More Than Your King (Thorin Oakenshield love story)

War

Marina POV

I walked away from the gate. Thorin's words echoed in my head.."I will have war." My hand absently reached up to touch my cheek. He will get war and it will be bloody.

Too bloody. I followed the company around for the rest of the day. War was waging outside, and we were trapped inside by our pain-in-the-ass- king. I had made myself known to Kili and Fili, and they were very happy to see me out of the dungeons, but pissed when they saw my cheek. As I stood with Kili and Fili we saw a figure coming. Thorin. I quickly dodged behind a pillar. Kili, still pissed, looked at Thorin. "I WILL not stand here and let OTHERS fight OUR battles FOR US!!! It is not in my blood Thorin!!" Thorin smiled and I looked at him in confusion. "No, it is not. We are sons of Durin, we never flee from a fight." Whaaaaattttt??? My eyes widened with a realization. He had beaten the sickness. Valar be praised. Thorin looked around. "I know I have no right to ask this of you, but will you follow me...one last time?" I backed farther into the shadows. I can't face him right now. A bell was rigged up, and it crashed into the makeshift stone wall. Thorin ran out, leading his company and rallying the dwarven army from the Iron Hills.  "They are rallying to their King." I whispered in awe as orc by orc was killed. I noticed Gandalfs hat and I ran. Elves were fighting too, Mirkwood elves. I bit my lip and wouldnt look at any of them. I ran around Dale, having lost sight of Gandalf. Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed me and I screamed. I was dragged into the ruin of a house and thrown on the floor. I landed with a gasp, having hit the injury from Smaug. "Look at the pretty girl." A voice sneered. I winced as I stood up. I looked up and saw that snake looking man.. what was his name... ahh yes, Alfred. "Why hello Alfred." I said, glaring at him. "Did you run away from the fighting?" Alfred growled. "Shutup you." and he swung his fist. I winced, waiting for the blow that never came. I cracked an eye open and saw King Thranduil holding Alfreds fist. "I would not do that, if I were you." Thranduil said lowly. Alfred sneered. "Ah, the Fabulous King Blondie! What brings you to these parts, come to enjoy the whore as well?" Quick as a flash, Alfred was sent flying. Thranduil turned to me. "Did he hurt you?" By this time I was shaking with rage. "Did he hurt me?? did he hurt me?!?! You had your men RAPE me and you ask if he hurt me!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!?!" Thranduils eyes widened. "Excuse me?" I rolled my eyes and pulled up my shirt, revealing the various bruises on my stomach. "You had your men rape me. Dont give me that look! You told them to!"  Thranduil shook his head. "They were under orders to  just  whip you. I did not tell them to rape you. I give you my word." I looked up at him. He was telling the truth, I could tell. "I...I believe you." Thranduil looked down at me. "You love that stubborn mountain king dont you?" I nodded. Thranduil smiled slowly. "Then let me help you save his life." My eyes widened. "Wh-what?" Thranduil noticed a horse and swung up on it and offered a hand to me. "Him and the two princes are in Ravenclaw, and they will die if you do not come with me. I took his hand and got on the horse. We rode up to Ravenclaw. I squinted in the fog. Thranduil got off the horse and helped me down. "I will save the younger prince. You need to find Thorin." Thranduil said. I frowned and turned to him. "But...what about Fili?" Thranduil looked down at me. "I'm afraid it is too late for him." I gasped and my hand flew to my mouth, tears streaming down my face. "No.." I whispered. Thranduil gave me a shove. "It will be too late for your king if you do not hurry!" He snapped and I ran, pulling out my swords as I went. Two goblins mercenaries came running at me and they lost their heads in a split second. I came upon Dwalin, who was fighting off several Gundabad orcs. "Dwalin!" I yelled as I joined in the fight. "Lassy! What do you think your doing?!" I grunted as I killed another orc. "I'm saving Thorin." The orcs were dead and Dwalin stood with me. "Where is he?" I shook my head. "I dont know." We suddenly heard the crack of something heavy on ice. "Hes that way!" I yelled. 15 orcs appeared. "Go lassy! I'll fight them off." Dwalin urged and I ran towards the sound. I crept through the fog and came to a small cliff.  I saw him. Thorin and Azog fighting. "Hes losing..." I whispered as I watched Thorin stumble and fall. "Azog stabbed him in the foot..." I whispered. I pulled out my bow and notched and arrow. I aimed for the arm that had the sword through it and fired. The arrow embedded itself in Azogs arm and he roared in anger and pain. I notched another and hit his other arm. He roared again. I jumped down from the cliff and pulled out my swords. Azog growled in pain as he pulled the arrows out. "Half Breed." He growled. Thorin was still on the ground. "I will kill you if you touch him." I said lowly. Azog chuckled darkly. "You will die." He growled before lunging at me. I dodged and slashed his arm and he roared. He started swinging his mace at me and I dodged but he kept swinging. I noticed Thorin getting up slowly, but Azog didnt. Instead he took the oppertunity to hit me with the mace. I cried out as i went flying across the ice and hit a rock. Azog started stalking towards me, sneering evilly. "Who is here to save you halfbreed?" He growled as he lifted his sword to swing the final blow. "I am." I heard Thorin say as he jammed his sword into Azogs chest. Azong roared and fell down dead. Thorin limped his way toward me. I spat out blood and dragged myself to lean against the rock. Thorin knelt down. "I am sorry." He whispered. "You couldve been killed." I smiled slowly. "Not a chance of that." I said as I opened my vest, revealing a silver mesh shirt. Thorin, eyes wide, touched my shirt. "Mithril...But...I gave that to Bilbo!" I smiled. "I found another in a chest." Thorin chuckled and pulled me into his arms. I gasped in pain when my bruised cheek brushed his shoulder. Thorin pulled back and I looked away, my uninjured cheek facing him. "Hey... Look at me?" He whispered and I slowly turned my head. Thorins eyes went wide and he gingerly touched my cheek. "I did this to you..."I nodded, a tear falling down my cheek. Thorin wiped it away and planted a gentle kiss to my bruised cheek. When he pulled back I saw a solitary tear making its way down Thorins cheek. I wiped it away and pulled his lips to mine. He stiffened, surprised, but quickly responded. He pulled back. "Their dead. Fili is dead, and I'm sure Kili is too."

"No, hes not." a voice said