Chapter Fifteen

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We stopped early that evening and as soon as we did Thorin started barking orders. "I think we should stop here for the night. Fili, Kili get a fire going. Make sure you stay with them."

"A farmer and his family used to live here," Gandalf muttered. I glanced around and saw an abandoned house in ruins.

Thorin ignored him and kept talking. "Oin, Gloin get a fire going."

Fili hopped off his pony and then helped me down. I took of his coat and handed it to him. "Here. Have fun with the horses."

He smiled, "Thanks I'll try." He winked and then walked off with Kili.

“I think it would be wiser to move on. We could make for the Hidden Valley.” Gandalf walked to Thorin.

“I have told you already, I will not go near that place," Thorin disagreed.

"I have to agree with Gandalf," I squeaked. "This place looks dangerously abandoned."

Thorin turned and glared at me. "What do you know? You are a weak hobbit and female. I wouldn't take your advice if I had to."

I frowned then stormed off. How dare Thorin. He knows nothing off me. I trumped over to a broken building and sat under the half fallen down roof. I saw Bilbo rush to Gandalf and Bofur started talking but I couldn't hear it. Gandalf started riding towards me. "Thank you Iredessa.  I will be back soon." With that Gandalf rode off. I sighed and and dozed off

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