door and lets me enter first, so I can take in the large room.

It is set up like Dis' but more space so a bit more furniture. While Dis had an area for chatting that had two plush chairs, Thorin had a couch and two plush chairs. His bed was large and covered in gold and red sheets.

Thorin leads me to the couch where he sits me. He then goes into one of the many doors in his room and comes back out with cups. He has a kitchen or what?

"Do you have a kitchen in there?" I ask as he comes back to sit next to me.

"A small one. Mostly for making tea whenever I feel like it." He tells me and leans back into the couch. His one goes around my back and he pulls me into him a bit more.

I rest my head on his shoulder and feel him breathe. We sit in silence until Dis knocks and the tea kettle whines at the same time.

"Will you let Dis in?" Thorin says as he stands and heads to the kitchen. I agree and open up the door. She seems shocked to see me.

"What are you doing here? Is Thorin here?" She eyes me, taking in my appearance extra carefully.

"Thorin invited me. I hope you don't mind." I explain as I let her in the room. We walk over to the chairs. I sit back on the couch and she takes a chair.

"Thorin is just getting the tea." I answer her other question.

"Mmm. And what have you two been doing while waiting for me?" She insinuates with an eyebrow raise and I blush.

"Nothing like that!" I rush out and she laughs.

"We were just sitting here. Honest." I try and she sobers up.

"Okay. I trust you. You don't seem to be disheveled from a good session of kissing or more." She winks at me and we both giggle.

And then Thorin comes in with the tea kettle.

"Hello Dis." Thorin greets and she returns it. Thorin takes his spot beside me again and wraps an arm around me just like before. Dis notices this and smirks.

We end up talking about all kinds of things going on around the mountain and Dale. We even plan a trip back to Dale for sometime soon.


We end up all walking to midday meal together, me with Thorin's arm wrapped around my waist and Dis on the other side of me.

Thorin pulls out my chair for me and helps me push it in before sitting himself. Make me feel special.


After our meal he has to go with his father and grandfather to do some manly kingly things so I end up spending time with Dis again.

And guess what I found out? The man who always sat beside Dis at meals is her husband! Her husband!

"You're married?! Why am I just finding this out now?" I near demand an answer and she laughs at me.

"I thought you knew, maybe your father or Thorin let you know." She tells me and I still can't believe she has a husband.

"Well how I missed that is beyond me. So do you have kids? Did I miss that too?" I tease but wonder honestly. She laughs even harder.

"No kids. Not yet anyways. But…" And then her hand goes to her belly. My eyes widen.

"You are pregnant?!" I near screech and she hushes me.

"I haven't told him yet. I want to surprise him. What with everything going on with you and Thorin I wanted to wait so we could celebrate." She explains and I nod in understanding.

"I understand." I smile.

"You excited?" I ask and she nods with a giant smile on her face.

"Of course. We have been trying for the past 2 years. I was getting scared it wouldn't happen." Dis confides and I get up and hug her.

"Well what do you think it will be? Boy or girl?" I inquire and she smiles.

"I don't mind either but I think a boy. Girls are very rare in dwarves." Dis explains and I nod, learning this and thinking it interesting.

"Why is that? Does anyone know?" I ask and she shakes her head.

"No. Just how it has always been. Haven't you ever wondered why there are so many men and hardly any women around the mountain?" Dis asks me and I think on my experience here.

"Oh." I say and she smiles.

"I never really realized until now. I haven't seen many women." I speak and she nods.


After talking with Dis for a bit longer I leave her to do some things she has to do.

I end up bumping into my father and we end up walking and talking.

And then it happens.

We are far from any other dwarves but we can hear what sounds like screaming coming from them.

The mountain shakes.

We take off with great speed to the nearest of the screams.

"Dragon!"

Father grabs my hand and we run as fast as we can to an exit, the front gates. But that is where the dragon is trying to get in at.

We are there before the dragon enters. My eyes look at all the soldiers ready for it but I know they will be killed. A gut feeling if you will. And then I see Thorin. He sees me and screams for my father to run and take me with.

Father, instead, runs to Thorin. I have to follow as father is still holding my hand.

But we never make it to Thorin.

The dragon crashes the gates and the stone door is shattered, big boulders of it going flying through the air as the dragon walks through the soldiers waiting for him.

My eyes widen in terror at the sight. I do not register what has happened until it is too late.

I am tugged to the ground by my father. I look to him and see only his arm. It is sticking out from under a piece of the door.

Father is dead.

I rip my hand from his and look back to the dragon. Tears are running down my face from the loss and fear but I don't have time to fully breakdown about it now. Not if I want to survive.

"Come, my lady!" I hear and feel myself being lifted to my feet.

I look to the dwarf that helped me and see Dis' husband of all people. He leads me around the dragon and ushers me outside the mountain. He goes back in to get more people out. Or fight. I hope he stays safe.

Dwarves are now filtering out of the mountain in droves. I have yet to see Thorin yet, though.

"Have you seen Thorin?" I ask but nobody answers. So I have to go in. Or I leave him.

