Summary: Thorin has some understandable concerns about Bilbo fighting and the Ironquarry family plans.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is fiction
Complaints and Plans
"Absolutely not!"
"Thorin, if you would just listen."
"Listen? Listen? To what? My pregnant lover telling he wants to fight my wife for the throne."
"It's a fight for the heirs. If I win then our child will be seen as the rightful heir. Then, there will no need for that...that woman. She can return to the Blue Mountains and you and I can live the rest of our lives in peace."
"You are pregnant! You cannot fight."
"I can choose a Champion. Every member of the company has volunteered. Even Dis has! Thorin, this is best for everyone."
"Except Bazani."
"Oh Thorin, don't tell me you actually like that woman?"
"She was a good friend to me when I was injured in the Blue Mountains. And she ruled well when I was sick. I do not want her to be unhappy."
The Hobbit crossed the room, placing his hands on the King's cheeks, forcing him to look Bilbo in the eye.
"She is in love with you. She will never have you, not as long as I draw breath. And if she needs to be defeated in front of the entire kingdom to get this message then I shall personally go into the arena and fight her bare handed. I love you Thorin. I will not lose you to some random dwarf."
Thorin hugged the Hobbit close to him, knowing Bilbo was right. Bazani had to be dealt with and if combat was the only answer, then so be it.
"I shall talk with the Council. Make a list of your choices for Champion and give them to me. The Council and I shall decide. But know that Bazani will not fight. Whoever we choose will more than likely be fighting her brother. And that will not be an easy battle."
Bazani and her family sat in the Second Wife's rooms. Her brother sat beside her, a comforting presence. Bulgrim was a formidable dwarf. Tall, muscled and not easily intimidated, he was a respected member of the Blue Mountain Guards. He was afraid of no one, cocky, arrogant some would say. Bazani loved him. He was always her protector and her biggest fan. Bulgrim knew his sister loved Thorin and would do anything to make sure his little sister had everything her heart desires.
Balgrim looked at his children in front of them. He did love them and he was proud of them. If they got rid of this Hobbit, his daughter would be happy. And Balgrim may have some influence over the royal family. He was no fool, he knew having his daughter as Queen would be invaluable. If not for that little thorn in their side.
"We have to be sneaky when we do this. The Hobbit is well loved in Erebor. And beyond. The men of Lake Town and the Elves of both Rivendell and Mirkwood are fond of him. And let's not forget that wizard."
"There is a servant father. I have seen how she looks at Fili. She wants him. If I make her think that by helping get rid of the Hobbit, we will help her get to the Prince, she will do anything we ask."
"Excellant. Find her tomorrow and speak to her. Bulgrim, I want you to go to the training grounds. Take a look, see what you have to deal with when it come's to the halflings protection. We may have to take them out."
"And then what? I already tried to poison Bilbo father and it failed."
"Never try the same thing twice my dear. I brought your brother for a reason. He has good knowledge of weapons and can be sneaky when it calls for it."
"What are you saying?"
"We are saying sister, that it will be a traditional assassination. We wait for a feast, which according to you the hobbit always leaves early, he returns to his room where I am waiting and I kill him."
"And since your brother has only been here a short time, no-one will suspect him."
Bazani was pleasantly surprised.
"My word, that might work."
She would admit that she was excited. Soon, the hobbit would be gone and finally, Thorin would be hers.
A/N Done. R&R please. Next chapter, the Champion is chosen and Dwalin meets Bulgrim.