I apologize for the really late update. This chapter was supposed to be posted during my Thanksgiving break. Yet, I found myself without time, and busy with other things. Hopefully you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving (if you are in the USA).
Another thing is that I have noticed is that somewhere in the previous chapters I have made an error with the ages. So I have tried to correct this error after many hours trying to figure out where the mistake was made. So starting with this chapter, the ages should be correct.
Khuzdul. Sinadrin. Ojibwe.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Hobbit or its characters.
Remember that years are approximate.
Count down: 37 years till LOTR events. Roughly 9 more chapters to go till then.
Aliena- 26 years old.
Frerin & Durin- 21 years old, look 16 years old.
Kelda- 17 years old, looks like a 13 year old.
Balder- 16 years old, looks like a 12 year old.
Toril- 15 ½ years old, looks like a 12 year old.
Freya- 14 ½ years old, looks like an 11 year old.
Rìka (pronounced Reeka) & Kilian- 13 years old, looks like 9 year olds.
Karys & Fergys- 9 ½ years old, look like 7 year olds.
Vân- 5 years old, looks like a 3 year old.
Solen- 5 years old, looks like a 3 year old.
Maiti- 1 years old.
Yuri- 1 years old.
Elleon (pronounced El-ee-on)- 9 months old.
Mid-Spring...
The sun is just starting to rise over the horizon. The sky still has a blend of pale pink and light blue that is soon joined by the yellow of the sun. The valley between Dale and Erebor is green with lush grass; and even a few pockets of lilies, tulips, wildflowers, and daffodils are scattered in among the grass. A cool breeze blows gently through the valley, which causes the sweet smell of the flowers to flow into the gates of the mountain.
Deep inside of the lonely mountain, there is excitement buzzing. The kitchen staff under Bombur's careful guidance are working at a steady speed. Bombur knows how important this day is. Not only to the royal family of Erebor, but to his own family as well. For today is the day that his brother, Bofur, marries the Lady Aliena.
The kitchens are not the only area that is hard at work so early in the morning.
In one of the many halls of Erebor, Balin watches as some of the old members of the company and their families help with decorating for the wedding. Gloin, Gimli, and Skuld are working on setting up the many tables to maximize space in the hall. Dori is busy overseeing some of the servants with handing up the special banners Dis had made for this wedding. On the banners are the Khuzdul symbols of Erebor and Moria combined into one; along with the Khuzdul symbols for Aliena and Bofur.
In the main throne room, Nori is keeping an eye on the decorating. Ori was given the special task by Inara and Thorin to make sure that the decorating would follow the traditions of a royal wedding. In his hands is one of the many books that survived during Smaug's time in the mountain. He has been using the book as a guide, and has Dwalin barking orders when something needs changing. Nori gives a small smile as Dis and her two dwarflings come into the throne room. The boy, Fergys, walks dutifully next to his Amad, where his twin sister Karys runs towards her Adad in a fit of giggles. Nori watches as Dwalin picks up his little girl and twirls her around, which causes both father and daughter to laugh. Never did Nori think that Dwalin would ever be a father, let alone parenting twins with the Princess Dis. Giving a small chuckle from his spot on a higher walkway, Nori watches as Dis leaves the two dwarflings with Dwalin before leaving.
Aliena's chambers...
The fire has almost died out in the fireplace in the living room area. There are many crates in the room. For the past week, Aliena has been packing many of her things before she moves into the halls that Bofur has carved for her. Even though Thorin had offered Bofur space inside of the Royal family halls, Bofur declined the offer. However, Aliena's new home is not far from her family. In fact, it is down the hallway, a short distance, from the entry doors to Royal family halls. Bofur has spent much time to make sure that it will meet with Aliena's approval. Even Thorin has inspected the new home and is pleased with it.
The sound of retching echoes out from the bathroom.
Inside of the bathroom, Aliena is kneeling on the floor with her head bent over the toilet. She coughs as another bout of sick ends.
"When is this going to end, little one." Aliena whispers to herself as he places one of her hands over her small bump.
