Updated November 7th, 2021
Original Authors Note: Alright, this is one of the last fluff chapters you get so enjoy it…while it lasts. See you at the end!
XOXOXO
Chapter Four
"Kili."
The dark-haired dwarven prince shifted quietly in bed and hummed. He felt something poke him in the shoulder and he groaned, batting the nuisance away.
"Come on Ki! Wake up!"
"No." Even as he said it, Kili opened one eye to stair right into the face he knew well, a face that led to shoulders and arms which had a very familiar bundle resting within them. He shut his eyes again, whether it was for trying to go back to sleep or trying to ward off the sleep not even he could say. His head hurt too much to be awake this early if he did not have to be, that much Kili knew.
In fact, as far as Kili remembered, he had nowhere to be until late afternoon. A pair of arms tightened around his waist and he felt something nuzzle into his back before settling once again. It is even too early for his wife.
"What do you want Fi and why do you have my son?" Kili grumbled with his eyes closed.
Fili sighed, rocking the squirming infant he held tightly. "I need your help Kili. Please? And Finli was wide awake when I came in. Thought I would change him for you and Tauri before I woke you up and handed him over for his breakfast."
Kili groaned again and Tauriel chuckled, obviously now awake. She gave his waist another gentle squeeze as she lifted herself enough to rest her chin on his shoulder. She smiled at Fili who was holding a wide awake Finli, her son quite obviously ready for his morning meal.
"This is the part you both gang up on me isn't it." Kili quietly grumbled, still unhappy to be woken before he had even wanted to.
"Right in one little brother. Now get up…and go take a shower. You smell horrible. I don't even know how Tauriel can stand being in the room with you, especially with her enhanced senses. I have been in here for maybe five minutes and that is my breaking point." Fili wrinkled his nose, expressing his distaste for the pungent aroma coming from his baby brother.
Kili now opened his eyes and glared at Fili. "For your information, Tauriel loves my smell."
The elf in question snorted and Kili gave her a betrayed look as he sat up, Tauriel rising to sit directly behind him. "It is more I cannot sleep without you meleth nin, it was either accept it or sleep in another room. I too recommend a shower my most beloved prince." She leaned forward and placed a kiss on his bare shoulder as Kili took Finli from Fili and greeted his son.
Finli was barely a month old, but his connection to his father was clear when he always seemed to calm and settle better when Kili was nearby. However, there was always one exception, and that was when he was hungry, like he was now. So Kili pressed a kiss to his tiny head, and passed him to Tauriel to nurse. Kili then stood and headed towards the bathing room, but stopped and stared at Fili, who was still in the room, likely waiting for an answer from him.
"Fine fine. I will meet you in the sitting room as soon as I am ready. Now go on, get out so my wife can feed my child." Kili pushed Fili out the door to give Tauriel privacy and he ran into the shower to get cleaned up. He really did smell something awful.
Tauriel was still nursing when he came out dressed and ready for whatever his brother had planned, though his hair was still damp, and his braids were in desperate need of being re-done, but they would hold for now. He gave his wife a smile and sat on the bed to pull his boots on before twisting around towards his one, and leaning in for a slow, lingering, morning kiss. Tauriel hummed and he could feel her grin against his lips as she lifted her free hand, not cradling Finli to her chest, and twirled a lock of his damp hair around her finger before releasing it and his lips with a content sigh.
Pulling away, Kili looked down at his little gift. He traced the infant's ear and leaned down to kiss his temple while he continued to suckle. Finli opened his eyes enough to look at Kili but held tight to Tauriel's shift. Kili gave him one last look and gave Tauriel a final kiss on her brow and slid off the bed. Neither really needed to say anything. The 'I love you's were in every look, kiss, and smile they gave each other.
"There are herbs for you on the entrance table. Mix them in…" Tauriel quietly murmured before Kili could walk out the door.
"Hot water and let them steep. Thank you amralime. I will see you later." Kili gave his small family one more lingering look and stepped into the sitting room where Fili was pacing and mumbling to himself. Without a word, Kili made for the herbs and nodded with his head to the door, the blonde quietly following him out and to the kitchen.
Dis sat at the table and gave both of her boys a smile, pushing some fresh muffins towards them. "Thorin said you might be here. You had quite a morning Fili, it would seem." She smiled as Fili kissed her on the head, followed by Kili who also grabbed a mug, filling it with hot water from the kettle for his herb mix from his wonderful wife. She always knew what he needed, how had he ever survived without her he did not know, nor was he ever planning on finding out.
With his steeping drink, Kili slumped into a chair and grabbed a warm muffin, giving it an appreciative sniff before shoving the entire baked good into his mouth in one go.
"Don't slouch Kili! And chew! There is no need to inhale it." Dis wacked him on the knee. Kili groaned and sat forward, only earning himself a stern look from his mam. "If you cannot handle the morning after, don't drink yourself stupid in the evening." She added, making sure to give him an expression filled with disapproval.
Kili closed his eyes and moaned. "Mam, it's too early. Can you save the lecture for a more decent hour?" He heard her tutting, but she obliged and said nothing more. Kili waited for a few minutes and opened his eyes, then began slowly drinking his herbal tea. Instantly, the throbbing behind his eyes began to turn to a dull pressure. Mahal, he loved his wife.
Feeling a bit more like himself, with the help of Tauriel's concoction and some food, Kili leaned forward and staired at his brother. "So, what do you need?"
Fili grinned. "I am going to ask Viltarra for her hand."
Kili beamed widely, his eyes lighting up in excitement. "Really!? Wow Fi. That is wonderful." He immediately stood and stepped over to his brother, pulling him into a tight embrace. "Alright, I am yours for whatever you need. How can I help?" Kili pulled away and sat beside Fili on his end of the table.
Fili sighed. "I can forge swords, axes, and all manner of building materials, but you are the master jeweler. I was hoping I could use your help and skills making her an engagement gift…I just don't know what to make her. I wanted to stop by and speak to Vin, presenting him my contract and ask for his permission to marry Viltarra, then once I get it, I will see if he can direct me in something she will love. I know Viltarra. I know she is not into a lot of the flashy, sparkling things most dams would want, so I want to do this right and see what he suggests."
Kili clapped Fili on the shoulder. "You know her brother, just make her something from the heart. I doubt she would say no to you regardless of what you give her."
"I said GO!" There was a shuffling noise from the door followed by a snort and a groan as the great king under the mountain stepped in looking beyond frustrated. Thorin looked at his family sitting around the table. "Did I not tell that elf this, beast, was not to be allowed in the mountain?" He glared down at the cream and tan colored Hiril, who was nudging his leg with her head then lifting her large grey eyes to the dwarven king.
"It appears she likes you uncle." Fili grinned earning a glare from the surly king.
Dis gave her brother a smirk and pointed to the chair. "Your nephew has something to say."
Thorin eyed both Fili and Kili warily. He was not sure he was ready for anything one of them might say. He turned his head to Fili when the blonde cleared his throat. He was slightly ashamed to admit he actually relaxed a little. Fili tended to be a bit more…reasonable…in his requests than his brother.
Kili rose and filled another cup with herbs and passed it to Thorin who looked at it, then back at his nephew who gestured to the cup. "Tauriel's herbal tea…for the headache." Thorin nodded in appreciation and began sipping the hot brew. He sighed happily when the tension in his head eased, then turned his blue eyes to Fili, waiting.
Fili stood and sat beside Thorin, ignoring the warg pup who whined when he walked past. The blonde prince lifted a hand where a scroll sat enfolded in his fingers. He passed the scroll to his uncle and patiently waited for Thorin to open it.
"I met with Balin last night…" Fili began, "…and I would greatly appreciate your support in my asking for Viltarra's hand."
Thorin's eyes went wide, and he looked from his nephew to the parchment. If they were in a normal family, he would care less the choices his nephews made. However, they were not a normal family. Whomever Fili and Kili chose as their life partners would have major responsibilities and expectations to fill.
Kili already went a wayward rout, though he could not have personally chosen a better mate and companion for his younger, more reckless nephew. Despite Tauriel being an elf, even he himself loved her as his own. Besides, they had both already proven their worth to the royal family and began solidifying the future of the Durin bloodline. Little Finli is, perfect beyond all measure. Thorin could not stop the proud smirk that filled his face at the thought of his little granddwelfing.
