thy kingdom ;;

  and he never forgave, and he never forgot.   (independent semi-selective Thorin)

[fxrgottenking]

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[adventuroushobbit]

The hobbit listened. He did yearn to know about this stolen kingdom that he and the company were journeying to reclaim. It was a place of importance, one that mattered to a displaced people. If he could, he would help the dwarfs. It seemed no longer a matter of Gandalf giving him a shove out the door of Bag End by having him sign up to be the burglar. He had gained friends and developed a respect for Thorin and company. It was becoming more of something that he wanted to do. He yearned to help his new friends.

"It sounds beautiful." He spoke. Bilbo heard the passion in the dwarf’s voice and the sheer pain of being thrown out of one’s home without a choice, forced to wander with nothing but dreams of their homeland. "I am certain that once your kingdom is won back, you can return it to it’s glory days." How could he not help but encourage their leader? The desire for home was just and one that Bilbo now after being away from Bag End for so long felt. "There are no mountains in the Shire. Indeed before this journey, I had never seen a mountain. Can you imagine that? Never having seen a mountain? I suppose that Gandalf was right. The world is out here and not on the pages of my books and maps."

[fxrgottenking]

The dwarf's lips twitched, turning up slightly at the corners again to form a smile, though most of the expression of it lay in his eyes. "It was once, I know not whether it still stands as such... the dragon had no care for he mountain's beauty, for it's significance, only for the gold." His gaze diverted from the flickering flames, he couldn't gaze at them too long without the memory of loss being recommended to his mind all the more strongly. "It has been the length of what would almost be a lifetime to you, since last I saw that mountain. Walked those halls." He added, and never had he spoken of his home in such a way to any but another dwarf. Bilbo was his friend, and despite his being a hobbit Thorin struggled to differentiate him from the trust he held to his most loyal kin. When the hobbit piped up about not having seen a mountain before , a quiet sound as if a laugh, perhaps a snicker, came from their company leader. "I cannot imagine having never seen a mountain, no." He began, continuing to say, "The Shire truly is as sheltered a place as I saw it, though I admit until I was forced there myself, I had never seen such green pastures and rolling hills, my limited experience was often that of mountains and flat plains. So we have both gained something." Thorin's voice held the faintest glow of warmth in it's tone. "I hope then, when you see Erebor, it lives up to the expectation I have made of it, and if not, that you witness it's return to former grandeur."

[verisixl]

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                   ”I am not here to bring matters of the past,                    Thorin Oakenshield, I came here with the                    hope of bringing some light to this situation,                    avoid a terrible war before it’s too late, but it                    seems your own pride stops you from seeing the truth”

                                         ”War is not a solution”  

[fxrgottenking]

                                     "Do you take me for a fool? I will not lay trust in an elf,                                       Your people only wish to reclaim the white gems                                       forsaken with my king when the dragon came,                                       this is no matter of pride, I will not lie so that we                                       may be so easily betrayed again."                                       

[youngqueenofmirkwood-blog]

  Calaerwen had been unsure about approaching the dwarves in the first place, but she didn’t have much of a choice and she needed to get back home.  ”I need to repair my bow and replenish my supply of arrows.  I asked in the town and they sent me here, I can do the work myself and I’ve bought all the materials, I just need a place where I can work.” 

[fxrgottenking]

  Thorin sized her up, his height in comparison to hers was of no consequence to him. He listend to her, a slight smirk playing at one corner of his lips. "And why should I help you? Tell me what benefit I gain then an elf in my way, I have work to do, and little time to be delayed in sharing space." He answered, arms crossed. "I'm afraid you were ill-advised, whoever sent you here clearly did not know me."

[fxrgottenking]

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"What business has an elf so close to Erebor?" The dwarf King asked, his brows raised, he had all but forgotten his prejudice toward elves. They may have helped protect these halls but he would not forget it was because of them that he lost them. He was outside the halls of his kingdom now, having left Dale after striking a conversation about trade between himself and the bow-man who took up the town. His eyes flickered over the woman and yes- he wasn't wrong. She was an elf, far from Mirkwood if that was the elven Kingdom from which she came.

[fxrgottenking]

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"What is it about you that drove him mad? How did the great King Thror lose sight of everything, all for you." Thorin suspiciously eyed the stone in human flesh, gaze narrowed, jaw set. "Is it your mere presence that brings the worst out in my line, or do you do it on purpose? Set out with the intention to turn our minds inward... are you not loyal to our line?" The King questioned, his eyes fixed on the fairer, "Why would he rather let his people, his kin burn then lose you to the dragon?" All these questions, and Thorin expected not a single answer, but they had plagued him, for years, years upon years his mind wondering, asking. Desperate. 

[fxrgottenking]

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                    Despite the help of the elves, Thorin's long lived prejudice had not entirely dissipated. While he no longer felt the need to curse each under his breath in their secretive mother tongue he was also very wary of any that drew close to his family, his inner circle. A life lived in mistrust of elves was not made up in one final stand. Though he held no particular ill will toward Tauriel, he needed to be blunt with her. It was the only way to be certain. He was a dwarf, he did not dance around any subject.  "What intentions have you with my nephew? I will not stand idly by as he fawns over a she-elf where there is no hope, I have noted his affection for you." 

