Dwarves, Dragons and Darkness

by FoundersDaughter

What would have happened on the quest if Thorin had had another sibling? Would it have changed the outcome if they demanded to join? What if that sibling, a sister, had the ability to control magic beyond even what the Elves remembered? This story is mainly rated M for language and possible fight scenes later. Also HP will not happen until later and will only be small mentions.

31. Chapter 31

Disclaimer: I still own nothing!

So I apologise that this isn't a full chapter. Everything has gone a little ass over tea-kettle since the beginning of the year and I really lost where I was going with this story. Having re-read it I've got a few ideas again of where this is going. I hopefully should have a workable chapter up soon as I will be on a 8 hour flight on Tuesday, so plenty of time to write.

I am grateful to all of you that have stuck with this story or who are just reading it for the first time. So to thank you for your patience, here's a little snippet of the chapter coming up (points if you can work out the POV ;) )

FounderDaughter x

"Yer both kings! For t' love of Mahal would ye feckin' pack it in." I snapped out at the panicking pair of royal fuckwits. Fortunately my one was a little more even tempered, although not by much. "Now your ones are waiting in a chamber somewhere within this mountain, I can't tell you where yet, and they are waiting to marry you. Although why they would want either of you whiney messes I don't know." I chuckled as my one spoke. "What do you mean you can't tell us where they are?" The supposed Elven Ice king snapped out, panic flaring in his eyes. "We can't tell ye, coz we quite like where our cocks are, thanking ye. Our Princess Dis is a right scary dwarrowdam."

Thorin chuckled softly, "So our ones are with my sister?" He asked and my one shrugged. "Definitely one of them, possibly both. Although it is possible that one has been kidnapped by the children." I hid my smirk at those words, it could be any combination of the two princes and elves. Thorin frowned at that. "I hate the pair of you." He grumbled and we looked at each other and grinned. "You may hate us now oh King under then Mountain, but you won't in around an hours time." I chuckled as they both paled and began to pace. It was finally sinking in that they were getting married very soon.