If Mahal didn't want elvish blood to mix with dwarvish, he would not have sent Tauriel back, or declared her to be Kili's one and soulmate. So, if it was his will that Finli take the throne of Erebor and the dwarven people after Fili, then who was Thorin to stop it. Not that he would anyway. He certainly was changed, for the better he would like to think.
Feeling something wet on his leg, Thorin looked down to see that the warg had placed her head on his knee and was drooling. Make that, slightly changed. He still was in no way happy to have a warg in his mountain, or his kitchen.
Ignoring the beast Thorin scanned the contract. It was of course perfect. Balin knew what he was doing, and the king trusted the dwarrow explicitly. He turned his blue eyes up to the pair matching his own. "Are you certain this is what you want? Fili, it was not long ago she was in a cell. Think about her too. Her life would be completely different. You may have grown up in exile, but we still ran Ered Luin as our own kingdom and you and your brother trained not just as warriors, but as future leaders. Even Tauriel was no stranger to a role with royalty. Are you ready to pull her into a situation she may not be born for or comfortable with?"
"That is not fair uncle." Fili straightened. "First of all, just because someone is born something, does not mean they could not adapt to a life outside their normal. Tauriel is evidence of that as an elf among dwarves." He paused but seeing Thorin had not stopped him, pressed on. "I would also like to request that you please stop connecting Viltarra to what happened with Tauriel. I will not say again she had nothing to do with it. Second, we grow best when we are taken out of our elements. She will have a lot to learn, but she is not incapable of doing or learning it. Viltarra is, she is brilliant. If Tauriel can go from being an elven captain of the guard, to a trusted and beloved member of our family who has learned and mastered Khuzdul and our ways almost better than some of the elders, why cannot a baker learn the finer points of dealing with visiting leaders and how to give a speech? She may never be or match mam or Tauriel in natural instincts to rule and lead, but, she has other skills and talents that will complement our family."
Fili felt Kili's proud smile and he heard Dis sniffle. "Furthermore, uncle, I will have no other. Viltarra is my one. If you do not accept my choice, I hereby relinquish my title, crown, and all that goes with it to Kili and Finli."
Kili immediately straightened. "Fi NO! I'll not accept that. Uncle..."
Thorin waived his hand to stop Kili's protests and he sat quietly watching Fili. He already made a decision, but before he gave it, he just wanted to take in the confident being before him that he helped raise. He may not fully agree or like Fili's choice, but, he honestly could never deny his nephews, his sons, anything. Fili will be king, and, if Viltarra's attachments were anywhere near as strong as Fili's own were to her, she would one day be queen. He could do worse. Thorin would never wish a solitary life on anyone who has found their one. It is a difficult and deeply sorrow filled road to be without the one who completed you, the one Mahal sent for you. Dis knew...and he knew.
The father in him gave Fili a proud smile and he stood as he pulled his nephew forward so their foreheads would meet. "If this is what you wish, you have my blessing."
Fili released a breath and pulled Thorin into a grateful embrace. "Thank you. Thank you adad. I cannot...this is...thank you."
Thorin chuckled and pushed Fili back. "Now, I believe tradition dictates your next stop is her fathers." He took a seat once again and finished off the brew Kili had given him, also accepting a muffin from Dis.
Fili nodded. "It is, I sent Kaw down to request a meeting. It would be my greatest desire to have you and mam there."
Thorin grinned over the rim of his mug. "Is it to ensure success? I cannot imagine many denying a prince, let alone one who brought a king along with him."
"Ah, yes Thorin, but you forget, a father of a daughter is much more formidable then even the most, intimidating, of kings."
Dis laughed and Thorin twisted enough to narrow his eyes at Naurfaer who had just walked in having helped Aeodhen make sure all guests made it out of the mountain safely that morning. "I said no warg in my mountain!"
"It was blizzarding Thorin! Besides. I see even you cannot resist her charms." The elf indicated to where Thorin's hand was patting the warg behind the ears as said creature had her eyes closed and head resting once again on his knee.
The king grumbled and ceased his hand, rising from his seat and made for the door, Hiril following instantly. "No! Cease, stop, stay!"
The warg remained close behind him and took another step forward to follow. Thorin growled. "I'gim! Binignigî!" He shouted in frustration. The warg cocked her head to the side, then plopped on the ground in a perfect sit, and stayed.
The room fell quiet. Kili gaped and turned his eyes from Hiril to his uncle. "Did she just, listen to what you said in..."
"Khuzdul, yes. Yes she did. Who taught her that?" Thorin glared at Naurfaer.
Naurfaer dropped his smile when the group all turned accusing eyes towards him. "It was not me, she has a mind of her own, besides, I am not the only one to have visited her outside. I believe Bofur and Bombur quite often brought her scraps." He then turned to Fili. "Don't you have someone to meet?"
Diversion accepted and Fili nodded. "Can you come to Ki? If Vin agrees, I want to get started on that gift right away."
"Anywhere you need me, I am there. Always brother." Kili easily responded.
Naurfaer watched as the family filtered out. "May luck follow your conquest!" He shouted as the door closed behind them. He shook his head and reminisced about how he had enjoyed scaring Fendyyr to the inch of his immortal life when he had asked for Ithildin's hand. He missed his children. With this thought, Naurfaer grabbed several of the remaining muffins and a tray of tea before heading to Tauriel and Kili's chambers. Perhaps if he cannot have his daughter, he could work on his relationship with his granddaughter.
"Well, are you going to knock or just stand there staring at the wood?" Fili glared at his uncle who chuckled. It was rare, extremely rare, to see a nervous Fili. The prince usually was immaculately composed almost to a fault.
Rolling his eyes at his uncle, Kili placed a comforting hand on Fili's tense shoulder. "We are here for you Fi. You were with me when I asked for Tauriel's hand. Truly, it is not so bad as you may think."
"KILI! You asked THORIN! This is in no way the same!" Fili glared at his idiot brother who went to Thorin to get permission to ask Tauriel for her hand…Thorin…the dwarf who raised him. His brother has NO idea what he was going through having to ask a father permission to marry his daughter. Then again, Kili is so Mahal forsakenly endearing, he doubts his brother would have any issue getting any father's permission.
Kili gave a bashful smile but shrugged. "Still, Vin is one of the kindest dwarrow I have ever met, and both him and Tarrah adore you. You have literally nothing to be concerned of. Get in there and get your one, or shall I get Tauriel?"
Fili's eyes widened. Very few had the ability to boss Fili, son of Dis around. Tauriel, as it would seem, was among the only who housed such a talent. Apart from Viltarra of course. TAURIEL! How did he not think to have his sister by his side?!
Fili turned to Kili, staring at his brother. "I can't do this now! I forgot Tauriel! We have to go back." He moved to leave but Kili grabbed him by the collar yanking him back.
"Oh no you don't." Fili glared at Kili, but the youngest son of Durin was unphased. "Fi, she is feeding Finli. If you must have her here, I can go retrieve her, but know she is with you even when she is not. You know you have her support and her faith in you." Fili gave his brother a look and nodded. He took a breath, adjusted his tunic and vest, then knocked.
Vin of course was waiting for them, though he was rather surprised to see nearly the entire royal family at his chamber door. Fili stepped in and looked around the quiet sitting-room.
Seeing the young prince take in his surroundings, Vin gave Fili a questioning look. "If you are looking for Viltarra or her mother, they are at the bakery. What is all this about? Your message said you wished to meet with me specifically. Is everything alright? Viltarra seemed quite upset last evening when she returned home. That would not have been your fault, would it?"
Ah, right, yes. Fili forgot. Vin and Tarrah had retired just before Fili pulled her to the dance floor. "It was just, a misunderstanding. I assure you. I will speak to her." He gave Vin a small smile.
Vin nodded and waited. He looked between Thorin who was giving him a hard look, Dis who was watching Fili, and Kili who had some oddly endearing but goofy grin on his face. He was at a complete loss, at least until he felt a piece of rolled parchment enter his hand.
Fili stood tall and proud, adopting his more…regal…voice as he spoke. "Vin, son of Hyrik, I come forward to you with a contract to gain your approval for…asking Viltarra for her hand in marriage."
