Summary: Bulgrim spies on his opponent and Bazani decides to step things up
Disclaimer: I own nothing. This is fiction
Schemes and Spies
Bulgrim smiled as he watched Dwalin take down two dwarven warriors. Beating this dwarf would be the greatest thing he will ever do. Dwalin was a formidable warrior, his victories obvious in the multiple tattoos that covered his body. Bulgrim felt a shiver of excitement run through him at the prospect of facing Dwalin in the fight. And if he won, by Mahal, imagine the accolades. He'd be the most popular, admired dwarf in all of Erebor. And the Blue Hills. Women, carriers, hanging off his arms, marriage proposals. Bulgrim laughed to himsel at the tought. First things first, he had to defeat Dwalin. Looking over the dwarf, he saw very few weaknesses. Well, there was one. Dwalin was strong, a lot of his attacks depended on brute force. If Bulgrom avoided the attacks for long enough, he could tire the larger dwarf out and then, he would strike and take him down. Bulgrim walked away from the training grounds, confidence running through him. This fight may be easier than he thought.
Lord Ironquarry knew that look on his daughter's face. She was planning something.
"My dear, what are you thinking?"
"The competition is coming up fast. I need to do something to get Thorin's attention."
"Well my darling, I have heard some fascinating news that may help you."
"What? Has Bilbo done something?"
"Not yet. There is some silly little Hobbit tradition that before a babe is born, the bearer must return to the ancestral home for a blessing by the head of the clan. Bilbo will be travelling with Kili and Bofur back to the Shire before the competition to get this blessing."
"And Thorin will be left alone."
"Not completely alone. He'll still have his family."
"Oh please, they'll be easy to distract. Do something to Borin and Frerin will stay by his side at Thorin's urgings. I know of a servant girl who is obsessed, to say the least, with Fili. She can distract him."
"And the Lady Dis?"
"Well, she is a widowed dwarf who has not had attention from a male for quite some time. Surely you could distract her father?"
Balgrim considered the Lady Dis. She was quite beautiful. There were many dwarves who had their eyes on her, but Balgrim knew he was the better choice. He smiled lovingly at his daughter.
"Of course I can darling. And then, you can make your move on Thorin. I'm sure you have something planned."
"Oh daddy, of course I do."
A/N Done. R&R please. Sorry for the delay, got writers block with this story, so I moved onto something else and am now re-inspired. Next chapter, Bilbo leaves for the Shire and Bazani puts her plan into action.