[thethiefoftheshire-moved]

  "Thorin.." Bilbo shook his head as he fully turned to face Thorin, letting out a little sigh. "..I forgave you almost as soon as it happened. I know you weren’t yourself. I can’t be mad at you for something you couldn’t control," he murmured, reaching up to gently pat his shoulder. "It’s silly, and..it’s behind us now. It’s all behind us. I’m not lingering on it, so you shouldn’t either, alright?" He smiled a little before glancing down slightly. "I..apologize, too, though, for what I did with the Arkenstone. I couldn’t think of anything else to do. I just need to say that."

[fxrgottenking]

            "I will try not to think any more of it, though I felt you earned more than the words I had already given," The King replied, offering his companion a flickering look of warmth,. Thorin was quick to shake his head in return, for the mention of what he did with the Arkenstone, and while at the time he'd felt that keen sting of betrayal, because of how unconditionally he had trusted, now he realised Bilbo had done the right thing. He had been sick, twisted, and he had nearly cost all of them their lives. "You need not apologize for that, what you did saved us, my mind was diseased... you did not betray me in what you did, you were a better friend to me in having done so." He assured, his gaze softening every so slightly on the hobbit. "But if it means your mind will be at ease, your apology is accepted, however unnecessary."

[blackeyeddurinarcher-deactivate]

Kili buried his face into his uncle's chest, silent for a while, except for the shuddering sobs. Finally though, something was mumbled to the effect of, "If it happened to you, would you not insist the same?"

[fxrgottenking]

Thorin froze, his eyes fixed on his nephews heaving, sobbing frame as it burrowed into him. He raised his rough worked fingers to gently smooth his hair back, the words were troubling. But after a moment he answered, "I would... if I were in your place, but that is hardly the same circumstance... I am already much older, and to ask you, or your brother, or your mother to risk themselves for me would be mute point." He shook his head subtly, "You are still young and strong, and have many more years ahead of you. I am the eldest of this line, it is my duty to care for you."

[chipsandgreensrightuphisjacksie]

  Ori’s eyes sparkled, he felt very honored to be given such a privilege “Thank you Thorin” he smiled, relaxing visibly “Oh that is wonderful , I’m happy to hear you are doing well.” His quiet voice barely echoed off of the mountain walls “I am doing well Thorin…the job you assigned me is my dream one, I feel very blessed to have it. He had been assigned to the position of the kingdom’s official ‘scribe’

[fxrgottenking]

Thorin inclined his head subtly, "You are welcome, cousin," He was simly glad to see the young dwarf relax. The last thing he wanted was for him to be so tense, after making it this far, now was the time if there ever was one to relax. "And the same to you, I'm glad you find your position to be so well suited, I thought it fitting to lay to your strengths." He returned that smile with a measured one of his own. "You earned your place, I could not think of a better dwarf for it." He complimented, adding, "You've yet to prove me wrong in thinking you most capable."

[blackeyeddurinarcher-deactivate]

Kili stiffened, seeming torn between pulling away more and just crumpling into his uncle's arms. He eventually decided on the latter, choking back a sob and practically falling into Thorin, shaking.

[fxrgottenking]

Thorin welcomed his nephew, his arms wrapping around him, supportive and yet protective in their hold and stance. He let out a gentle sigh, "How could you even ask it of me? To leave you beind, it is unthinkable." He quietly spoke, "Whatever this may be, you will not face it alone."

[chipsandgreensrightuphisjacksie]

Ori offered his signature timid smile "I'm sorry Tho-Your lordship. I'm still getting used to everything..." he admitted, toeing the ground "How are you today sir?"

[fxrgottenking]

Thorin managed the barest of smiles, "You may call me Thorin, Ori, you earned that privelage taking the journey with me." The King began, before he directed his attention to the question, "I'm well, kind of you to ask, how do you fair yourself?"

[blackeyeddurinarcher-deactivate]

  Kili took a shuddering sigh, wincing slightly at the noise - why was everything so loud now - and took a small step away from his uncle. The signs of fear - less for himself, more for whatever else this had wrought would do to his only family - were very clear about him. “I don’t…” Another shuddering sigh, black eyes closing as he whispered in a desperate, pleading tone, “I keep blacking out, missing time, I don’t know what I do in that time… What if I hurt someone?”

[fxrgottenking]

Thorin didn't like that, he didn't trust that he drew away. He had to help- to do something. He had brought his nephew to this place, it was he who put him in danger. Fraught with worry, frustration and a few more emotions he couldn't name he stepped forward, he raised his arms and settled hands on his nephews shoulders. "Then on my head be it, I will not let an nephew of mine suffer alone. Too long has our line dwindled, I will not lose you too, for as long as you have drawn breath I have been there. I will not abandon you now." 

[fxrgottenking]

blackeyeddurinarcher said: Kili bared his sharp teeth in way of example, black eyes narrowed into bitter, almost angry slits. "See!? This is why I can't go back!"

"You are being unreasonable- whatever this is, this- curse that lays upon you, we can find a way, we will fix it." Thorin boomed, fists balled in a mixture of anger and fear, not of his nephew, but for him. "You are my nephew, I have no sons- none but you and your brother, I will not forsaken you."

[fxrgottenking]

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[fxrgottenking]

whxreofbabylxn:

"Listen, I’ll make you a deal, a’right? You give me those shiny buttons of yours, and I’ll patch up that big hole on yer backside. Make it look as good as new, yeah?”

"I will give you more than a few buttons if you do not make quick work of this     -- I have no time to delay."

[thoooorin]