Vin gave an 'Oh' sound and looked to the parchment. Honestly, his family was much less, traditional, then most dwarrow. A contract was certainly not necessary. Vin knew with one look how much Fili loved his daughter, despite whatever quarrel they were having at the moment, and would be more than proud to have the lad in his family. Even if his uncle was…Vin cast his eyes back on Thorin who stood with his arms folded and chin held proud…more than intimidating, he finished his thought.
However, Vin was not sure he wanted to make this easy for the prince. "Are you sure this is what you want? My daughter has been through a lot to get to where she is at. Can you assure me she will have the love and support not just from you, but from your family as well? If something were to happen to Tarrah and I, I want to know she will be well cared for."
"Allow me to assure you, once someone joins this family, they are solidly under the protection of the sons of Durin. Your daughter will be given all she needs, both in guidance and support." Vin nodded at Thorin whose deep voice was filled with only true honesty.
The baker stood quietly running his hand through his beard. "Viltarra is no royal dam, neither is she accustomed to politics. Will she have the support she needs to succeed in a role among your family?" Vin looked around at not just the rulers of Erebor, but of all the dwarven clans entirely. "It is no small position she will be stepping into. I am certain there are many dams who dreamed of finding a lord or prince to wed, but not my Viltarra. Her aspirations were much more simple. Will she be given a chance, and the tools she needs to take on such a heavy mantel?"
Thorin nodded. "I cannot say it will be easy for her, but she will not be alone in any aspects of her position. We, Dis and I, do not give Kili, Fili, or Tauriel any task we are not certain they are incapable of completing. Neither do we let them go without the means to succeed. Viltarra will have all she needs, training, guidance, and someone to help with anything she may require. We work together in this family." Thorin looked at Fili and smiled, his nephew grinning his appreciation.
Vin nodded. "What about moral support? It is one thing for her to have guidance, but, when she does not meet the hefty expectations, will she be condemned? My daughter may not appear to be a sensitive soul, but, she carries her hurts and failures deep. She needs more than someone to teach her and train her. I need to know that she will have a kinship among you, friendships."
This time, Kili stepped forward. "She already has a friend and sister in Tauriel. My wife speaks only of love for Viltarra. I will add my own voice to such matters. Fili accepted Tauriel with no conditions, no judgments, and has acted as her brother from the moment she entered the gates of Ered Luin. I promise you the same with Viltarra from me. I welcome her into my life as a sister just as Fili welcomed Tauriel."
Fili turned watering eyes to his brother, more than touched for the support he always gave him. Kili gave him a bright smile in return as both princes looked to Dis who nodded her own approval.
"My children's happiness is all I ever wish. She will have my support as well, in anything she may need." Well, it was not much, but Fili would accept it from his mam. Still the overprotective mother, she will always be.
The crowned prince's heart was pounding when he turned his eyes back to Vin, who still looked as if he was considering the request. So, Fili stepped up to Vin and placed a hand on his forearm, giving him an earnest look. "I swear to you Vin, with everything I am, that my life's goal will be Viltarra's true happiness. She will always come first in my life. Every need within my means to meet, will be fulfilled. She will never want for anything, love, companionship, support, friendship, she will have it all and more. I echo my uncle when I say it won't be easy for her. No royal role is easy. It takes time, practice, and training. But she is not being asked to put a crown on tomorrow and meet with diplomats, she will only ever do what she is comfortable doing."
Fili removed his hand and placed it over his heart. "With all my heart, I love Viltarra, she is my one sent from Mahal, I know that without a doubt. I know what I am asking is…more than difficult. She is your only daughter. But, maybe, you can see you too are gaining. We are not removing her from your family, rather, merging our families together as one. I wish nothing more than to have her by my side in this life, and the next. So, Vin, will you give me permission to bond our families together through marriage to your daughter?"
Vin stood quietly. Three sets of identical Durin blue eyes and one intense set of brown stared unblinkingly at him, waiting for his answer. The father of Viltarra looked down at the contract and scanned the document. Promises and pledges inked down for all to see filled the long piece of parchment. Without a word, Vin turned to the small desk, took a quill, and signed his name at the bottom before passing it back to Fili.
"You are lucky I am the easy one. If you would have had to get Tarrah's permission, this would go well into the night. Of course you have my blessing, and I know my wife stands with me on any decision I make, so do not worry for her support as you already have it." Vin gave Fili a firm hug. "When will you ask her?"
Fili shifted nervously, eyeing his brother before looking back to Vin. "Actually, I have one last thing to do, and I was hoping for some advice."
Vin gave him a curious look. "Alright. Ask away."
Rolling the parchment up in his hands, Fili thought about how to ask, but nothing seemed right, so he sighed and just decided to let his mouth do the talking. "I need to make her an engagement gift with my own hand. Ki's helping me but I…"
"Don't know what to make?" Vin finished. Fili nodded and Vin laughed. "My daughter has never been like any other lass, but, there is one thing she has a severe weakness for. Although I must say, that after that fiasco several months ago, it has been…well, it is easier to show you. Come."
It was not just Fili who followed the baker down the hall, but a curious Kili, Dis, and Thorin as well. Vin led the small family down the hallway and stopped at Viltarra's door. Fili knew Tauriel had been in here with Leotti on several occasions, but, for proprieties sake…and direct orders from his mother, Fili has never seen Viltarra's personal bed chambers; only Vin and Tarrah's when he came to retrieve her for the festival last evening.
Vin opened the door, and everyone leaned in to get a peek. "Great Mahal above, who would have guessed!" Kili exclaimed under his breath.
Fili looked away from Kili and stepped into the room. The very flower themed room. Flower paintings, flower embroidered pillows, a hand sewn patchwork flower quilt, and even a few small keepsakes were scattered around the room. It was not ostentatious, but so obvious of what Viltarra loved.
Fili spied two large books on the bed, and he quickly made for them. They were much too thick to be a journal, so he felt no shame in opening one up. Inside was some catalog of pressed flowers with their names and places found written in Viltarra's neat handwriting.
"My daughter may not be big on dresses, fashion, and jewelry, but, she can never resist a flower. Usually goes out of her way in all seasons to brighten the place up with any brightly colored plant she can find. Though, since the Morning Glory incident, she has kept to herbs, as they are safer. It's been a rough season for her."
Fili noticed a spot where it had 'Morning Glory. Greenwood' written but it appeared the plant itself had been ripped out. He looked to his uncle with a raised brow, the king piercing his lips refusing to admit or concede anything. Durin stubbornness at its best. At least his mam seemed to be a bit more, chagrined, for her judgments having seen what she has.
An idea popped in his head and Fili closed the book. "Kili, can you get some sketching paper and meet me at one of the small forges?
"Got an idea brother?" Kili beamed.
Fili smiled wide and nodded. "Oh aye."
Before he turns to leave, however, Fili grasps Vin's hand tightly. "Thank you."
Vin nodded and smiled. He was not exactly ready to give up his little gem, but, if he had to lose her to anyone…might as well be the next ruler of their people. Fili is a good lad though, so, he thinks his Viltarra made a good choice. He does have some cleaning up to do, but, he knows Fili is an honorable dwarf, and will treat his daughter right.
Without saying another word, the brothers left so that Vin could get back to the bakery and Dis with Thorin could begin preparations for the mountain's own celebration of Yule tonight.
Hours later found Kili rocking Finli as he sat atop the counterspace in a work area Thorin had gifted him some months ago. It had been a surprise when Thorin led him down and opened the door, proclaiming, "A master of his craft deserves a place to work. Why don't you take this as your own."
Since then, Kili has spent a lot of time down here with Tauriel, and sometimes alone when she was with Leotti and Viltarra.
Kili smiled at the memory, he had been truly touched by his uncle's thoughtfulness. He had a pile of sketches, plans, and ideas of projects he was looking forward to getting into. His Tauriel was in great need of some new jewelry, though she does not know this yet. His wife hated being draped in baubles and all manner of ornamentation. Regardless, he was going to make her a chest full.
The young prince looked down at Finli, whose eyes were following his father's finger as the infant gripped it tightly, gurgling and cooing as Kili used his fingers to lead Finli's little arm in a circular motion.
