"I can't be responsible for ruining a relationship."
Coming to Thorin, of all people, for courting advice was possibly the worst idea the axe-bearer had ever had. “His wife is far fiercer than he, be warned. I do not think she would take kindly to you accepting a pint.”
Dwalin looked at her old friend. "Yes, I know that. She has already place a knife to my neck." She explained as she rubbed the spot on her neck. "I told him that I wound not accept a pint from him. Yet he kept pushing the mater."















