Hello everyone! I know that the last chapter I posted was named 'The End' and though I intended to keep the series going I do have some worries if it would just be better off ending here. I have thought of continuing it beyond the set storyline of 'The Hobbit' but I'm asking you as my readers what you think of this; should i continue or end the series here?
IF I continue it then I'm hoping you all will stay with me through the story like you have so far.
If you want me to end it now then that is fine as well; though I am greatly disappointed by the lack of reviews I've been receiving on the last few chapters. Of course I have three very loyal readers who always review and I'm thankful for such. I want to hear more of what my readers think though; I want to communicate with them and know where their standing is in this story. Criticism is also good and if I deem it needed then I'll apply it too; I always have an ear for it.
PROLOGUE IF THE STORY CONTINUES
Uncomfortable didn't seem to fully describe how Lian felt at that moment; suffocated was more like it as people chatted and shuffled about, others dancing around the center of the grand ballroom. She felt like her entire torso was stuffed inside a metal tube from how tight the damn corset to her dress was; Martha was beyond evil for putting her in this torture device. She waved upon seeing her uncle and his family across the ballroom; it was nice that Thorin had allowed for them to come as well as the people of Lake-Town despite how many of his kin were here.
She attempted to stay firmly in place but Gordon was being a pest and kept dragging her out into the dance floor to twirl her about like a spinning top; the brute enjoyed her expression as she tried to stay balanced. Sadly he didn't let her go until she had dug her heel into his toe the millionth time; she felt like she was gonna vomit from the amount of twirling and shuffling she had to do while the lumbering man dragged her around. Lian stiffly weaved through the crowd, trying to find an unoccupied space she could collect her bearings in before someone else attempted to waltz her away; she spotted a door and didn't hesitate to burst through the heavily carved double doors.
She closed the door tightly, pressing a hand against her tight bodice as she tried to calm her breathing; turning she noticed that she was in a small garden of some sorts with a small stream of water illuminated by glowing crystals protruding from the small cavern. It was beautiful and Lian forgot about her constricted ribcage as she walked down the stone steps and across the small stone courtyard surrounded by plants of all kinds; despite the fact that it was underwater, the water provided a clean scent to fill her nose along with the fragrances emanating off the plants.
She felt her belly settle a little and went to take a seat on the stone bench but the sound of loud voices entering the garden alerted her and in a panic she hide behind one of the massive pillars bordering the path behind the large plants. She felt her stomach pinch when she clumsily fell on her behind against the pillar but she didn't dare reposition herself in fear that she'd be caught.
It sounded like a woman had came in and from how she was prattling on there must have been a man in her presence; the woman was practically dripping in flirtatious pheromones and despite her position Lian opened her mouth in a silent gag. Great; she was stuck having to listen to two hormonal people try to talk the knickers off each other for who knows how long, might as well get comfortable. She slumped against the pillar, looking down as she pushed her stomach out; wondering when the corset will bust and give her room to breath.
She sat there for about ten minutes spaced out when she was snapped out of it by a sudden curt reply in the couples conversation; looks like the two love birds weren't as lovey-dovey as the woman made it seem. There was a nagging feeling her in her gut though, the mans voice sounded familiar and she knew it was someone she knew. She was afraid to turn around and see Dwalin or someone getting with some girl; would probably put some nasty imagines in her head that she rather not have lingering in the back of her head for the rest of the night.
Lian heard footsteps leave the courtyard then the double doors open and close, sounds like they're going back to the party; that went by a lot quicker than she expected. Letting out a loud groan she stretched out; attempting to stand but her dress was so damn tight that she couldn't even bend her torso, never again would she have Martha try to make her a 'gorgeous vixen' again.
"Lian?"
She felt her heart freeze, eyes going wide as she sat stalk still; there it was, she was caught in the act though truly it was her own fault for hiding in the first place, she should have just excused herself or bolted for the doors. Looking up she held her breath, might as well face the awkwardness of the situation; sadly it couldn't just be Gloin or Bofur, no it had to be the one person that she had been dreading meeting all night.
"Hi." She breathed.
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