Over a year ago, Aliena and Bofur had laid with each other, which ended with Dwalin reprimanding Bofur for "dishonoring" Aliena. However, that hadn't stopped them from laying with each other, and now Aliena was trying her hardest to keep her pregnancy hidden from her family. Besides her, Bofur is the only other one who knows about it. Aliena is also thankful that her bump hasn't been that noticeable, till now. There was no way she can keep hiding it unless she lets out the waists to her gowns and dresses.
A knock pulls Aliena out of her ruminations. As the sound of the door opens, Aliena starts to panic. This causes her into having another round of retching.
"Hôfukel. Are you awake?" Dis says as she enters her adopted niece's rooms. The sound of retching causes Dis to carefully make her way through the crates. As she makes her way to the bathroom door, she sees Aliena wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Hôfukel. Are you alright?" Dis asks. "Is it your nerves?"
Aliena is breathing heavily from retching. "It is not my nerves." She carefully starts to get up from her place on the floor. Her cream, knee length, almost form fitting nightdress clings to the small bump. Turning to face Dis, Aliena allows herself to breakdown.
Dis lets out a gasp, but pulls Aliena into a hug when she sees the young woman burst into tears. With one arm wrapped around Aliena's waist and the other placed on the back of Aliena's hair, Dis moves them towards the bench that sits close to the bathing tub. Carefully, Dis has Aliena sitting down, and she sits next to her while still holding her niece in her arms.
"Oh Hôfukel." Dis says softly. "Do you know how far along you are?"
Aliena hiccups a few times before answering. "Possibly four or five months into it. Please, Papa and Mother mustn't know. Dwalin already punished Bofur for the first time. It didn't stop us though." Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she told Dis all of this.
"Well, you and Bofur will have to explain to your parents how they are grandparents so early in your marriage." Dis says trying hard not to laugh at the thought of how Thorin would react. "As for me, I will not criticize you and Bofur. Yet I must ask; were both of you being careful?"
Aliena nods her head. "I was taking contraceptive tea since I had started my bleeding. It was at Tauriel's suggestion. I had her show me how to make the tea, and how to measure the correct amount."
"It would seem that the tea didn't work for you. Was Bofur doing anything to keep this from happening?" Dis watches as Aliena's face turns a bit red, but the young woman doesn't answer. "Well, I suggest we get you presentable for your wedding. Shall I draw you a bath to help relax you?"
Dis gets up from her spot on the bench and leaves Aliena alone for a bit. When she returns, Dis is carrying the shift and corset that will be under the wedding dress. She places them onto the bench next to Aliena. Then Dis moves towards the tub, and starts to draw a warm bath.
Once the water is deep enough in the tub, Dis helps Aliena out of her nightdress and into the tub. The two of them sit in silence as Dis washes Aliena's hair. It takes almost an hour in the tub, before Dis is satisfied that Aliena is clean. She brings a towel from the shelving unit across from the tub, and holds open the large bath towel. Aliena steps out of the tub and allows Dis to wrap it around her.
"Before we start getting you dressed, would you permit me to check on your pregnancy?"
"Okay." Aliena says in a defeated voice.
"Would you like to lay on your bed? Or would you want me to do it here?"
"In here, if possible. I don't want Mother to know just yet." Aliena doesn't want her mother to walk in on them.
"Very well. Just lay on the bench the best you can, and I will see where you are with this little one."
Aliena makes her way over to the bench and moves the shift and corset onto the counter-top by the sink. With her undergarments moved, Aliena proceeds to lay her body and head on the wooden bench. Her knees are bent, and her feet are on the floor.
Dis makes her way over and begins to palpitate Aliena's small bump, and receives a strong thump against her prodding fingers.
"Looks like you have a very active one in there." Dis says with a smile as she continues on pressing into the bump. "I would say you are almost at the beginning of your fifth month. From here on out, this little warrior will make his presence even more pronounced. You will not be able to hide this for much longer."
Dis helps Aliena move into a seated position after finishing her examination.
"Will you help me dress?" Aliena asks sheepishly.
"If this is what you wish, I would be honored." Dis replies. She knows her people's tradition dictates that the mother dresses her daughter, but Dis knows that Aliena is not ready to tell Inara about the child. So Dis helps Aliena into her cream colored shift, and helps Aliena into the corset. She makes sure that the stays are not tied tightly.