Tauriel had asked Kili to watch him so she could assist Dis in preparations for that evening, and Kili was all too happy to take his son. He looked up from Fin and watched his brother who was slouching over the drawing table looking quite despondent.
The younger brother frowned when Fili let out a foul word in Khuzdul while crumpling up the parchment he was sketching on moments ago and tossed it to the ground, where it landed among a pile of several others just like it. "Why is it I can make a dagger, a sword, mahal even tools, but not this!"
"Fi, you need to give yourself more credit. Jewelry making is a difficult art." Fili gave his brother a withering look and Kili chuckled as he jumped from the counter and passed his gurgling son to said son's uncle. "Take."
Fili accepted the bundle as Kili looked around the floor. He picked up several wadded-up pieces and looked them over. He grabbed for the quill-pen but Fili tried whacking his hand away. "No Ki! I am supposed to do it! You are here for consulting only."
But Kili was not having it. "Fi. Stop being stupid. If I were to make Tauriel a sword or some daggers, who would I go to for assistance?"
Fili set his jaw in defeat.
"Exactly. Now let me help. These are very good, you just need to make some alterations to make them work." Grabbing two sketches that were only partially done, Kili placed one on-top of the other and merged them. He added a few necessary pieces for structure, a place for a hidden clasp, and with one more scour of the pile, added an element from an earlier discarded plan to bring it all together cohesively. Giving the sketch a once over, he made one final minor adjustment, then placed the finished plan on the table before Fili, and held his arms out for his son.
Wordlessly, Fili passed Fin…who had fallen asleep in his arms…to Kili, and lifted the parchment from the table to get a closer look at the design. "Ki. This…this is EXACTLY how I pictured it! You are, just…thank you Kili."
Kili gave Fili a small smile. "Don't thank me brother. That is your work. I only helped you along with putting it all together. You still need to secure the materials and make it. Shouldn't take more than a week to complete."
A week. A week and Fili will have the gift ready to ask for Viltarra's hand. Mahal, how was he going to keep it together until then. He would need to make sure the family kept it quiet. Fili sighed…Naurfaer will be the biggest problem. Hopefully the elf will be able to contain himself long enough for Fili to put a plan together on how to ask her. Once the pendant was complete that is.
"If I were you, I would speak to master Uhldon." Kili added after a moment. "He knows what supplies we have and can get you the metals you will need. Any idea what you want to use?"
Fili thought for a moment then nodded. "Rose gold." He finally answered.
"Oh, good choice. Rare but I think it would suit both Viltarra and this piece." With one arm cradling the sleeping Finli, Kili bent over and scratched some information on a ripped piece of parchment. He looked at the drawing, then wrote a few more things down and passed it to his brother.
"This should be the main precious metals you will need to smelt together. If we go now, we can hit the treasury on the way up for some jewels. Once Finli here wakes, he will be hard pressed to calm without a meal, so let's go see about picking some gems while the grace of Mahal keeps him asleep." Fili gave Kili a grateful smile and the brothers left Kili's workspace.
The guard at the door of the treasury grunted, but let them in without much question. They were after all, the heirs to the throne…and the vast fortune within the mountain's walls…so they were among the very, VERY few who were allowed in. With Kili's expert help, the pair ended up spending the better part of an hour finding the perfect jewels to compliment his dam, and the rose gold which would house them.
There were many things Fili was. Brave, kind, courageous…stupid...his mind added in. The dwarven prince huffed at the perfect imitation of Leotti's voice factoring in the last characteristic. Was his mind wrong though? Not likely. Especially if he thought for even a moment that he could occupy himself and avoid going to resolve whatever issue the couple had last evening.
The young prince thought that if he put it off, and gave her some distance…maybe the problem would just…go away on its own. Ha. Distance. It has only been a few hours and Fili's feet brought him here on their own accord…well, okay. That was not true either, he was sent down here by his mam. He was kidding himself though, if for one moment he thought he would not have ended up down here, regardless of the reason, before nightfall anyway. Fili hated both of the ideas that he would not see Viltarra for Yule, and that she may still be angry with him. Mahal, he knows how to butcher things.
Fili watched Viltarra from afar, she was pushing a lock of hair, which had fallen out of her customary working bun, away from her face. Forges she was beautiful. He could not wait to be able to ask her to be fully his. He shifted in place as he looked down at the boxes in his hands. He had just finished wrapping his gifts, when his mam came to him wanting to make sure Viltarra knew she was invited to the family's private Yule celebration. He spoke sternly to everyone to not say a word or give a hint about his plans.
Fili quickly added Naurfaer to the list of beings to keep away from Viltarra when the elf would not stop smiling and even began going over ideas for the wedding. Mahal, he has not even asked yet. He was, however, rather proud of his mother who had even gone so far to get Viltarra a gift quite similar to the one she got Tauriel. Maybe, everything will be alright.
The young, crowned, prince, took a deep breath, which may in fact end up being his last…knowing his dam was still angry with him. How could he not know? Not only was she astutely ignoring him, despite him standing in plain sight just feet from the bakery, but there was also a rather painful clue from Leotti, who came right up to him and kicked him in the shin….hard…before muttering, "Allakh! Just complete allakh!" Then stalked away angerly. That little dam will be the death of him.
"What do you want Fili, or are you going to just, stand and stare." Viltarra finally huffed when her last customer stepped away from the display.
Definitely not the welcome he was wanting, but he supposed he deserved that. "I won't complain about the view, that is certainly true." He waited for her to laugh, but she just continued to wipe the display with extra vigor, while Vin and Tarrah looked on behind.
Vin pointed to his daughter and mouthed 'apologize' before Tarrah whacked him with a towel and shoved him into the kitchen. But the elder baker could still be seen peeking out the large glassless window, watching them.
Taking a breath, Fili looked down at his one. "Listen. I wanted to apologize."
"Oh really." Viltarra threw the rag to the counter beside the display and folded her arms, one eyebrow raised in annoyance. "Do you know what for?"
Fili sighed and placed the boxes he was carrying down, lifted the counter to the inside of the family's bakery, and stepped inside. He hesitated, but took her hands in his. "First of all, I apologize for not communicating that I was to dance with others last evening. I realize if I had prepared you, it would have seemed less like I was neglecting you for other females."
Viltarra nodded. It was true, if he had at least spoken to her about it, she would not have been sitting there wondering where she went wrong. "Go on."
"I also wanted to tell you, that I do love you, and I apologize it took me so long to say it out loud. You, are my world Viltarra." Fili released one of her hands only to lift it and stroke her cheek tenderly. "There was not one single moment last evening, that I did not wish it was you in my arms. I have no desire for another. I only want you."
Viltarra looked into Fili's eyes, and only saw the truthfulness in his words. "Thank you Fili, I believe you." She finally said, after a moment. Then, Viltarra looked into his eyes and leaned in close, her lips grazing his ear as she spoke. "And…I love you too." She leaned back and smiled, but not before she placed a kiss on his cheek. "I do not believe I responded last evening, but, I love you, Fili. My feelings are the same as yours, as I want none other than you, as you are, by my side through the good…and the bad. I am certain will have our fair share of quarrels, since we come from very different backgrounds, so there will be clashing. But that means nothing as long as we work through it, together."
Fili smiled wide. For a split moment he almost said sod it to the pendant, and begged her to marry him right here. But, he wanted that to be special, and not part of the aftermath of an argument. So, he tamped down the desire and placed his forehead against hers. "I did come down here for a reason, apart from wishing to see you." Fili sighed. "But before I go into detail, I have one more thing I wish to apologize for."
Fili felt her brows furrow where their heads were connected so he felt he should simply say it. "I am truly, and deeply sorry for not ending the night like this." Viltarra gasped when his lips suddenly slammed onto hers. She felt his arms tighten and pull her flush against him while he drank from her lips like a starving dwarf.
Viltarra groaned and pulled back when fluttering caught her ears followed by a croaking that sounded oddly like, "Pretty bird."
Kaw. It would be Kaw who would interrupt them. But Kaw was not alone.
"There you are Fili. Dis and the family is waiting to enter the hall together." Naurfaer beamed and leaned against the outside counter. Something cream colored caught Viltarra's gaze and she looked down to see the warg puppy, panting, and drawing quite the attention within the marketplace.
