This is the start of my first lord of the rings story but its to be tied in with the hobbit as well
It had been sixty years since the journey to reclaim Erebor. Since the loss of Thorin, Fili, and Kili the sons of Durin. Bilbo had returned home, adopted his orphaned nephew Frodo, and allowed Elizabeth a dear friend of his, and of the company to live with him.
Elizabeth had been born princess of Lothlorien. Born to Galadriel and Celeborn, their last child. She had abdicated the throne though had given up her rights as princess to live as a wandering elf, a huntress upon the death of her one.
She had chosen to move to Hobbiton to live with Bilbo and Frodo, having opted to leave behind her memories in Erebor and refusing to live there when her heart no longer beat there.
Bilbo welcomed her with open arms and treated her like a daughter despite what his relative thought of an elf living with him.
But the time was coming Bilbo felt as if the Shire held no sway for him anymore, and had voiced this to Elizabeth as they had sat in front of the hearth. She had understood gave Bilbo a smile and said should he leave then she would follow him for her bow would be his for protection from the dark these days.
Bilbo never spoke the topic again for he knew she was determined to keep her word, but he knew her heart she was growing weary not only of living in the Shire but living on Middle Earth without her one, Thorin Oakenshield who had passed into Mahals halls many years ago.
She thought he had not seen but many a times he had seen her fiddling with the single lonely braid she still wore holding a solitary bead, or grasping a heavy stone ring with a sapphire stone that she wore around her neck, Thorin's ring.
Today was a quiet day though Bilbo sat in his study writing his book, Frodo had taken off to do as he wished, and Elizabeth was on the roof practicing her archery.
Hearing a knock upon the door Elizabeth looked down over the ledge but drew back quickly avoiding yet another relative that came knocking upon the eve of Bilbo's birthday. She paused though she hadn't realized how long she had been practicing til she noticed her silver tipped arrows, a gift from Erebor, were all imbedded in her board.
She couldn't help it though her thoughts lately had been upon those she had lost. The bow in her hands had been Kili's a treasure they had allowed her to keep of his despite having her Lothlorien bow. The quiver she wore upon her back though was from her mother a gift of Lothlorien she had received upon her birthday long ago.
As for a treasure of Fili she was gifted with his spare set of short blades. Thorin's treasures though were special his stone ring he had given her, and the bead in her hair.
Hearing another knock upon the door Elizabeth looked over and smiled seeing Gandalf enter their home. Gathering up her arrows Elizabeth replaced them in her quiver, and swung herself down before entering her home.
Hanging her bow and quiver up Elizabeth entered the room where she heard Bilbo's voice.
"I don't expect to return, in fact I mean not to," was all Elizabeth caught as she stood in the doorway.
"We're leaving then Bilbo?,"
"Huh, oh yes yes my dear pack up and then meet us at the party," Bilbo replied with a smile towards her.
Nodding Elizabeth entered her room. Opening her closet door she removed her pack from within still slightly packed from when she arrived. Taking her time Elizabeth packed her clothes, her items of importence, and other little things she thought she would need within her pack.
When she was fully packed she decided not to join the party instead she opted to sit in front of the fireplace.
"Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
to dungens deep and caverns old,
we must away ere break of day
to seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
while hammers fell like ringing bells,
in places deep where dark things sleep,
in hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and Elvish lord
there many a gleaming golden hoard,
they shaped and wrought, and light they caught
to hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
the flowering stars, on crowns they hung
the dragon fire, twisted in wire
the meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the Misty Mountains cold,
to dungens deep and caverns old,
we must away ere break of day
to claim our long forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold, where no man delves
there lay there long, and many a song
was sung unheard by men and elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
the winds were moaning in the night,
the fire was red, it flaming spread,
the trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in the Dale,
and men looked up with faces pale,
the dragons ire more fierce then fire
laid low their towers and frail houses.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon,
the dwarves they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall,
beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the Misty Mountains grim,
to dungens deep and caverns dim.
We must away ere break of day.
To win our harps and gold from him.," as Elizabeth finished singing Thorin's song she wept quietly for the first time in years missing her one.
A slight brushing of fingers through her ebony hair had her attention and looking up she noticed Gandalf and gave him a small smile though her blue eyes were dim.
"I suppose you think that was terribly clever?,"
"Oh come on Gandalf did you see their faces?," Bilbo replied with a laugh.
"Rings are not to be toyed with, especially magical rings,"
"You right as always," Bilbo said as he gathered his things to leave.
Elizabeth stood noticing a change in Bilbo as he spoke of the ring to gandalf.
"It's mine my own my precious,"
"Precious? It's been called that before but not by you,"
"You want it for yourself!,"
"Bilbo Baggins," Gandalf got stern with him to snap him out of it.
"The ring must go to Frodo,"
"Blbo the ring is still in your pocket,"
"Leave it behind Bilbo we do not need it," Elizabeth said as she waited on the stone path in front of the door for him.
"Goodbye Gandalf,"
"Bye dear Bilbo and Elizabeth," he replied as Bilbo and she started off on their last adventure together.