"Time for you to get into your wedding dress, Hôfukel." Dis says as she guides Aliena back into the young woman's bedroom.
As they enter the bedroom, Dis and Aliena are startled to see the rest of the females of their family waiting. Most of them are wearing simple dresses, and their dresses for the wedding laying across Aliena's full sized bed.
"We shall help you, sweetie." Inara says as she walks over to Aliena to give her daughter a hug. Her simple tan dress clinging close to her bust, waist, and hips. The rest of Inara's dress flows towards the floor.
Tauriel is standing by the mannequin, which has Aliena's wedding dress on it. "Sigrid and I were able to add some finishing touches to your dress."
Aliena moves closer to inspect her dress. It is a deep lapis blue color. The bodice of the dress is square in shape with a square neckline as well. The sleeves are long, and at the wrist the sleeves are long and wide. The skirt is similar to an 1860's style in circular shape. The dress has a blend of lapis blue and deep violet trim at the neckline, bottom of the bodice, and the bottom of the skirt. All over the bodice the symbols for Thorin's house are embroidered in a pale grey color. Mixed in with the symbols are feathers and arrowheads. The embroidery is what Sigrid and Tauriel had been working on.
"It is truly beautiful. Thank you." Aliena says as she allows happy tears to run down her face. She looks over to her mother and gives her a smile. "They added our people's symbols to Papa's."
Inara gives a watery smile at seeing Aliena's tears. "Of course. You are and always be a child of the Huron nation. Like your mother, like our ancestors."
Both mother and daughter embrace each other in a tight hug.
"Right. Let us get her ready, Inara." Dis says as she too wipes a stray tear that escaped.
Bofur's halls...
It is noon by the time Bombur makes his way to his brother's new home. In his hands is a large basket of breads, cheese, cold meats, and some bottles of ale. With him is Lifa and their dwarflings.
"I wonder how Bofur is holding up." Lifa asks as she brushes some of her own ginger hair out of her eyes. The dress she is wearing is a deep royal purple, and around her neck is a string of pearls.
"He will be fine." Bombur says with a chuckle. It was agreed that Bifur was going to be with Bofur while Bombur worked in the kitchens this morning. "Bifur is with him."
"That is what I am worried about." Lifa says as she hold the hand of their youngest, Bifa.
"He will be fine. I just hope Oin has something to keep Bofur's nerves calm."
The family shares a laugh as they remember witnessing Bofur faint at Dwalin's reprimand at the beginning of the engagement.
As they turn the corner of the hallway, Bombur sees Fili and Kili with their sons standing outside of Bofur's door.
"Bombur!" Kilian shouts and gives a wave towards the large dwarf and his family.
"Kilian." Kili says to his little doppelganger in an attempt to correct the lad on yelling.
In Kili's arms is the newest dwarfling to the Durin line. At nine months old, little Elleon has a blend of red and brown hair on his little head. His ears are more elf than dwarf, and the young lad definitely takes after his elven mother in body. The boys' eyes though are bright blue with an appearance of hidden wisdom to them. It was his eyes, and the fact that he was born outside under the stars, that had Tauriel and Kili name him Elleon. A very elvish name.
"Do you need help, Bombur?" Fili asks as he makes his way towards Bombur and his family.
"No need, prince. I can manage." Bombur says with a smile on his face.
"Lady Lifa." Fili says before giving her a slight bow.
"Prince." Lifa says before her and her children bow to Fili.
"Come now. We will soon be family. So no more calling Prince. Just Fili will be fine." Fili says with a grin on his face.
Bombur chuckles as his yâsith looks shock at the request. "It is alright, Amral."
"Adad." Balder says as he comes to stand next to Fili.
At 16, the lad is as tall as Fili is and isn't showing signs of stopping. His hair is just as bushy and blonde as his Fili's as well. His navy blue shirt is tight in Balder's shoulders and upper arms. Fili has begun seeing into Balder's lessons with weapons, which has caused Balder to bulk up.
"Is that you Balder? My how much you have grown." Lifa says to the boy.
"Thank you, my lady." Balder says with a bow to her.
"Shall we see how Bofur is doing?" Bombur says quickly. The basket in his arms is starting to become heavy.
"Of course." Fili says as he and Balder step aside to allow Bombur and his family to pass.
