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My HHH fic featuring the OT3 Bilbo/Dwalin/Thorin!
Following the events of the battle, Bilbo is left drifting in a void of uncertainty. With its restoration, Erebor may finally be on its way to becoming the gem of the dwarves once more, but Bilbo is paying for it with loneliness. The one thing Bilbo knows for sure is that a new start might give him some perspective. Whether or not that new perspective lays in a house much too big for him—well, only time will tell.
Bilbo fidgeted in his chair. He would be the proud owner of two estates in two different kingdoms. Goodie. How he had let Óin and Glóin convince him that striking out on his own would fix his problems, he would never know. It had obviously been a bad idea to ask the dwarves to help him manage his new funds.
“Alright, everything seems to be in order,” the clerk said when they returned, another parchment in their hands. “I’ll need you to sign here… and here.”
Quill in hand, Bilbo signed his name where the clerk specified on the documents as they began heating a dark blue block of wax over a lit candle.
“We’ll also need you to stamp both documents with your seal,” The clerk added, looking at Bilbo expectantly.
Bilbo floundered for a second, looking to Glóin for help but the dwarf had already pulled a ring out from somewhere. He handed it off to Bilbo with a wink.
The clerk dripped a wax pool on each document beneath Bilbo’s signature and with each stamp of his seal, Bilbo became the new owner of one very large and empty house in a very wealthy district.