"You got Thorin to allow Hiril to come inside? How did you do that?" Viltarra released Fili instantly, lifted the counter, and knelt down to scratch the pup. She may not be a big raven dam, but how can any being resist such a face as Hiril's? The warg pup rubbed her wet nose on Viltarra and gave her tail a wag as she was pet.
Now Fili felt abandoned. He crossed his arms and glared jealously at the warg who was getting HIS attention. That thing will die by his blade if she does not stop soon. Fingering a dagger in his pocket, Fili nearly pulled it out when Naurfaer glared darkly at him. "Don't even think about it."
Fili gave him his best innocent look but Naurfaer rolled his eyes. "You think I was born yesterday? I see that look. Jealousy is not a good color on you, and don't kill my warg."
"FILI!" Viltarra stood and gave him a look and Fili shifted under her gaze.
Fili let go of his dagger and clapped his hands together. "Right. Dinner. You are coming right? Mam might have given me a message on my way down to ensure you knew that you are invited to the family's personal Yuletide celebration tomorrow, which includes dinner. Your parents should come too. She also wanted to see if you were coming to the feast tonight, it is not a requirement, but, I would very much like you by my side."
Viltarra looked down at her flour coated frock, Fili catching her gaze as she lifted her eyes. She was nearly about to decline when Fili grabbed her hand before she could say anything. "Hey, how about we stop by your chambers. You can have a quick moment to freshen up if you like, and we can join the family together. I am certain they won't mind." Sighing, Viltarra was about to shake her head when her mother stepped in as she always did.
"Go on Viltarra, your father and I have a few things to finish up. We will eat here." Tarrah looked to Vin who nodded in agreement, his hands already full of the few baked goods they did not sell. Those always went to Bombur in the kitchens to disperse however he wished. Some went to sick or ailing dwarves who could not make it to feasts, others went to the animals. Dwarves, do not believe in wasting. Everything has a use.
Viltarra looked unsure. "Mam, it's the night before Yule. We should be together."
"Nonsense, it is only dinner." Tarrah shook her head and smiled. "You will be home after for dessert. Go on. Don't keep the king, or your prince waiting."
Viltarra looked from her parents to Fili and Naurfaer. "Alright. But don't worry about stopping off at my chambers. I will have to do as is." She patted down her frock releasing the loose flour and pulled her hair out of the bun, the thick waves instantly falling into place.
"I will take you any way I can get you." Fili murmured, and could not help but pull her into a quick kiss before taking her hand, then grabbing his packages which he had brought with him to pass to the company who would all be at the hall for dinner. Soon, the small group, with raven and warg in tow, was making their way to the family and feast.
Dinner, just as the evening before, was filled with music, laughter, and lots of food. Many of the dwarrow with families and small children will be taking meals in their rooms on Yule, so tonight was the celebration of being together.
Thorin even gave a quick speech about the importance of unity and treasuring the gifts we have in the families and friends beside us. Dis was batting tears away and Tauriel was leaning against Kili who held Finli. As Fili dropped a kiss to Viltarra's temple, he could not help but feel a sense of completeness he had never felt before. One week. He told himself. One week.
For the most part, the entire mountain was shut down to celebrate the holiday. Meals had been pre-prepped and sent out so the kitchens where closed giving Bombur and his teams time off. There were a few who were essential, such as those who cared for the animals, but they happily completed their responsibilities, and took the rest of the day to rest. Even the guards were set in only two-hour rounds maximum. They would switch out after their allotted time, and given the remainder of the day off.
Chambers throughout Erebor were filled with family and friends tearing open gifts and making themselves quite merry. Even the royal wing was filled with laughter and joy as Kili was given a hand made comb from Fili, Tauriel received a new, emerald green, hand knitted hooded shawl from Dis, and Thorin smiled at the framed drawing of his grandson Kili had made him for his office.
Even Viltarra was a part of the joy, as she sat smiling between Fili's legs and fingering the ruby red shawl Dis had made for her, then laughed when Fili scowled at the warg who was licking his hand from where she had plopped beside Viltarra. He did brighten, however, when he received a rather heavy box from his sister.
"And…what could this be little sister?" Fili lifted his eyes to Tauriel who smiled wide and lifted a brow.
"You will never know, unless you open it muindor, but I must say, it has been quite the feet keeping it from you for as long as I have had it." The eleth teased.
Kili looked at his wife knowingly and simply watched his brother. He was opening yet another gift himself for Finli, who was in his lap. The infant prince received quite the hoard from the company.
Fili eyed the box for a moment more, then lifted the lid and gasped.
Viltarra turned and rose up onto her knees to peer inside the box, then gave Tauriel a questioning look. "That, is quite a lot of daggers."
"They are mine." Fili answered in awe, as he reverently fingered the contents of the box. "When we first came through Mirkwood, we were imprisoned. They took all of our things, including every one of my daggers. Some of which I've had since I was very, very young." He perused through the contents, then pulled out a blade that was worn but in good condition. "This was the first blade I received, when I was six. Uncle, made it for me." Fili lifted his eyes to Thorin and smiled, Thorin returning the smile easily.
"How did you get these?" Fili looked back to Tauriel who was smiling softly.
"For Kili's birthday, I wished to procure his bow from Thranduil…which I did. He did one better, however, and sent everything." Tauriel leaned forward and lifted another larger, but flat, box and gave it to Thorin, who already had a good idea what was inside. "I thought for Yule, I would give everyone their things back as part of my gift."
Thorin too opened the box and grinned at his sword and axe stripped from him. He loved his new blade, but, there was something…nostalgic…about having the sword he had began his journey with back in his possession.
Thorin stood, and pulled Tauriel into a tight embrace. "Thank you, nâtha."
"Adum-zu, adad." Tauriel responded softly. She pulled away only to be tackled by Fili, who had somehow extracted himself from Viltarra…who was laughing at the scene…and cleared the floor in a few bounding steps to lift the surprised eleth into his arms.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Fili repeated over and over. Tauriel simply tightened her arms around him and nodded her head, pulling away to smile brightly at the dwarf who, in every way possible, was her brother.
The boxes also had their clothes, cloaks, and some armor as well. Fili spent more than an hour showing off his blades to Viltarra, who seemed more interested in the stories behind each piece rather than the blade itself.
The remainder of the day was filled with stories, food, and quiet time to simply be together. Dis even sat with Tauriel and Viltarra, showing them her new book from Thorin on local plants. She had been wishing to start her own garden plot in the green room, and both Thorin and Tauriel worked together to procure some seeds, tools, and a book on local plants and how to grow them. Viltarra was so interested, she even offered to help and surprisingly, Dis agreed. It warmed Fili's heart to see.
As the evening began to progress, Tauriel eventually pulled Kili into their rooms, bidding Fili, Viltarra, and the rest of the family goodnight. It was late, so she fed Finli and put him down before joining Kili in the sitting room before the fire. "Two years ago, you asked for my hand."
Kili hummed and lifted the braid where his proposal bead hung. It had been a few days since he had redone it, so he pulled the bead from the bottom of the braid, then ran his fingers through his wife's fiery red hair, smoothing out the lock before carefully re-braiding it, placing the bead back on the end, then letting it fall back into her hair as he looked into her eyes. "Tauriel. I would ask you over, and over, and over again to be mine." His voice was soft and warm as he spoke.
"And each time I would say yes." Tauriel responded, just as softly. She leaned in and pulled Kili's lips to hers. Not much more was said as they spent the evening tangled together in front of the fire in their large sitting room.
Yule was officially over, and as promised, over the next several days, Kili was right by Fili's side assisting him with creating a proposal gift for Viltarra. "You're making it too hot. You're forging precious metals, Fi, not iron and steel. You only need it half the temperature you're accustomed to."
Fili sighed and reduced the temperature and sat back to let it cool a bit before he could incorporate the rose gold he chose to create the structure. Because he was worried about getting the gem's cut correctly, with some begging, Kili agreed to do that one part. As such, the younger brother was currently sitting at his work-station, carefully and precisely cutting down the gems to size.
Fili had chosen two different gems to complement each other, morganite and rubies. The rubies deep, blood red, coloring, would add a startling amount of depth to the morganite's subtle pink-orange hues. It was a perfect combination and all Fili's choice.