"I'll get the door." Kili says as he shifts Elleon so that he can hold the babe with one arm. He knocks on the door before reaching for the handle and opening the door.
Bombur and his family enter first, with Fili and his two sons following. Then Kili and Kilian enter after the rest.
The main living room is large, with a fireplace in the back wall. To the right of the fireplace, is a short hallway which leads to three bedrooms and shared bathing room. To the left of the fireplace is a doorway that leads to a kitchenette.
It is from the hallway that Bifur appears, coming out of a bedroom.
"Bifur! Cousin! How is my nadad holding up?" Bombur calls out before heading towards the kitchenette with the basket.
Bifur growls out a few things, which causes everyone to chuckle.
"So Oin hasn't shown up with the smelling salts?" Kili asks as he shifts his young son in his arms again.
"Has Thorin stopped by yet?" Fili asks as he walks with Balder and Solen towards the kitchenette.
Bifur grumbles out an answer, which surprises everyone.
"So he came by early this morning then left." Fili says before taking a bite out of a roll.
"Aye. He and the lads did." Comes Bofur's voice from the doorway of the kitchenette.
Bofur is wearing deep royal purple robes with a maroon color over shirt. His hair is washed and has a few braids.
"Brother." Bombur says with a smile on his face.
"You look handsome, Bofur." Lifa says with a smile. "We brought food if you are hungry."
Bofur shakes his head. "I don't think anything that I eat now will stay in." He fiddles with the cuff of the maroon over shirt and looks down to the ground.
Outside the Main Throne Room...
Thorin is nervously pacing in the hallway that leads to the main doors to the throne room. As he paces, his deep blue, royal robe billows out behind him; it causes the large symbol of his house on the back of his robe to roll. Thorin is dressed in his finest clothes, which are deep shades of blue that have silver trim. It is less than an hour till he is to give Aliena to Bofur.
"You going to be okay, Adad?" Durin asks as he watches Thorin pace back and forth. Durin is dressed in his finest as well, which matches what his father is wearing but without the long robe. His hair is pulled back in a similar fashion to how Thorin wears his.
Sitting next to Durin on the stone bench is Vân. The small boy has a scowl on his face and has been fiddling with his clothes. Vân hair has been brushed and pulled back into a half ponytail thanks to one of Thorin's hair-clips. The small lad refuses to allow anyone to braid his medium brown hair.
"I will be fine." Thorin says as he turns to face Durin and Vân. "Where is Frerin?"
"With Dwalin." Vân replies softly as he pulls at a string from his black pants. "Why wear scratchy clothes today?"
Thorin smiles at his young son's comment before walking over to the bench. He sits down next to Vân and places a hand over the boys fiddling hands. "We are wearing these clothes because your namad will be joining Master Bofur's house."
Vân looks up at Thorin with his dark brown eyes. Out of all their children, Vân has inherited Inara's dark eyes, and this has caused Thorin to fall to the boy's wishes. Recently, Thorin has taken it upon himself to begin Vân's training with practice weapons. So far, Vân has shown great interest with using a single sword and shield. This has made Thorin very proud of his young son.
"Aliena will be joining her life with Bofur's. That alone is a cause for us to celebrate and be happy for them." Thorin explains to Vân as he pulls a short dagger from his dress boot to cut the string that Vân was pulling on.
"They're coming!" Frerin calls out as he jogs around the corner from a different hallway. His black hair and braids look wind swept, as well as his long robe as well.
Thorin, Durin, and Vân rise from the bench as Fili, Kili, Bombur, and their sons turn the corner. Behind them is Bofur who has Bifur helping him stay standing.
"Is he going to be alright?" Thorin asks Bombur as he greets the large dwarf.
"Aye. We had to give him a few sniffs of smelling salts on the way down here. Nearly passed out on us." Bombur says with a chuckle.
"Should we be worried about him passing out during the ceremony?" Durin asks as he picks up Vân, and allows the boy to lean against him.
"He will be fine." Kili says as he slaps Bofur on the back. "Right, Bofur?"
Bofur's face pales even more, and he sways a little.
"We best be going in before the ladies arrive." Fili says as he shoves Kili forwards to the doors. "Come on, boys."
