Chapter 6

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24 years later June 3rd

I sit with Frodo on the bank of my garden Samwise is clipping away at the heather. Thorin's tree shone in the beautiful summer sun it had grown remarkably and the leaves looked like the feathers of a blue phoenix. My mind wanders off and I imagine myself roaming the mountains, crossing rivers, facing dragons, kissing Thorin. Wait...

"Thorin," I mumble to myself as Frodo was with Meriadoc now "you know what dragon sickness feels like but you have no idea of the love sickness I am suffering. I will have to live with it for the rest of my life because of him... I hope you can hear me, yours, Thorin's master burglar."

Suddenly my ring fell out of my pocket "Noooooo, come back you are very precious to me." It rolled under the bush and I desperately wiggled my hand around eventually I found it embedded in a pile of branches. All that stress made me have an incredible urge for a cup of tea. I stroke the silvery bark and returned inside.

"I worry for him, that ring is having a very negative influence upon him. But Bilbo you do not know that I suffer the same love sickness every day, my spirit is not at rest because of how much I love you. I cannot touch you or let you know that I am constantly watching over you, making your life better in tiny little ways. I love you Bilbo and I always will, yours, Bilbo's King under the mountain."

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