Hobbit-imagines/one shots

Bofur- white knight (part 2)

A/N: song is * you havent seen the last of me yet- cher

The turbulent storm above raged on over a city of Esgroth..Dale. Periodicaly the city was lit up by the sudden flashes of lightning above and the very ground would shake with each booming of the thunder. With each flash , a small figure could be seen carrying another within his arms as he trudged through the thick mud that had formed by the torrential rainfall. He didnt seem to struggle in the least as he made his way down some vacant streets, heading for some destination that only he knows.

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You slowly felt the darkness receding from your mind as you come back to awareness. As you breath, pain spears through you with each intake of air, as your body is being jarred by jolting movements. You realize quickly that you are in someones arms and panic begins to overtake you...briefly...until a gentle burred tone reaches through your fear, calming you instantly.

"Easy lass. Yur safe now. Bofurs got yeh." opening your eyes, focusing on a face not even six inches from yours, you see warm hazel eyes fleeting down to meet yours briefly before focusing on the path in front of him. As he kept walking you were able to take a moment to look at your rescuer. His hair looked like a absolute mess..maybe worse than when he came to the inn earlier. His clothes were completely soaked as were yours and he seemed to be speckeled all over with the mud that he was having to stamp through...splashing it up with each step onto both of you. Your eyes focus upon his face that was peering intently on the path he was making his way down upon. There was crinkle lines around his hazel eyes that were concentrating upon his surroundings and his full lips were drawn tight under the thick drooping mustache.

It became very aparent as the warmth of his body radiated into yours that this wasnt a dream you had conjured up..he really was here holding you...he really did rescue you after all. You laid your head down on his sopping wet shoulder, nuzzeling into his neck...that smelled like sweet pipe weed mixed with a warm earthy tone...escaping some of the rain that was pouring down onto the both of your faces. You could feel him breath out a sigh of relief that you were not afraid of him and then he chuckeled as he felt you wrap your arms tighter around his neck...easing up under his hat for better protection.

"It will be over soon lass. Im taken yeh teh a friend of mine. He will help us." He could hear your murmur of curiousity ~ who~ "Bard." he felt you stiffen as a squeak of ~ The King?~ left your lips. "Aye. Hes a friend of mine and teh yah..if yeh let him be." trepidition filled you as you thought ~how could he want teh be . Im nothing but a lowly tavern wench.~ but you decided to put your trust in this handsome dwarf..after all he had saved you so he earned your trust. You kept calm and quiet as he carried you onward to the one place you never dreamed you would ever get to see.

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Bofur felt the girl calm down in his arms and he sighed inwardly in relief that she was entrusting him on this. He kept plodding through the thick soupy mud..hoping he remembered the way to Bards home and praying he would help them out. Finally the kings domicile came into sight and Bofur exhaled loudly in a relieving sigh..the end was near..almost. Now he just needed to deal with the guards that were posted outside the large iron gates.

"Halt! What business do you have here?" the guards voice was very brusque and sounded irritated..like Bofur could blame him, after all he was having to stand out in this weather.

"Im here teh see King Bard." Bofurs tone was full of confidence as he stood there peering up at the man before him. "Please tell him Master Bofur is here teh see him..its urgent." the guard looked like he was going to object but the girl gave him a pleading look from under Bofurs chin and a whisper soft " please sir.". The guard groaned out..it seemed he had a soft spot for damsels in distress...poked his head inside a side door off from the front gate to speak to whomever before turning back around to them once more.