Balder, Solen, Kilian, Frerin, Durin with Vân in his arms, Bombur, and the rest of them go in. This leaves Thorin to stand outside alone, to wait for Aliena to arrive. As he stands there waiting, he allows himself to remember when he first saw Aliena. How he and the company had been startled by her bursting out from the trees and bushes. The tears that were streaming down her face and crying out for help. Little did he know back then that Aliena would become his little girl.
"Thorin?"
Inara's voice pulls Thorin out of his memory, and his body jerks from being startled.
"Thorin? Are you alright?" Inara asks with concern.
Thorin is speechless at the sight before him. Inara is wearing a deep blue and silver iridescent dress, which had a very low, scoop neckline. The bodice clings to her healthy, hourglass curves. Her brown hair is braided in the dwarven style of royalty. In her braids, are many beads, gems, ribbons, and even a few feathers. In her arms is the newest member of the family, Maiti. Thorin had sent out many missives asking about a missing dwarrowdam, but no one knew who Maiti's amad was. So Thorin and Inara adopted the little girl as theirs.
"I am well, Amrâlimê." Thorin says as he pushes away from the wall that he had been leaning against. He moves close to Inara and Maiti, and places a hand on Maiti's back before giving Inara a quick kiss.
"What had you so lost in thought?" Inara asks after breaking the kiss.
"Just remembering the first time I saw Aliena." Thorin says as he gives Maiti a smile, which she gives in return.
"That was a long time ago. Did you remember it correctly?" Inara teases.
"I may be getting old, but my memory is still intact." Thorin growls out playfully while pulling Inara close to his body.
Inara giggles, and before she can kiss Thorin, someone coughs.
Both royals turn to see who coughed, and see the rest of their family standing there.
Tauriel is wearing a green and brown iridescent dress that flatters her curves. Her red hair has been braided so that all of her loose hair looks to be in a net of braids. Standing next to her is Kelda, who looks like an exact copy of Tauriel except for her brown eyes, which come from Kili. Her auburn hair is done similar to Tauriel's but Kelda's dress is of a sky blue color with a high neckline. Toril is wearing a green dress, and her auburn hair is pulled back into a half bun.
All three give Thorin a smile before entering the Throne room.
Next is Sigrid, who is wearing a pale rose colored dress that has a modest neckline. There are clear crystals stitched onto her dress in Fili's personal Khuzdul symbols. Her hair is pulled back into a single braid that is full of gems and many beads. Next to her is Freya, who is wearing a magenta colored dress. Her hair is left down with a few braids in it.
They too, give Thorin a smile before entering the Throne room next.
Finally there is Dis with Karys and Rìka. Dis and Karys are wearing matching dresses of deep blue with lighter shades of blue as trim. Even their hair is done the same braided style. Thorin and Inara's daughter, Rìka, is wearing a silver dress that has Thorin's family symbol stitched onto it in dark blue. Her hair is done just like Thorin's hair normally is.
"She will be down shortly, Nadad." Dis says as she gives Thorin a quick hug. "You ready, Inara?"
"Of course." Inara replies before turning to look at Thorin. "We will see you in there."
Inara gives Thorin a quick kiss on the cheek before walking with Dis and two little girls to the door of the Throne room.
Thorin watches as they enter the Throne room, and many cheers echo out before the doors are closed again.
"Papa."
Thorin turns and is completely speechless at the young woman who is standing fifteen feet away from him. He sees that her dress is a deep lapis blue color. The bodice of the dress is square in shape with a square neckline as well. The sleeves are long, and at the wrist the sleeves are long and wide. The skirt is similar to an 1860's style in circular shape. The dress has a blend of lapis blue and deep violet trim at the neckline, bottom of the bodice, and the bottom of the skirt. All over the bodice the symbols for Thorin's house are embroidered in a pale grey color. Mixed in with the symbols are feathers and arrowheads, which Thorin knows comes from Inara's heritage. Attached to the shoulders of the dress is a long twelve foot train like cloak. In the middle of the train that drags on the floor, is the emblem for Thorin's family. He watches her carefully as she walks towards him, and sees how well her dress and train cloak move with her.
"Papa? Do I look nice?" Aliena asks with blushing cheeks. This causes Thorin to look at the single sapphire resting just above her cleavage from a silver necklace.
