She took a quick look around to see if anyone was watching her, then entered slowly. She did not think any more of the conversation as she approached the door to Bron’s shop. She could imagine how her father would have his revenge on these people if it were them that did it and she was actually dead, his daughter and only child. Thoreen did have a slight sadistic smile as she passed them. The smaller man disagreed with one question, “What about vengeance? What if he thinks it was the people here that did it? It is not like we are all friendly with them.” “Yeah, but at least with his family dead there are less of them here.” the bigger man said, with a large smile that went from ear to ear. “But if Thorin dies all these filthy dwarves will just stay in this mountain.” the smaller of the two men argued. Thoreen could hear their conversation and tried to ignore it, but it was not like they were trying to keep it to themselves. Under the covered area of the ale house were two men. She turned right at the next street and it was a bit more crowded next to the ale house, nothing unusual about that. She walked past the bakery, flower shop and the butchers market with ease. She walked down the now muddy streets with the hood of her cloak concealing her face. The rain came as she predicted and it sent most people indoors like she hoped. Thoreen chose to walk the three mile hike instead of riding Slick since everyone would recognize him and know it was her. So small it was not even worth putting on a map. Not because he is well known or liked, but because the town is small. He is an honest man and if anything was said in town he would know of it. He now owns the ale house and black smith shop, though he prefers the black smith shop. Thoreen thanked Fay and left the cave.īron is her only friend outside of her kin. If you need anything just ask, okay?” Mori nodded her head, then went back to sleep. I have an old friend here with you, his name is Fay. “I need to go see Bron and get some help. “What is it Mother?” she asked, as she opened her sleepy little eyes. Before she left she knelt beside Mori and woke her softly. Thoreen put her axes on her belt and grabbed her cloak from one of the bags. Would you mind staying with her while I am gone?” “What about your child?” Fay asked as he fluttered to Mori’s side. It looks like the rain will be coming through again by the time I get to the valley.” A dwarf walking through the rain with a cloak on in the middle of the day will seem like any other day. “A dwarf coming through at night after hours will raise questions. “Now? In broad daylight?” Fay was terribly confused about why she would be going out like this. Thoreen thought about it for a moment, stood to her feet saying, “No better time than the present.” Even though you are one yourself, having some help in this time of need would be wise.” He is one of the best black smiths around. It may seem risky, but it could be worth it to pay him a visit. If you should come across those types of orcs again alone and with no armor, your bones will shatter. “You may have grown into a swift and cunning dwarf, but you are still made of bones. “If I may make a suggestion?” Thoreen nodded for him to continue. “Of course my Lady.” Fay said politely to her. “Will you keep me up to date with their journey?” She could not bear the thought of losing another person dear to her. Thoreen’s anxiety rose higher as she wished to be with her kin. The Goblin King will not pass up an opportunity to be on the better side of the orcs.” Azog has put out word of a bounty for Thorin’s head and quite literally. On the other side of the mountain range homes goblins. Word has come from the birds of the Misty Mountains that they have arrived there safely. I guess I can begin by informing you on your Father’s whereabouts with his company. It would be nice having someone else around.” It was a tragedy that should not have happened.” I am here this morning to offer my services to you once more now that you are grown. “Only when your Father slays the dragon will we Ravens return. Thank you for that.” She bowed her head to him then added, “I thought you would have already flown to Erebor by now.” I can only imagine the trouble I would have gotten myself into if you had not been there. I remember when you used to come to this cave as a child with your Father, Thorin.” “I know your voice, but not your name.” Thoreen gripped the axe that laid next to her when she heard the fluttering of wings. “Lady Thoreen, is that you?” the voice called out into the still darkened cave. The morning came too soon for Thoreen’s exhausted body and soul, but it brought a familiar voice with it. Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 57719 Chapters: 10/10 Kudos: 4 Hits: 122
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