semna bluebell; changeling, princess, servant. she'd follow Thorin to the ends of the earth and beyond. she'd protect Bilbo with every bone in her body. she'd love Legolas like there's no tomorrow. she'd carry Frodo every step of the way.
semna blue...
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120 years earlier
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(3 person pov)
"Lunch time!" a woman called, walking out of her home to see her husband playing with their kids. The little girl was on her father's shoulders as the two little boys ran around them. Though their playing halted when they heard her.
"Food!" The boys' eyes lit up and they dropped their wooden swords. "(1)Abeoji! Let's go get food!!" The little girl climbed down from her father's shoulders and jumped off of his back and onto the ground, landing not so gracefully.
She tucked into a roll and ended up flat on her face. "Ouch." the girl muttered, jumping up and chasing after her older brothers. "Here you are darling," her mother gave her a bowl, steaming soup swirling inside. "It's hot, be careful." her mother added.
"Thank you (2)eomeoni!" The little girl lifted her bowl up and took a sip, almost dropping the bowl as she started to fan her mouth. "Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot!" she cried out, taking a big gulp of water. "Eomeoni just warned you, dummy." the boy across from her rolled his eyes, earning a smack from the other boy.
"Shut up (3)namdong, you've done the same thing." "aish, (4)wae geureohge sege ttaeryeoya haesseo." the first boy complained, clutching the back of his head. The boy, aish, smirked at his sulking younger brother.
"(5)dangsineun geureol jagyeogi issseubnida." aish answered casually. "Boys, quit it." the mother called, raising an eyebrow as they were about to argue with her. "Geurae eomeoni." they muttered in unison, quickly glaring at each other.
The little girl giggled at her brothers, hopping up after she finished her soup. "I'm done eomeoni, may I go play in the woods?" she asked, giving her mother puppy dog eyes. "I don't know, agi, the woods are dangerous." her mother said wearily.
"Let her go, nin le fireil, she can always shift if needed." her father called from the head of the table. Her mother was still opposed to the idea, but sighed and nodded. "Just take your dagger, agi." she quickly said, watching as her daughter grinned.
"Geurae eomeoni." she ran and grabbed her dagger, it was her mother's when she was younger, so it was about the size of a sword for the little girl. Though she knew how to use it well and when she grew, she'd finally use it as a dagger.
The little girl ran out of the house and straight to the forest line. She spent hours in the woods, it was nearly nightfall when the little girl decided to go home. When the sun fell out of the sky, she noticed a bright light in the direction of her home.
"Weird." she muttered to herself, picking up speed and breaking the tree line. The little girl screamed in horror as she dropped to her knees, going limp as she stared at her burning home. Her crown, which is way too big for her, started to heat up from the intensity, but she didn't seem to notice.