Thorin looks her up and down before a smile appears on his face. He notices that Aliena's hair is braided simply. There are two braids on each side that start at the part of her hair. The braids are then pulled back and then twisted together as they fall onto the rest of her free-flowing hair. Sitting on top of the braids sits the circlet that Thorin had made for Aliena several years ago. It is silver in color with many brown diamonds, sapphires, and mithril.
"You look breathtaking, Hôfukel." Tears start to form in Thorin's eyes and he tries to blink them away.
Aliena lets out a chuckles. "And here everyone thought I would be the one in tears. Oh Papa."
Aliena pulls Thorin into a hug, and allows herself to be held tight by the dwarf. He has been her father since her and mother had come to this world. Though, Aliena does remember some of her life before living here; and yes, she even remembers the man who harmed them was also her father. But this dwarf will always her father. Her Papa. The male who should her how a male is supposed to treat females, and what it means to be loved without conditions.
"I know you will be joining Bofur's family, but you will always be my Hôfukel, Aliena." Thorin whispers to her. Just as he is about to release her from their hug, he feels a soft thump against his abdomen. Releasing Aliena, Thorin steps back, but holding onto Aliena's hands; and gives Aliena a questioning look.
Aliena's blush goes into an even deeper red under Thorin's study of her.
"Aliena?" Thorin asks with a stern voice.
"We didn't want to tell anyone till after the wedding, Papa." Aliena's eyes start to tear up. "You are probably disappointed in me, but I love Bofur. This is what we want. That includes our unborn babe. Please don't be mad at me and Bofur."
Thorin closes his eyes and lets out a sigh. Of all the things Thorin was expecting to hear, this was not one of them. Being told that he is to be a Sigin'adad, was not what he expected. Yet, Thorin finds that instead of being angry, he is happy for Aliena and Bofur. Upon opening his eyes, Thorin shakes his head and allows a smile to grace his face.
"I could never be angry at you, Hôfukel. When I woke up this morning, I was expecting to lose a nathith; but now I know that I am gaining a grandchild. Oh, Hôfukel. I hope you, Bofur, and any little ones you birth, are happy."
Thorin gives Aliena's cheek a kiss, before offering her his arm.
"Are you ready?" Aliena asks as she takes Thorin's offered arm.
"Giving you away? Never. But I can be ready to gain two more family members." Thorin replies.
The doors to the Throne room opened, and Thorin led Aliena inside. They follow the pathway that leads to the Throne of Erebor. There are shouts and cheers coming from many inside of Erebor, who have been able to find a spot to watch.
Standing in front of the Throne, is Bofur and Balin. The royal family and Bofur's family are standing off to the sides of the Throne. It had been decided that Balin was to marry Bofur and Aliena instead of Thorin. This didn't bother Thorin in the least. He was content to with being able to escort Aliena down her aisle as Inara had explained was a custom from where the two were originally from.
Once Thorin and Aliena make it to the steps that lead to the throne, Bofur steps forward to take Aliena's hand. Thorin gives her a kiss on the cheek before stepping off to the side to stand next to Inara and the rest of their children.
The wedding ceremony lasts for a while with Balin playing the wedding official. He recites some of the dwarves blessing in Westron, and adds some of Inara's Huron and Ojibwe blessings as well. As the ceremony comes to the end, all of Erebor is loud with cheers and well wishes for Aliena and Bofur. All of Erebor has no idea that in three and a half more months there will be another celebration that will involve Aliena, Bofur, and their families.
Late Night...
Earlier in the evening the younger children had been sent to bed, and before the locking in of the newlyweds, the older children were sent as well. Now all that were left in the dining halls were the adults who are still partying or passed out drunk.
Thorin and Inara are walking back to their halls from having just seen Aliena and Bofur to their home. Thorin has his yâsith tucked close to his side, with a hand resting on her hip. Earlier in the evening, Thorin had told Inara about their impending grandparent-hood. He was rather surprised to see that Inara was not bothered by the idea, and seemed pleased with it.
"One down. Five more to go." Inara says as she tries to cover a yawn with her free hand.
"Not for a long time still." Thorin says as he places a kiss to Inara's hair. "I pray that Mahal keeps the rest of our offspring from marrying till they are at least in their mid-hundreds."
