Among the Stars

Chapter 6

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Elvish

Thoughts

Black speech

Dargoth

Khuzdul

I wake up in a panic, my face sheening with sweat while I pant. Of course I had a nightmare. There's always someone with bad nightmares in these kinds of stories. Ha!

"Ms. Koro! Breakfast is ready if you want any!"

I shake off the drowsiness and the nerves of my dream and stand up slowly. While I may have impeccable healing abilities, it's going to take a good deal of time to heal completely. I grab the walking stick from beside my bed and hobble towards the door and into the hall, leading to the kitchen.

"Good morrow Mr. Baggins. Can I be of any assistance?"

He shakes his head while smiling. I nod and sit in the delicate and tiny chair while he whistles and spins around, cooking as he goes. It's a very happy thing to watch. It makes my heart warm, seeing someone so happy and carefree. I have had difficulty resisting the urge to flinch every time his hand comes even remotely close to my being in any way.

"Ms. Koro, would you like sausage or bacon?"

"Sausage if you will please, and call me koro."

"Very well, but you must call me Bilbo!"

I look at him befuddled. He looks at me with eyes that shine with thankfulness. Why would he thank me? He is the one helping me. He is helping me to recover, he is providing me a place to stay while I recover, he's keeping me fed, and he is doing it all with no complaint. I wish more people would be like this hobbit. The world would be a much better place.

I smile at the kind hobbit before a plate of sausage, eggs, biscuits and gravy, and roasted potatoes was placed in front of me. He sets a plate of the same thing in front of himself and we both dig in. I smile while eating but I have to be careful of my tender lips.

A small salt crystal lands on the inside of my moth where the wound is and I hiss in pain. Bilbo looks up at me with a questioning look. He sees me with a finger on my lip hissing, his expression turns sad.

"Well Koro I need to look at your wounds. Would that be alright?

I look up and nod, with food in my mouth. I swallow and slide the plate away from me. The plate however was almost still full. Bilbo raised an eyebrow and asked a simple question,

"You don't want to eat any more? There's plenty so don't worry."

I look at him with a confused head-tilt. He gestures to my plate and continues.

"You can eat as much as you'd like. I do not know how long it has been since you've had proper food but I figured you would have eating a bit more based on the state of everything else."

My eyes widen and I look back to the food before slowly sliding the plate back towards me. I begin eating more while Bilbo looked at me with a smile. I smiled back with my teeth. I had small but still noticeable fangs replacing my normal, elf canines. I usually had fangs when I was eating, especially tough foods.

"Wow... are those...real?"

"As really as you are Bilbo."

He just gapes and I smile again before returning to my last bite of sustenance. I swallow it and stretch my arms out to push the chair back that I was sitting on. I grab my walking stick and shakily stand. I walk to the living room before sitting on the small couch.