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Morning comes all too soon. I am awoken by Thorin and he leads me downstairs where everyone is ready to go. He hands me the things he bought for me and I thank him, a blush creeping up my face. This seems to make him feel good because he gives a confident smirk before joining his family at the front of the inn.

"Today we make our way to the next town over. One step closer to the Blue Mountains. This should only take a fortnight but winter is coming fast. Let us move faster and arrive before the first snowfall. Onward!" King Thror finishes. Cheers go around the inn and then we depart.

The walk is slow with so many people. The number of injured has dwindled, them having time to recuperate at the inn. I am near the back of the herd of dwarves, sticking out because I am the tallest among them, although not by much.

"We are going to walk through midday meal. Jerky is your best bet for an easy meal. If someone does not have any, please share if you do have some. You will be compensated at a later time." Thrain announces to all of us. I never actually looked through my pack. I take it off my back and begin to look through it. There is jerky and enough to spare to some who do not have any. I take a couple pieces for myself then offer some to the dwarves around me that seem to have none. We all smile at each other and they give me their thanks. The walking continues until night fall. Everyone is tired and ready for rest.

I unpack my bedroll in the grass that is on one side of the trail we take. The other side has trees and they don't look that comfortable.

"Is this spot taken?" I hear and look up from my spot on the ground to see Thorin with a small smile on his face.

"It is not. But what would everyone think to see you beside me and not your family? Surely it would cause quite a stir." I tease him. He just gives me a look of 'oh please' before putting his bedroll beside mine.

"Seriously, though. Will others not talk?" I ask, serious this time. He plops down on his bedroll and waves off my concern.

"Let them speak. We are going to be married eventually. I am not worried about what they say. Now sleep, my love." He says without really thinking. I don't correct him though. I just tuck myself in and turn my back to him. Perhaps he will kiss me again. That would be quite bold but not all unwelcome. Perhaps he wants to go back to being betrothed without courting. Well, of course he does. I must admit, I would too. But I am a woman of high morals and believe that someone who does someone wrong should have to make it up to the person they wronged. Thorin wronged me by breaking the engagement. He would have to earn it back. But by the gods! I want him again. I know this. I know my feelings are beyond that of just caring.

I know I love him.

But I won't say it now. He would have to earn that.

I wake to a soft touch on my cheek.

"Alvina, dear, it is time to wake. We must be moving on." I hear Thorin say sweetly. He is trying to break me, I know it! I would have to stay on my guard around him. This could ruin my plan of him courting me.

"Thanks." I say before getting up and ignoring him to pack up my things. It would have to be the cold shoulder because, otherwise, I would fall into his trap.

While I am packing my things, I listen as King Thror gives another pep talk to his people.

"Another long walk awaits us today. But do not worry. We will beat the winter and rest in warm beds soon. Let us move along now!" Cheers erupt once again among the crowd. And then we are off. Another day of walking, but this time we actually get to stop for midday meal. It is then that Thorin tries, again, to get me to admit my feelings.

I am sitting on the ground, resting my feet, a bowl of soup in my hands. Without a word, Thorin comes over and sits down beside me.

"How is it?" He asks as he tastes some from his bowl.

"It is fine. And yours?" I ask coldly. He makes a face and puts his down. He then gets close to me.

"Not good at all. Perhaps you should feed me some of yours." He says in an overly flirty way. I don't think I can even bring myself to look at him. If I do, I know I will melt. So, instead of feeding him some, I hand him my bowl and quickly grab his.

"Enjoy." I say and begin to eat from his bowl.

"Alvina, why are you acting like this? You know I love you. And you love me. I can see it in your eyes." He says. I choke back my soup and cough a bit to clear my throat. He pats my back softly but has a victorious smirk on his face.

"You know nothing of women and what their eyes say." I quip back and he just laughs.

"Maybe that is true, but I know you Alvina." He leans in closer to me, his face an inch from mine. His voice is husky and it strikes me to my core.

"This is highly inappropriate." I comment, my voice shaky as I lean back a bit, trying to avoid his lush lips that make me feel things I have never felt before. His smirk comes back to his face and he stops moving towards me.

"Who cares?" He says before he leans in and closes the gap between us. His lips meet mine and it is better than I remember. But I must be strong!

I pull myself away and spill my soup as I quickly crawl back and then push myself up to my feet. Thorin is quick to stand and approach but I hold a hand up to keep him away.

"You are too forward. We are barely in the stages of courting. You cannot do such things." I say. He chuckles and moves until his chest is against my hand.

"Don't deny that you want to be with me again. You miss me, I can tell." He says and pushes against my hand lightly. I give him no leeway though.

"Thorin, you will court me like a lady is to be courted and then we can be betrothed again. That is the only way you will ever have me again." I persist. He stops and takes a step back. His eyes search mine and I try to steel myself. It must work because he steps back once more.

"I apologize. You are right. You want to be courted and so we shall. I did agree to that. I apologize, Alvina. Please, can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" He asks. It is so sad to see him like this that I want to kiss the pain away! Dang this man and his beautiful everything. But I am strong!

"Of course. Would I let you court me if I didn't forgive you?" I tease and we both laugh.

"Good. Alvina, tonight would you be my date for supper?" He asks and I smile wide.

"I would be honored." I answer.

"Good. Until then." He says and then leaves to go back towards his family. But I see him stop just before them and begin to talk with Balin. I notice them both look at me then back to each other. Was it Balin's plan all along?! That sneaky dwarf.

My stomach growls at me and I look at the bowl I dropped when getting away from Thorin. And then I notice my original bowl on the ground, still filled with soup. A small smile makes its way onto my face and I look to Thorin once more. I sit and resume eating from my bowl of soup.