Inara laughs at her husband's words. She knows that he wants their children to remain children for a long time, but even Thorin cannot stop time or aging.
"It was all so beautiful, Thorin. Remind me to thank Bombur and his kitchen staff for the wonderful food."
"I will." Thorin says as he quietly opens the doors to their halls. "Though I am surprised that Fili and Kili are still merrymaking at this late hour. Their yâsiths are fast asleep in their bedchambers without them."
Their home is dark except for the low burning fire in the fireplace since it is so late. Thorin leads Inara to the stairs, and still holds her close as they go up. They keep walking till they reach their personal rooms. He opens the door, and allows Inara to enter first.
"I am so tired." Inara says as she stumbles towards their bedroom. She tries to reach behind her to try to undo her dress, but isn't able to reach the ties. She keeps up with her attempts as she makes her way into their bedroom.
"Need help?" Thorin whispers from behind her. He had followed her to their bedroom with hooded eyes.
Inara lets out a chuckle before answering. "If you could be so kind."
As Thorin begins to untie the dress, he begins placing open mouth kisses along Inara's neck. As he pushes the dress from Inara's shoulder, his kisses follow the newly uncovered skin. He allows her dress to fall into a pool onto the floor. His hands roam back up from her waist to just in front of her bust line.
Inara lets out a soft moan at her husband's attention.
"This is new." Inara softly says as she feels Thorin begin to undo her corset. "What has gotten you into this mood, Zahgidiwin?"
"This isn't new. We just haven't done this in a while." Thorin whispers against her skin as he turns her so that she is facing him. He kisses Inara deeply as he pulls her close. He grabs the back of her thighs through her shift, and lifts her up.
"Men lananubukhs menu, Amrâlimê." Thorin whispers against Inara's lips as carries her to their bed. He doesn't plan on letting them get much sleep tonight.
Bofur and Aliena's bedroom...
The light from the fireplace casts shadows along the walls of a sparsely decorated bedroom. On the other side of the room is a large, four poster bed that has a large black fur rug sticking out from under it. In the bed is the newly married couple, who are not sleeping.
The couple have already reached their peak together and are now starting to feel the exertions of their coupling.
"We may have ta sound proof the doors, Âzyungâl. The bairn and ya alright? I didna' hurt ya both?" Bofur asks as he catches his breath from his place above his yâsith. He rests his forehead against his new wife's and gives her a cheeky smile.
"We are both fine." Aliena whispers as she looks up into Bofur's eyes. "You didn't hurt us."
"Tha is good lass." Bofur growls out softly before kissing her deeply.
Aliena starts to giggle before breaking their kiss. "I suggest we get some sleep."
Bofur gives her a smile before moving himself off. As he settles himself next to her, he pulls her close so that her bare back is against his bare chest. Placing a hand to cup protectively over where his child is growing, Bofur gently places a kiss against Aliena's shoulder.
"When should we be expectin' tha bairn to come out and join us?" Bofur asks carefully.
"Dis believes I have three or three and a half months till the birth." Aliena says in a groggy voice.
"So Lady Dis and Thorin know then?" Bofur asks as he nuzzles into the back of Aliena's neck.
"Yes. And you don't have to fear Papa. He seemed very okay with it all. As did mother." Aliena says just as she is starting to enter sleep.
Bofur lets a smile grow upon his face before settling himself in for sleep. He plans to keep his yâsith in bed for the next week or so. And hopefully in the coming months, he will be able to enjoy having a little bairn to help raise. Bofur doesn't care what the gender will be, but knows that the babe will be very spoiled by him, Bombur, and Bifur.
So there is the wedding. I tried to keep the ceremony and the reception, but for some strange reason those two things messed with the flow of the chapter.
Also, Tauriel and Kili's new son I wanted to be named Elion, which in Sindarin would have been star son or son of the stars. But I changed the spelling to Elleon. (Like the main Elf Hero from online game TERA Rising.) I really liked the idea of them having another son, who would have had a more elven name.
Reviews are always welcomed and greatly appreciated. Even the negative ones.
Selene
P.S. Look for the next chapter sometime during next week since I am having to rewrite most of it.