Kili smiled as he placed another completed gem in a holder to set aside for when it can be put in the finished piece. He eyed the gems, then the mold his brother was fingering. "You have a good eye brother, maybe you can have a place with me here too."
However, Fili was not interested in being a jeweler, that was his brothers talent, not his. He was perfectly content with designing and building all manner of weapons. He will leave the jewelry projects...apart from this one...to his brother.
Fili eyed the mold that would be used to poor the molten gold into. He quickly made a few adjustments, Kili watching from his bench…though he said nothing…but rather gave Fili a quick nod of his head in approval.
Fili had carved the mold himself as well. That part was not too different then when he was designing a dagger, so he was comfortable with doing it. Kili did help, however, with some of the more mechanical bits of the design, like the clasp and some of the underlying structure.
It took three days to get the metals and according to Kili, would only take another day or two to complete. Fili had designed the mold while they waited for the metals, so they were ahead of schedule. Now he just had to plan how he was going to ask her.
"How did you decide how you were going to ask Tauriel?" Fili lifted his gaze from the smelter, to Kili, then rolled his eyes at his baby brother's expression.
Kili stopped his gem cutting and turned towards Fili, his 'I am thinking about Tauriel' smile plastered on his face. Yes, he had a specific smile all for Tauriel. Anyone who spent even a minute with Kili knew that.
"Well. I knew I wanted to ask her the night before Yule. It was between our time at the lake and sometime that evening. Mam flat out refused to let us go out to the lake on our own...what?" Kili paused at the look Fili was giving him.
Fili's eyes widened. "Mam would not let you alone with Tauriel?"
Kili shrugged. "Not really. Apart from a few instances, she usually told me it was inappropriate. She was not wrong. I probably would have ravaged Tauriel senseless given the opportunity. Although we wanted to wait until our wedding night, it did not mean it was easy to do."
Fili huffed and placed the mold down beside him before folding his arms. He stared into the flames of the smelter and scowled. "She won't let me alone with Viltarra, at all. Mam said I was not as 'disciplined' as you and Tauriel were to keep our relationship appropriate before we were wed." Fili lifted his eyes to Kili. " She says we need a chaperone, Ki."
Kili laughed and shook his head. "Fi, I had one all the time, so don't think you were alone in that. I can count maybe three instances Tauriel and I were truly alone and usually that was out riding with a set time to return. All the other times you, mam, Thorin, or Leotti were with us."
Looking thoughtfully at his brother, Fili grumbled and sat back once more. All this time he thought his mother was just being unreasonable with him. He never thought to ask Kili about his own experience, he just assumed that since they shared a bed, they were given more free range. He seems to be wrong again.
"Fi. Viltarra will be happy with however you choose to ask her." Kili paused thoughtfully. "Too bad it isn't spring." He continued after a moment. "Tauriel could have given some ideas of some safe meadows to take Viltarra. You could go all out and plan a dinner for her, but, really when it comes down to it, I think that sometimes, the greatest memories are found in the simplest moments."
Sometimes, not always, but sometimes, Kili was wise beyond himself. Fili has no doubt how good a father Kili will be as his son grows. He would never admit it out-loud, but even he looked up to his little brother at times. Kili always seems to know what he wants. It makes no matter if it be simple or impossible, if Kili sets his heart on something, then not even Mahal himself could stop the young dwarven prince from obtaining his heart's desire.
Kili pulled Fili from his thoughts, pointing at the smelter and gesturing to the pile of neat, rose-gold, bricks. "You can probably melt that now, the temperature should be set."
Fili looked down at the rose gold bars and one by one, placed them into the smelter as he wondered what kind of father he will one day be. Maybe Kili was right those weeks ago as he held Finli for the first time in his arms. Maybe Fili is closer to fatherhood than he thinks. If he were honest with himself, he could not wait. They continued their work quietly, each lost in thoughts of their family and their future.
"Is he still going to do it today?" Tauriel looked nervously out on the balcony where it was snowing so greatly, even Dale was lost in a wall of white flakes. The last she heard, Fili was planning on taking Viltarra out on a walk with her and Kili. Plans were put on hold however, when the snows became too great for it to be deemed safe for even an elf.
Tauriel sat in the rocker Thorin and Fili had made her as she nursed Finli. With his love for food, Fin has quickly begun to fill in. So now, to add to his thick, dark, hair, and wide brown eyes, her precious babe had the most adorable cheeks and tummy. She used her free hand to tickle the little belly causing Fin to squirm and sigh, but remain solidly latched on.
Her Kili was currently sitting on the floor a few feet away, a journal open wide in his lap as he sketched his wife and son. "I believe so. Last I saw him, he was putting together an alternative plan."
Tauriel smiled at him across the way and Kili stared, completely enthralled by her. In these moments, when she lounged in the rocker holding his son, Kili could not stop the extreme feeling of awe that this was all real. He was here, she was here, and they had a child. Of course, their little bubble of peace never lasted.
Both Kili and Tauriel jumped when the bedroom door slammed open which only alarmed Finli, the infant instantly releasing and began to cry, loudly. Tauriel turned dangerous eyes on the intruder who was looking only slightly sheepish.
"FILI! Do that again and I will stick a blade in you!" Tauriel began pacing back and forth trying to calm the irate Fin who seemed inconsolable.
Kili slammed his fist into his brother's arm. "Knock!"
Fili rubbed the spot and watched as Kili moved to Tauriel and signaled he wanted to take the weeping child. The eleth did not even hesitate to pass their babe over to Kili, who took up the same path Tauriel did but with a slightly different gait and rumbling hums that could be just made out over the infant's wails. Finli protested the change for only a moment then, slowly, his gasping sobs turned to whimpers, then he quieted completely against his father's chest.
Kili gave Tauriel a nod which was all the communication they needed for her to push Fili out of the room so Kili could put a now sleeping Fin into his cradle. He joined them in the sitting room not a moment later.
"Alright. What was that?" Kili growled, his dark eyes dangerous and stern.
Mahal, Fili thought, he can REALLY look far too much like Thorin. Fili sighed and turned towards the door. "I am sorry Ki, and Tauri. I had an idea and…right. I should go."
Tauriel grabbed him by the arm. "It is fine Fili. Just, knock next time. What is your idea and how can we help?" She was looking so earnest that Fili turned back to them. Fili thought for a moment, then beamed and delved into his plan which involved transforming the main sitting room. If they could not go outside, why not create something inside.
All in all, Fili's plan did not need too much time to set up, but still required them to get Dis to watch Finli and solicit extra hands from Naurfaer who was all to happy to help. Thorin came in as they were half finished and lifted a brow. He did not say a word but watched quietly for a moment before he went and sat with Dis who had brought Finli in when he had woken. He was in want of more food which only Tauriel could supply at the moment. Tauriel nursed him then passed him back to Dis so she could finish the hangings she had been working on. All in all, it took the group only a few hours for the room to be completely transformed.
Once they were finished, everyone looked around at their hard work. "This is beautiful. Are you ready Fili?" Dis passed Finli off to Tauriel as she took in the changed room.
Whether he was ready or not, Kaw had already been sent down to the marketplace with a note requesting Viltarra to come up within the hour.
"I think so. Thank you, all of you." Fili smiled at his family.
Naurfaer nodded from where he was lighting the last of the candles, Kili beamed, now holding his son, and Tauriel smiled before she walked forward to place a kiss on Fili's forehead. "There is no need to thank us Fili. I have learned in my time with you, this is simply what family does; help when it is needed and be there for each other always."
Fili gave the braid he had given her in Ered Luin a tug causing another, more nostalgic smile, to grace her features. Kili too had given Finli to Thorin so he could come forward and pull Fili into a tight embrace. "You literally have nothing to worry about. She loves you. We will be planning a wedding this time tomorrow." Releasing his brother, Kili grabbed Tauriel's hand and the pair, once again with their son, went down the hall.
Dis was next to come to Fili. She cupped his cheek and smiled. "I am so proud of who you are. Tonight, is your night my Fili. Your father would have been so proud of you. Let your heart guide you my darling son, as it always has." She leaned up and kissed his cheek and departed the room just as Thorin clapped him on the shoulder.
