Helfer pov
Well at the end off the night I was right, this metting was long. The dwarfs terrified the poor hobbit to the points he fainted( I scolded Bofur for that ) he's probably not coming after that.
Right know, I'm sitting at the dinning table talking and catching up with Fili and Kili and just laughing are back sides of . We were so deep in are conversation that I didn't notice Thorin coming into the room.
"Boys why can you come here please? " asked Balin. Smirking at Thorin silently telling him to go talk to me. The boys looked at balin then at Thorin got up and left the room with Balin. Thorin came and sat next to me.
"Hi ""Hi" we stared at each other for a few minute not saying anything
"I'm sorry ..." I said looking down. "what ever for ?" Thorin asked frowning "for not going to you for help ... I was so scared... they were killing and burning everything I was so scared I just ran ... they followed me for days I was scared that if I went to you they would destroy you-" I was cut of by Thorin as he pulled me into a hug and I couldn't hold it in anymore, I cried into his chest, and held him tight scared that if I let go of him he would disapper
"It's ok i undertand , i'm not mad sshhh it's ok ..." he said trying to confort me. After a few minutes I pulled away and try to dry my tear a little "I'm sorry .. for just breaking down like that" I said "No it's ok sometimes it's ok to cry" the dwarf said with a sad smile.
"The only important thing right now is that your here, with me, and safe." He continued.
"Yes... your right...well I should go to bed it's late and we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow. Goodnight Thorin." I said and started walking to the room Bilbo had so kindly let me sleep in for the night. "Oh, and Thorin? Give a chance to Bilbo, please? "
He signed nodded. I left the room, i got to my room and got into bed, and just as i was about to fall asleep i heard a hum, it sounded like an old song that Thorin would sing to me when we were young
~Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To seek our pale enchanted gold
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep
In hollow halls beneath the fells
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day
To claim our long-forgotten gold
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold, where no man delves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves
The pines were roaring on the heights
The winds was moaning in the night
The fire was red, it flaming spread
The trees like torches blazed with light
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale
The dragon's ire, more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail
The mountain smoked beneath the moon
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom (tramp of doom)
They fled their hall to dying fall
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon
Far over the misty mountains grim
To dungeons deep and caverns dim
We must away, ere break of day
To win our harps and gold from him
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old~
I listened to the dwarves sing gently loaded me into a dreams sleep.
A/N
Here's a small update sorry for not posting in a while a lot of things happened since I posted the last chapter.
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