The sound of the party roars out of the doors. No one would have thought a feast was being held inside the throne room. The walls were thick blocking out any sound from the inner walls. The dwarves followed the king into the party ''Meats form all over middle earth, is over with the warriors! The fruits and bah bah over there near the children, hobbits'' Dasis growled crossing her arms
''And the wine and mead can be found at the front table!'' Rhys rushed over to the said table, after saying what he had to. Nyx handed mugs to the dwarves how were too short to reach the table
Rhys was helped onto the table by his son Lugon. He caught his people attention raising his mug ''Skol! To the all Father!'' Even the children at the young age held up a cup, to the high roof, with a large painting of a man sitting on a great throne of gold. He had no eyes and a staff with three ravens
''Skol!'' They yelled sculling down their drinks ''Aahaaha!!'' They laughed taking a deep powerful breath of air. The dwarves watched the Ounari dancing around with long white dresses, horns jingling with beads and bells they threaded in. Kili danced with a short woman, the marks she wore turned into growling white lines, no longer black. Her black hair burst into flames as the beat of the sound dropped. Others around them had the same effect
Her hair was now a fierce red, the cuffs and crown woven into her hair black was ash. Black lips, dark eyebrows, glowing pink eyes. Nothing like the women he saw just before. She laughed with happiness singing along to the sound that played
''The seer is speaking with his gods
He will see what the future will become
In his vision all in the way will fall
Before the mighty warriors
The ritual of blood is a gift
To the spirits of the sea
They will help us reach
The place of our glory
Through the sea
Through fire
Through honourable death in fighting
We will come to the sacred land
Nothing stops us
Nothing breaks us
Our father awaits us
In the golden halls of Valhalla
Our women are shield maidens
With the power of Freya
They are fighting like the bravest
Side by side with our men
We can cross the ocean
Our ships are strong
Thor has blessed us with the thunder
Of the distant storm
Our enemies are close
They are praying to their god
I can see
The fear in their eyes
He can't help them in this battle
Because Odin
Our father
Stays on our side
Through the sea
Through fire
Through honourable death in fighting
We will come to the sacred land
Nothing stops us
Nothing breaks us
Our father awaits us
In the golden halls of Valhalla
I smell blood around
Valkyries are flying in the sky
The axes are pulling my hands to the ground
But I will continue to fight!
My fate belongs to the gods
Before the day I die
I must deserve the right
To join my fellow brothers''
Nyx grabbed onto her head walking over to the balcony to catch some air ''What is the matter my love?'' her body soundly became heavy ''Nothing'' the words didn't leave her mouth but they'll hers
''The baby is close, I'm starting to feel sick'' Maedhros hand run over the top, as he stubs lifted her large belly from her back ''Oh that's so nice'' ''Why are you really out here? I know that face'' ''Are daughter has left us to live in Gondolin, I wish to see her again'' Maedhros kissed her neck through a thin layer of cloths ''You want to see your sister'' ''Yes...'' Maedhros smirked
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Exiled (The Hobbit)
FantasíaShe was once Queen. Living out her life in the cold lands of the north. But living under the control of fear drives people to do unthinkable things. She was driven away. She was lost for many years until the grey winds washed over her checks again...
