The Rebel (Thorin x OC)

An Unexpected Reunion

Author's Note: Hello Hobbit fans! Another chapter! We are now in Rivendell! Who will Bellethiel meet now that she's stepped foot in a place where she wanted to avoid in the first place? The picture I added was the crown she was wearing, just imagine that the color is silver and the jewel is royal blue. I tried adding another picture...but I don't know how to add two pictures, but the second would've been her complete outfit.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Hobbit, all rights belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Everything you recognize from the movie or the book I do not own other then Bellethiel and her companions I made up. Also any grammar mistakes you see I hope you forgive me, I looked over this chapter and if there is a grammar mistake, I overlooked it and am deeply sorry. I do hope it is easy to read and I hope you also enjoy!

Memo: "This" is our lovely elves speaking in Sindarin since sadly...I cannot speak or write it myself. =( I only know small sayings, greetings, and phrases.

"Nestaron." I called as I entered the room an elf maid had directed me toward. "Nestaron, are you in here?"

"I will be there as soon as I can!" A males voice called out. "Nestariel! Please go and check who it is."

A female elf came rushing through the door on the far left of the room, the other room possibly their private quarters to be closer to the patients. She had yet to see me as she fumbled with her dress to look presentable.

"My deepest apologizes, my husband and myself were busy late last night taking care of some of the wounded elves from a scouting party a few days back." The female elf stuttered out, patting down her dark red hair.

"It is alright Nestariel..." I commented as she paused in her fussing, to look up with wide eyes at hearing my voice.

"Bellethiel?" Nestariel breathed out in disbelief, staring at me with her eyes wide open.

"Nestariel..." I addressed, bowing slightly. "It has been too long my friend."

"Nestaron..." Nestariel called, her eyes never leaving my own. "Nestaron! Come quickly!"

"I am coming Nestariel..." Nestaron called, walking into the room, his hair more straight then Nestariel. "What is the problem?"

Nestariel pointed at me, her mouth now slightly parted. When Nestaron followed his wife's hand and his eyes fell upon me, he too took on the same expression as his wife.

"Bellethiel..." Nestaron called.

"Nestaron, Nestariel...it is good to see you both getting along well." I smiled, a bit nervously.

Suddenly, Nestariel snapping out of her shock, ran forward and threw her arms around me.

"Welcome back my friend!" Nestariel, mumbled, on the verge of crying.

"We assumed the worst when you went missing all those years ago." Nestaron said, walking toward the two of us, still a bit in shock. "Mellimeldisiel would not tell us a thing of your whereabouts..."

"What brings you back Rivendell!" Nestariel said, pulling away and wiping the corner of her eyes with her sleeves. "Please, tell me you are staying for good."

"I am afraid I will not be staying..." I replied seeing Nestariel's smile disappear. "There are guest passing through that I am traveling with and I am in need of a healer. There is a feast for them and I do not wish for my arm to be a hindrance."

I stated, holding up my right arm to the two.

"Here, let me look." Nestaron said, walking forward and gingerly taking my arm in both his hands.