SEVEN DEVILS, fili durin

CHAPTER THREE

"Like I'd ever allow that to happen to you."

When Nymeria awoke the next morning, it was to a rather painful crick in her neck from where her head had been positioned against the wall the night before, causing a hiss to slip past her parted lips as she lifted her hand to rub the sore muscles gently, before she turned her head to the side. Because sill in his ever gentle hold of sleep, her hobbit snored back at her softly with a grumble, his rather large and cute nose twitching against his face like a mouse as his dreadful morning breath washed over her, causing her to grimace and huff.

She slowly stood up quietly with a small grin beginning to curl at the edge of her lips, trying to make as little noise as possible as she walked across the floorboards and over to the door that creaked with her every moment, ear twitching against her head as she listened for any sign of movement coming from outside from their previous and downright boisterous company fron the night before, but she heard no hint of such beings, only silence answered her and when she opened the door to peak her head out, she could see no sign of dwarf or wizard anywhere...like they weren't ever there in the first place.

The faè took one last glance towards Bilbo, making sure he was still asleep before she strolled out of the room and closing the door behind her gently, glancing towards the kitchen and living room with dark suspicion, waiting for something, anything to greet her...but there seemed to be absolutely nothing left to assure her that last night hadn't been done terrible hallucination, until she came across the contract still resting against one of their small tables, opened halfway and taunting her with the contents that beckoned her forward with a whisper.

She allowed her finger to trail over the signatures with a quirked brow, and then lifting and bringing her hand closer to her narrowed eyes for inspection, just to find that the dark ink had stained the tip of her finger lightly, meaning that there was a large chance that she'd only just missed them leaving. But it also meant that they'd left the contract there purposely for them to find, if they'd only just signed it, and there was no doubt in her mind that it had been Gandalf's idea. After all, he seemed just the type to try and cause as much chaos as he possibly could.

Outside, looking through the window by her side, she could see that the sun had only just began to dance over the horizon, touching the lumpy hills of green with its golden glow, and Nymeria allowed herself a few moments to still and enjoy the peace, her magic humming inside of her. But, as she slowly opened her eyes, she felt a certain kind of promise inside of her that told her that something was about to happen and she had a rather sneaky suspicion she knew what, and without further ado, she twirled her hand in a circular motion, the red mist of her magic rising from the cracks in her skin before slithering through the home, as she strolled away to the kitchen to put the kettle on.

And when it finally finished boiling, she made herself and Bilbo a quick cup of tea, remembering to place the violet flower into hers lest she forget, knowing the pain in her back would only be worse after last nights scuffle, before sitting down onto her hobbits favourite arm chair, humming under her breath which twirling her glowing finger in the air, using her magic to keep the tea warm for when the hobbit once up.

Thankfully, Nymeria didn't have to wait long for company, as her ear twitched against her head barely half an hour later, picking up the sounds of the barely there squeak of the floorboards as, apparently, Bilbo did exactly what she'd done as she'd awoken, and scout through their home for any sign of dwarf and wizard with his voice a quiet whisper but his feet a rather loud echo as he moved from room to room. Until of course, he finally popped his head around the door and let out a startled shout as she stared back at him, obviously not expecting her to be up with her dark eyes glistening in amusement.