I run the opposite direction of the dwarves and have to push passed them consistently.

"No! My lady!" I hear a different dwarf call as I run passed him.

I enter the mountain again and see Thorin and some guards fighting the beast but they are losing.

Instead of yelling his name I grab a sword off a dead dwarf and run to him.

"Alvina! Run!" He screams when he sees me but I refuse. Instead I am now directly under the belly of the beast. I notice a spot on the leg that may hurt if hit so I lift the sword and strike.

I was wrong. I have done nothing but get the attention of the dragon.

"Wretch!" It says and I see its neck begin to glow.

"Come on!" I hear Thorin yell and then I am being dragged away from the fire-y death that would have taken me.

"What were you thinking?" Thorin yells at me as he takes me outside the mountain once again. The sword I have long ago abandoned.

"Saving you. You would have been killed." I say and his look softens before he looks up to the cliffs edge where elves stand. An army to help!

I have hope.

Thorin yells and waves to them for assistance but the elven king… he eyes us and then turns around. He leaves us to die.

Thorin is crushed by this, I can tell. But he hardens quickly.

"Come. We must go." He tells me and grabs my hand, just as my father had, and leads me away from the mountain with his people.


That night there is no feasting. There is no song.

The cold wind bites into us all and I shiver from it. I was not properly dressed for this weather.

Thorin is off doing something, trying to lead his people. I try to find Dis.

"Dis." I squeak out her name and she immediately draws me into a hug.

"I was afraid we lost you." She tells me as I hug her back. The warmth is nice.

"I am so cold." I confide and we immediately sit and huddle together.

"This should help." She tells me as we wrap arms around each other.

"Thank you. I am glad you are okay. Your husband?" I ask and she smiles.

"With Thorin. They are discussing where to go." She informs me and I nod in understanding.

I end up falling asleep with her. I am so exhausted from the day that I do not wake when Thorin takes her spot and moves me so I am now cuddling against him.


In the morning I wake to Thorin's voice and him shaking me a tiny bit.

My eyes open and I take in the sight of him. He looks tired but is putting on a brave face. I smile weakly in response.

"Good morning." I say and he returns it before standing and then helping me stand.

Another day of walking. Thankfully a village of people is nearby enough that we get there by nightfall. My stomach is growling its unhappiness from having no food for the day.

"We rest here. If you have money get a room and let as many people stay in it as possible. Many won't get beds but a roof is a roof." Thorin tells his people and some of the people from Dale that followed.

"Tomorrow we try to find work. We all need food and supplies for the trek to the Blue Mountains. Tonight, sleep well." Thorin says and cheers go up in the crowd. Then he escorts me to a room. Apparently him and Dis' husband had enough on them at the time to get one.

"We will not be alone in this room, Dis and her husband as well as some others will be in here. But you may take the bed." Thorin tells me as I look at the two beds.

"Dis and her husband the other?" I ask and he nods.

"Thorin… we are to be wed, if you wish it still. I do not mind sharing the bed." I tell him and he is shocked. So much so that I blush. Was that too forward?

"No. That would be… inappropriate." He manages in a gruffer than usual voice.

"We need not touch if it bothers you so but you deserve the bed much more than I. If you do not wish to share I think you should have it." I push and now he just stares at me. He is firm in his stance but I am firmer.

"Either we share or it is all yours. The choice is yours Thorin. Either way, though, you get the bed." I push once more and cross my arms. Without another word he comes at me, throws me over his shoulder then dumps me on the bed.

"How-" I am cut off by him getting in beside me.

"You win this time, love. Now sleep." He says and rolls over so his back faces me. I smile at the victory. I turn my back to his and fall into a deep slumber. I do not hear any other dwarves enter the room to take up space on the floor.


The next morning I am awoken to the smell of food. My mouth waters and my eyes fly open.

"Good morning. I thought you might be hungry." A dwarf woman says as she hands me a tiny plate of food. It looks like heaven and I dig in right there in bed. She chuckles at me but sits to eat her meal as well. Only she sits on the floor, assuring me she would not have me move.

"Thank you. I have no idea how to repay you." I tell her honestly.

"Nonsense. You saved my husband, you know." She says and I just stare at her.

"He was one of the last fighting with Thorin. He told me of how you drew the dragons attention before it could engulf them in fire, thus letting him live. We owe you much, my lady." She tells me and I smile now.

"I would do it again in a heartbeat. I am glad I was able to help in some small way. It felt as if I was more of a burden than helpful." I speak and she frowns at me.

"You saved several lives by drawing the attention. Do not ever think you did nothing." She tells me seriously.

"Thank you." I say as I take her hands in mine, for reassurance that everything will indeed be okay.

"Well, now that you know, let me take your plate." She offers and grabs my now empty plate from my lap. She leaves the room to return the plates to the kitchen.

I stand from the bed and go to the washroom. I clean my dirty face and arms and wipe my dress as best as possible but it is stained beyond repair. I brush my hair with my fingers and then style it as best as possible.

Next stop, finding Thorin or a job. Perhaps both.