Cloaked in Green

Chp.2: WAIT!

After the song was finished all the men, sunk down in the many bedrolls that were spread at the hobbit’s hole. All falling asleep one right after another, even Gandalf managed to find a place to fall asleep, his long figure laying in the entrance ways for the pantry and the dining room. At last there were only three, who were still awake.

In one of the many hallways, stood two of them.

“It appears we have lost our burglar. “ Balin sighs a long breath, “Probably for the best. The odds were always against us. After all, what are we? Merchants, miners, tinkers, toy makers. Hardly the stuff of legend.”

The dwarven prince smiled at his old advisor. “There are a few warriors amongst us.”

“ Old warriors, but aye, one or two good one’s for sure”

“ Balin I would take each and every one of these dwarves over an army from the Iron Hills, for when I called upon them, they answered.” The prince rested his hand on his chest for emphasis and Balin smiled.

“For they have loyalty, honor, a willing heart. I can ask no more than that.” Thorin moved his hand in a gesture toward the dark figure in the far corner. “As for the Cloak, they seem to have the same heart as them, for they came to help us.”

Nodding in agreement, Balin rested his hand gently on Thorin’s shoulder.

“You don’t have to do this. You have a choice. You’ve done honorably by our people. You have built a new life for us in the Blue Mountains. A life of peace and plenty. A life that is worth more than all the gold in Erebor.”

Looking down, Thorin moved to pull the key Gandalf gave him not a couple hours before, out of his pocket, lifting it up to shine in the light.. “From my grandfather to my father, this has come to me. They dreamt of the day when the dwarves of Erebor would reclaim their homeland. There is no choice, Balin. Not for me.”

The advisor nodded “Then we are with you, laddie. We will see it done.” The prince and his lucky advisor had both decided to finally lay their heads down for the night.

Leaving only one to awake.

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Sleep has never come easily to her Always blaming it on not sleeping on a proper bed but on the forest floors or in rocky caves, L.D. has grown accustomed to the erratic sleeping patterns her way of living has brought to her over the years. So when she noticed some of the dwarves starting to stir and the sun starting to shine through the window, she wasn’t surprised.

What did surprise her was how Thorin didn’t waste much time before he began ushering and moving the others around in a very orderly  fashion, with not but a drop of malice in his voice. Yes he spoke strong to his men, but there was no anger or annoyance in his voice. It was…impressive....but probably not too surprising, considering how he spoke of them.