"Fili, just try and enjoy the time you have together. Focus on now and let go of things out of your control. We will be down the hall should you need us." Thorin gave Fili a smile then followed Dis.
Fili let out a shaky breath and Naurfaer chuckled lowly. "No need for nerves, and don't forget…just because you think you are alone, does not mean you are." It was the only warning he gave as he gave a whistle and Hiril came bounding towards him, following him to his chambers. There was a moment when the room was silent, but it was broken with the sound of the door slowly opening. 'This is it' his mind thought, and Fili waited for his one to step in.
Viltarra sighed as she looked at the bird perched on her shoulder. She was nearly about to go to her own chambers when the mass of black landed on the display countertop and dropped a letter that read:
Viltarra,
Come up to the royal wing when you are finished at the bakery.
Yours,
-Fili
That was not unusual. Fili always sent her notes on where to meet for their bits of time together they can find between her family's store and him helping Thorin run the mountain, and she would always respond if she was available. But Mahal was she tired tonight, and all Viltarra really wanted right now, was her bed. It was her Fili though, and she never missed a chance on seeing him, especially with their busy schedules.
Viltarra gave Kaw a bit of some bread for delivering the message, and the raven happily accepted the treat. Just because Fili refused to reward the ravens did not mean she would. Although, Kaw was a special case. He was a bit more like a member of the family rather than one of the mountains resident birds, and happened to be the only raven in all of Erebor who would do Fili's bidding.
"Ma, I am going up to see Fili, don't worry about me for dinner!" The young dam yelled back to her mother who was finishing the last of the preparations for the next morning. Viltarra, however, did not even wait for a reply, she simply dusted off her trousers and headed out of the bakery. As she set the counter back down, Kaw flew up to land on her shoulder, then began the arduous work of preening the pieces of her hair that had fallen from the bun that still sat high on her head.
As she made it to the royal wing behind the golden floored throne room, she was happy to note that the guards no longer stopped or questioned her when she visited. It made her feel more and more comfortable going by them these days. Some even greeted her by name and several now knew her well enough that they visited her family's bakery every now and again. It was a comforting thought, that she no longer felt like she might be escorted back to the cells for ascending the stairs.
With a quick wave at this evening's guard, Viltarra made her way up the stairs and opened the large door to the royal hall. As she entered, Viltarra froze at the sight before her.
Inside, the sitting room was transformed. Candles and lanterns lit up the large common room. Vases that could not be filled with flowers due to the cold winter season, instead were filled with parchment carefully folded to look like roses, lilies, and Tulips. Crystals of all shapes and sizes were hung reflecting the light of the candles and lanterns, and someone had lit a roaring fire in the giant, walk in fireplace, which was the centerpiece of the vast room. With everything put together, the sight was nothing less than magical. What was better than any of the decorations, was the being standing directly in the center of it all, holding a single parchment rose, her Fili.
Eyes wide in awe, Viltarra stepped towards her one. "Fili. What's all this about?"
The crowned prince cleared his throat. Mahal, he was less nervous to go into battle the year before, even meeting Mahal himself was nothing compared to this. Fili cleared the space between them and passed her the flower. "Well. It isn't exactly the season for, any flower really, so I had to go for the next best thing."
Viltarra inspected the parchment copy of her favorite thing and smiled. She leaned up and gave Fili a quick peck on the lips. "Thank you. For all of this. It is, beyond beautiful."
"You, are beyond beautiful." Fili grabbed her hand and pulled her even closer. "I am sure, if Kili were in my place, he would have words comparing you to some, exotic gem or astrological spectacle. I have never been so good with such things as he is."
Viltarra cocked her head. "Fili. I do not wish you were Kili. I love you for who you are. I find your inability to share your feelings with me endearing…most of the time."
Fili rolled his eyes. "Thanks." With his free hand, he plucked a crumb from her hair still locked away in its bun. "What I meant was, he does this, romantic stuff, so much better than I do."
"To which I am most grateful for. I think that is why we are so perfectly suited, you and I. I do not think Thorin would survive with two royal couples making moon faces every time they are within viewing range. They can be, intense." Viltarra placed the parchment flower down and lifted her free hand to rest on Fili's chest. "That does not mean I do not love you, Fili, or feel any less intensely that which they do. I just, don't feel like…"
"Putting it on display for all to see?" Fili chimed in with a smile.
Viltarra hummed in agreement as she began trailing kisses along his jaw. "But, when it is just us, I think we can match them in all ways. Passion, intensity, and love." She punctuated each with a kiss before pulling back.
Fili just watched her for a moment then pulled a small, flat, box from his vest. "I wanted to give you something."
"What? More? I feel as though I should have been the one to bring you a gift after seeing everything you have already done tonight." Viltarra teased, eyeing the box in his hands with interest.
"You being here is gift enough." Fili gave her a half smile, but she only rolled her eyes.
"You stole that from Kili." Viltarra hummed, leaning into Fili and kissing the tip of his nose.
Fili chuckled. "Maybe." He passed her the box and waited. Releasing her hand from Fili's chest, Viltarra took the box and slowly removed the lid. Inside, was a breathtaking pendant just smaller than the palm of her hand. It was crafted in her favorite rose gold, and shaped to resemble a flower, with each petal encrusted with gems ranging from deep red to a peach color at the center. She felt a tear fall from her eyes as she looked at the jewel. Never has she had anything so, fine, in all her life. She was beyond words.
"Fili. This is, stunning." Viltarra finally got out.
The prince nodded. "I know your family is not really in the tradition of braiding, so I opted away from a bead for now." When Viltarra gave him a questioning look, Fili took her free hand in his once more. "What I am trying to say with this gift is, I love you Viltarra, and I want to have everything with you. I want you by my side at every festival as my wife, I want to only be required to dance with you, I want my children to have your eyes, your kindness, and the sense of calm you emanate. I want you with me when the day comes that I have to rule, because you ground me and keep me wanting to be better." Fili placed his forehead to her brow and smirked. "Besides…you and I both know you cannot resist me, my charm, or my irresistibly good looks."
Viltarra leaned back. "Oh really? And this is how you are asking for my hand?" She lifted a brow and Fili beamed.
"Naturally." He smirked and waited patiently.
The dam internally rolled her eyes to herself. He can be so aggravating at the best of times, well, two can play at that game. Viltarra leaned forward and continued her path along his jaw with her lips. Fili let out a deep, content sound in his chest, melting at her ministrations. "So, are you saying yes?" He breathed out.
Viltarra hummed. "I have not decided. I am still thinking about it." She rubbed her nose up his cheek and snaked a hand around his shoulder and tugged at a braid on the side of his head, the one Tauriel had given him. "Will I be required to wear these?" She gave another tug on the braid for good measure.
"You can wear whatever you want…is that a yes?" Fili's heartrate was picking up as he moaned when her lips nipped at his ear.
"Do you want children?" She sighed as she brushed herself flush against him, and Fili let out a deep groan at the contact.
"I want you and whatever you wish for us, Viltarra. If you want children, we will have them. If not, Kili and Tauriel will handle the bloodlines continuation." Fili's voice was filled with a potent mix of honesty, as well as hope.
Viltarra pulled back, all teasing gone. That was not Fili's playful side, but his serious, tell how it is, side. He was done with their little game, and it was time to answer.
Viltarra stepped away and lifted her hand still clutching the box with the necklace, her hands slightly shaking as she presented it to Fili. "Can you help me put this on?"
Fili looked from the pendent, to his dam, and was afraid to ask. Yet, he could not stop the question from leaving his lips. "Are you saying…"
"Yes Fili. I am saying yes." Fili barked out a laugh and slammed her back to him in an embrace which took Viltarra's breath away…literally. Her Fili…he was going to officially be her Fili, in every way.
Fili pulled away and accepted the box back, making a spinning motion with his fingers to get her to turn around. He then pulled the pendant out of the box and secured it around her neck before placing his lips on the clasp and sighing. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her back to his chest, swaying them in time to music playing only in his mind, his eyes closed in perfect contentment as her head leaned back onto his shoulder.
"Can you give me a braid Fili?" Blue eyes opened and Fili turned his head enough to look at Viltarra, his nose automatically nuzzling her temple as he did.
Fili gave her a heated look, barely getting out a quiet, "Are you sure?"
