A few weeks earlier
The whole place was buzzing with life. After all, it wasn't every day that parties came by. A name day was always an event to be celebrated, an occasion to throw a great feast. In this case, the great assembling of Dwarves had been for one purpose, to celebrate Kili's name day.
The prince couldn't have wished for better: with a banquet full of the most delicious food, which could easily last a week, people coming from all over just to give him their blessings, and his family all around him, things were perfect. Kili reached his arm on the long table covered with immense amounts of nourishments, settling to pick up a very tempting slice of meat. It looked the most appetizing, with a smell of salt and the dripping grease that had been sizzled not even a few minutes ago, still steaming warm. It tasted even better than it looked, and he made the most of it by adding a few more slices on his plate. After picking up another peace and starting to chew on it, he looked up at the two dwarves in front of him, his father and his uncle.
He'd been so glad that his uncle had managed to make it in time. Thorin, despite not being his father, was almost considered as one by he and his brother. It was always special when his uncle could make a visit to them both, when he would bend to Kili and Fili's begging and tell them all about his journeys to distant kingdoms. Kili had always been fascinated by his uncle's stories and had promised himself that he'd live the same adventures once he'd be a full grown dwarf.
As he grabbed a piece of golden bread, slightly squishy under his hand –just the way he liked it- he observed both his father and uncle, who were deep in discussion. His father seemed very reluctant about whatever they were talking about, and Kili hoped he wouldn't snap, knowing his father's fierce temper. He and Fili, well his brother especially, were often on the receiving end of it.
"It would be for the best if they came with me" Kili heard his uncle say. What were they talking about anyway? It seemed to concern him, well him and his brother, so he decided to zone out all the noise from the feast going on around him, focusing only on his father and Thorin.
"Are you out of your mind Thorin?!" His father seemed to be trying his best to prevent himself from yelling at his brother "Why do you need my boys to go with you? Don't you have any other dwarves you could rely on? It's much too dangerous, they're still only children for Mahal's sake, and your plan is suicide! I don't want Kili out there, despite his age, I just don't want him to get into any risky situation. I know you, and when you talk of a little "adventure", it often ends up in lots of bruises and broken bones. I don't want Kili coming home like that, imagine if he got hurt or captured, or… worse, I don't want anything bad happening to him and I don't want to spend who knows how long wondering into the late hours of the night when will my son come back." And what about Fili? Kili tought grimly…
"They won't always be children" Thorin replied, composed and without losing his temper, as he so often did. "Your boys can't stay here forever, they'll have to leave at some point in their lives. I know it's dangerous out there, but they won't be alone! Balin and Dwalin will also be with me, along with a good few more, people I can trust my own life with, you know yourself that I've known Balin for years! I'll look out for them, please-"
So his uncle had wanted to bring him and Fili on some kind of adventure? Yes he agreed with his father about how anything could happen to them out there, but Thorin's arguments were none less true. It was about time he and his brother start leaving home, they couldn't stay here forever. And Thorin's way of formulating his demand had definitely sparked Kili's interest, he would indeed like to join his uncle in whatever he'd been planning to do.
However, remembering his brother, where was Fili? He knew his brother and father didn't get along very well, but this was an exception. It was Kili's birthday, Fili should be here beside him, not eating for five dwarves on his own in a corner with an enormous tank of ale for only company. As if on cue, said brother sat down in the empty seat beside him, almost silently.
"And where have you been all this time? I've been as lonely as ever at this table, dear brother" Kili joked, actually wondering what could have possibly held him up all this time.
"I'm sorry Kili" his brother apologized, feeling guilty for leaving Kili alone this long. Not that his brother was alone, but he doubted any conversation his father would be having with their uncle Thorin would seem interesting to Kili. "I had something to get and it took me a little longer than I had initially expected". He drew up a long packaging from beside his feet and offered it to his brother "Happy name day, brother"