King's Harmony {Thorin Oakenshield}

Fire {1}

Nobody could predict the day that Smaug would come and destroy everything I held dear. The fire was everywhere and screams filled my ears as I ran to find my husband, Thorin. Parts of our dear kingdom tumbled around me, shaking the ground as I ran with tears in my ears. My heart racing with fear. I had to find him!!

I followed my subjects to the main gates, hoping to see Thorin and his company, but they weren't there which made me worry more. I knew that Thorin could protect himself and so could his company, but panic rose as I looked around. Dale was engulfed in fire in the distance, leaving me feeling more heartbroken for everyone there.

"Thorin! Where is the king?!" I ask frantically as someone passes me, hoping that they can give me an answer. "Gone, my queen! Hurry, before you die too!" He yells, hurrying on as another piece of our beloved kingdom falls.

Gone? No... It can't be...

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Fire... Fire everywhere...

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The thought of having lost my husband had broken me, shattered my mind. My heart was fully broken that day and I could never be repaired. So I just simply walked away, I knew I had subjects who needed me, but who was I without my beloved Thorin?

Nothing. I was just an empty shell with no reason to live.

I walked away from my kingdom, into the woods to never be seen again by anyone I knew. I would simply disappear from the world and stay hidden. The feeling of being heartbroken overtook me, leaving me empty and bitter.

Years had gone by, and the story of Smuag spreading like the fire he killed my kingdom with. I found a small cottage on the edge of a small hobbit community, the Shire. It was quaint. Keeping to myself wasn't hard as most of the hobbits didn't like dwarves, sneering at me every time I was at the market.

I had to sadly sell my belongings to get the cottage, only keeping my wedding ring and my marriage beads that Thorin gave me. They were the only thing I had left... I couldn't part with them.

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Fire... Fire everywhere...

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The nightmares mostly kept me up at night, leaving me exhausted most of the time. The screams of my people... Seeing dead bodies at the gates of many I grew up with, so much death. Now I just keep to myself, not talking to anyone. They all think I'm mute and honestly, it's better for them and me.

This is my life now.

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The sun shining into my windows had me sighing, not wanting to get up from the comfort of the bed, but I rose anyway. I made my way to my kitchen, yawning as I made myself some breakfast wishing I could just go back to bed and sleep all day. Once I was done with cooking, sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room.

I spent many a night freezing because lighting a fire terrified me. A month without warmth though had me push through it and now I'm okay, well good enough for a tiny fire to cook and heat the cottage.

A sudden knock had me nearly drop my bowl, scaring me. Nobody ever came over so the confusion on who it could be made me stand to go check it out. placing the bowl on the nearby table I walk to my front door and see a hobbit man, standing there awkwardly.

"Who is it?" I call out, not wanting to open the door.

"Oh! My name's Bilbo Baggings, and I was wondering if you would take the offer up on coming over for dinner tonight?" The man spoke, speaking quietly and quickly. Dinner? "Sorry, sir, but we don't know each other so I feel like it would be inappropriate," I say, not feeling up to socializing with anyone.

"I completely understand, my lady, but I just noticed that you didn't know anyone and wanted to offer," Bilbo said, backing away from my door. He had been watching me? "You've been watching me?!" I snarled, feeling suddenly angry as I had come here to be left alone.

"Ah, n-no! W-Well, yes, but I didn't mean to! I know how it feels to be alone in this world and wanted to let you know that you weren't alone." Bilbo explained, stuttering over his words. His face held fear from my tone, but my anger faded away as I realized that I did feel alone.

But that's what I wanted, right? I wanted to be left alone, right?

"I apologize, Bilbo. Let me think on it and come back before nightfall." I said, my tone softer to not scare him again. I see him nodding from the window, "Of course, my lady. I shall be back later." He said and walked away, making me sigh. The urge to reject his offer was very tempting, to tell him to leave me alone. But the feeling of wanting someone to talk to was also tempting, to have someone simply listen.

Picking up my bowl from the table and sitting back in my chair, staring into the fire as I ate my breakfast. What could it hurt to have a friend after so long? Thorin wouldn't want me to be alone...

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Thorin...

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Tears filled my eyes at the thought of Thorin, the memories of his laugh, his smile, the feeling of his arms around me... I missed him terribly. He was my one. I set my bowl down to wipe my eyes, trying not to cry. I have cried every day since it happened, not being able to let him go.

After a minute or two, I was able to calm down and continue eating. That's when I decided that I couldn't be alone any longer. I needed a friend at least. Love would never come to me again, but a friend I would accept. Bilbo Baggins a friend? We shall see, won't we?

I placed my bowl into the sink to clean later once I was done eating. Maybe... just maybe it could get better from here...