Viltarra nodded then pulled away as Fili smiled, circling around to face her. He gently took a lock of her hair that fell freely from her bun and tested it before putting it down and releasing her hair completely. Viltarra purred as he ran his hands through her waves.
Selecting a lock of hair that sat behind her ear, Fili began to weave in his clan's attachment braid. It was really just a simple braid, so it was as if it were fate since he knew Viltarra's knowledge on braiding was rudimentary at best. Once it was complete, he yanked a bead from one of his own decorative braids before securing it in Viltarra's hair. "Kili hand-made Tauriel's bead so I am afraid this is not as, glamorous as hers…"
Viltarra placed her fingers on Fili's lips, stopping his words completely. "But it came from your hair, so, to me, the significance and meaning are just as special Fili. Do not compare yourself to Kili. You are both so different as are Tauriel and I. You, Fili, you are perfect for me, in every way." He pulled her close again and smiled into her hair.
They sat like that for several moments until there was a small fluttering sound and Fili looked up to see his entire family in the corridor entrance, and Kaw bobbing his head on Tauriel's shoulder.
Fili sighed. Well. Guessing by their smiles there is no doubt they knew the outcome. Apparently, him and Viltarra were not completely alone this entire time, just as Naurfaer had warned. He should have known they would be either listening in or had the little feathered spy keeping tabs. He pulled Viltarra closer, and she chuckled into his vest before pushing him away and turning towards what was to become her family.
Kili beamed, an arm snaked around Tauriel's waist. "Judging by the braid and the necklace, I take it you said yes?"
Fili narrowed his eyes at Kili. "As if you did not know that."
Kili's answering smile was unrepentant as he shrugged. "It does help having a raven in the family."
Ah, so it WAS the little black menace. Fili glared at the bird in question who was now up overhead on a rafter, bobbing his black, feathered head.
Tauriel released Kili's hand and cleared the space to pull Viltarra into a hug. "I am so pleased. You and Fili complete one another. It is a joy to see him so happy. I look forward to having a sister."
Viltarra stiffened. A sister…she had forgotten about how joining Fili's family meant Tauriel would become her sister by marriage. Was she ready to go through that? Taking a deep breath Viltarra forced dark thoughts and memories that began to swim in her head away, and tried to force herself to relax just as Tauriel pulled back alarmed. "Oh, Viltarra. I apologize. It appears I have picked up my husband's habit of speaking before thinking. If you are uncomfortable..."
"NO!" Viltarra stopped the eleth's ramblings…another habit she occasionally picked up from Kili. "No. Tauriel. I too am very excited. It is nothing, really. I am just overwhelmed. It has been me and my parents for so long it is difficult to fathom having an extended family. I think it may take some getting used to." Tauriel nodded and stepped back, Kili placing an arm around her waist once more, having just given Fili a celebratory hug.
Dis came forward and embraced Fili before surprising Viltarra with taking her into her arms as well. "We have much to plan. I hope you are prepared for what is ahead." She released them both and stepped away. "Do you have an idea of when you wish the ceremony to be?"
Viltarra looked at Fili, then shook her head. "I am afraid I have not had time to really let it settle in, let alone pick a date. I would like to speak to my parents, but, if I were to choose I would very much like an autumn wedding. It is when my parents were wed."
Dis smiled and nodded. It gave them just under a year to prepare which would be perfect. "I think that is a wonderful time of year. We will begin preparations as soon as you are ready. Fili, why don't you walk Viltarra home so you both can announce your engagement to Viltarra's parents. I am sure they are eager to hear all about it."
Fili kissed Dis on the cheek and pulled Viltarra from the room, but stopped when Dis called his name. "I am expecting you back before the change of day Fili." Her son rolled his eyes at her but agreed and the two left the room.
It was only seconds later, that a fluttering of wings could be heard as Kaw too disappeared out into the halls, silently trailing behind the unknowing couple. Naurfaer, who was holding a sleeping Finli, gave Dis a knowing smile with a twinkle in his eye.
One by one, the family all retired except Tauriel and Kili. Since Fin was asleep on Naurfaer, the great-grandfather had taken him to their chambers and offered to stay with him. So, the couple agreed to stay and wait up for Fili and told Dis to go ahead and get some sleep.
Now alone, Kili lay sprawled flat across the lounge-seat with Tauriel happily tucked into his arms, her weight resting across him. In this position, they were equals head to lower calf. Tauriel played with Kili's hair mindlessly as she watched the fire crackle in the hearth.
Tauriel sighed contently. "We are to have another wedding soon, I nearly cannot believe it. It does not feel like long ago when we were planning our own wedding." As she spoke, Kili ran his fingers through her hair and hummed deep in his chest; the vibrations of which Tauriel could feel against her cheek, though they resonated deep inside her, causing chills to run up her spine.
Nearly two years they have been married. She knows without a doubt that twenty, fifty, two hundred years from now, they will be sitting in the same spot and feeling the same way. Tauriel turned her head and nuzzled Kili's cheek causing her dwarven prince to smile. Before he could kiss her though, the door opened quietly and the couple both turned their eyes to Fili walking in.
The blonde prince smirked at the pair and folded his arms. "So, you two are my evening check in? Did I make curfew amad and adad?"
Not waiting for an answer, Fili sat down after pulling a chair from the other side of the room as Tauriel sat up pulling Kili with her. "How did it go with Vin and Tarrah?"
"They were both excited, and thrilled we decided on an autumn wedding." Fili sat back leaning his head against the back of the chair and closing his eyes.
"Mam will want to make an announcement." Kili informed when the room fell silent.
"Leotti will want to start making the dress." Tauriel supplied with an apologetic tone.
Fili peaked one eye open. "That, dear sister, would be Viltarra's choice. I would be happy if she showed up in whatever, as long as she is there. The announcement, however, is most welcome."
"Awe, brother, you have turned into a sap." Kili teased.
Quick as a thought, a knife embedded itself in the back of the sofa Kili and Tauriel were sitting on. "Take that back!"
"Fili, Dis will gut you if you keep putting holes and blade marks into her furnishings." Tauriel pulled the knife and pocketed it.
Fili glared at his sister who met his look head on. "Hey! That's mine Tauri!"
"A knife thrown is a knife risked being lost." The eleth sung in a mothering tone.
Fili turned to Kili who raised his hands and laughed. "You did throw it, Fi."
Fili grumbled and rose from his chair. "I think I am going to go to sleep. Don't you two have a child to take care of?"
"I have three." Tauriel smirked as both Kili and Fili glared at her. "Prove me wrong and you can have your knife back." She leaned forward and waited for him to meet her challenge, but Fili shut his mouth and huffed before he stomped off like a petulant child, only proving Tauriel's earlier point.
Kili watched him go and turned his very large brown eyes towards Tauriel. "You know, he's going to get you back for that, and do you really think me to be a child?"
Tauriel laughed and nuzzled his nose. "Care to take a turn to prove me wrong?" That was enough of an invitation for Kili as he pulled Tauriel down the hall into their chambers, then shut the door securely behind them, and proceeded to show her just how much of a child he was not…once he kicked Naurfaer out.
Original Authors Note: So I have to say, we are getting a kitten at the end of next month, and my sister came in and said she already knew what we were going to name her. It's a girl by the way. I was honestly surprised when she said she wanted to name her Viltarra. How could I say no? I couldn't so we will have our little Viltarra at the end of April. (Update…she's freaking almost 8 pounds and only 7 months old. I love her though.) There is just something so fulfilling when someone picks a name you came up with because they love the character so much. Makes my heart happy. Speaking of making hearts happy, I should remind you that there are warning labels ahead.
WAITTTTTTT I was totally wrong…so MOST of next chapter is fluff…sorry. THIS is the last full fluff chapter until…ahem…cough cough…kakhf hits the fan. If you have not figured out what kakhf…you should be able to figure it out by that idiom. Do I use it now? Yes…all the time…because nobody at work knows what it means. Win. :D
Sorry about what is to come….it is pretty….yeash. Ya. So SO sorry. Might I remind you I was in a REALLY dark place? Alright. Anyway. Here is what I WILL promise. I will promise to get chapters to you quickly so you are not stuck in hiatus land.
Love you guys!