Author's Note: Hello Hobbit's, Dwarves, Elves, and Wizards! Also, I haven't said anything in the past chapters, but thank you to those who commented on my story! It makes me really happy and I hope to have more people comment in the future. Though, as I have said in past stories I've written, it is not mandatory.
I hope you all forgive me for any grammar mistakes you find and hopefully you enjoy this chapter =) The video I attached is the song sung by Bellethiel, it is very intoxicating lol.
This time some of the the italics aren't the elves speaking Sindarin, you'll understand (or at least I hope haha).
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE HOBBIT! All rights that you recognize from the movie or book belongs to J.R.R Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Only thing I own is the elves I have created, meaning Bellethiel and her kin/companions. Enjoy enjoy!
After making a swift retreat back to the housing area, I decided to stay by the balcony area...hoping that the cool air would calm my beating heart.
I had seen Thorin Oakenshield, exiled King Under the Mountain, unclothed. That in itself made my face as red as ever, made my heart beat rapidly against my chest for reasons unknown to me. Seeing the company unclothed made me uncomfortable for walking out without making sure what they were up to, but seeing Thorin caused me to feel embarrassed.
"There is our lovely elf!" Bofur greeted.
"We are clothed our innocent elf maiden!" Kili called, as I turned around seeing him smiling cheerily up at me. "You do not have to fear seeing anything that will corrupt your eyes."
"My eyes are not corrupted, Kili, I assure you nor can they ever be corrupted." I stated, shaking my head.
"So...seeing our uncle bare has not corrupted you." Fili stated, matching the mischievous smirk his brother wore. "Your eyes lingered on him a bit longer compared to when we approached you, for us you hastily averted your eyes."
"I assure you my eyes did not linger." I defended, watching as the brothers laughed and teased.
"Fili, Kili." A gruff commanding voice called out, causing the two to abruptly stop their merriment. "That's enough."
I looked toward Thorin and saw him standing with Dwalin and Balin, his arms crossed over his chest.
"We're just having a bit of fun Uncle." Fili smiled. "No harm done."
"I wanted to state that I'm pretty positive Belle enjoyed the scene." Kili mumbled.
I opened my mouth, about to retort to the teasing, until the smell of burning wood reached my nose.
I looked toward the middle of the room and saw Gloin already breathing life to the small fire, watching as he fed it with more wood.
"Did you break the surrounding furniture to feed your fire?" I questioned, looking around to see most of the legs of the tables and bed posts were broken off.
Gloin grunted, paying close attention to the little flame growing in size, and made no indication of answering me.
I sighed and leaned against the railing of the balcony as I watched the company go about their business, laughing once more before silence fell.
"Lass, do you sing?" Bofur questioned.
I turned to look at the hatted dwarf a bit in surprise not expecting any of the dwarves to include myself into any conversation no matter how accepting they seemed to be with me these past couple of days.
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