Chapter 29

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Fehlina finishes off the two orcs, turns and sees Thorin laying down on the ice.
He's trying to stop Azog's blade from piercing him.
Fehlina fits her last arrow to her bow's string, aims and fires at The Defiler.
She hits Azog in the chest.
He doesn't die, but it gives Thorin just enough time to regroup.
He rolls over, gets up and jumps Azog.
Azog falls on his back and Thorin stabs him with his sword.
Fehlina rushes to help, but Azog's almost already dead.
She slices Azog's throat, to finish him off, just when Throin's sword goes all the way through the beast. Thorin's long time foe was finally dead.

Thorin looks at Fehlina, eyes wide with shock.
"You saved me!" he exclaims.
"Hardly," Fehlina says, pretending to shrug. "Besides, I owe you, remember? The warg in the forest?"
Thorin smiles. So does Fehlina, and soon they find themselves in a strong embrace.

"Fili! Kili!" Thorin suddenly shouts, everything that's happened since they arrived on Ravenhill rushing back to him now that instant danger is not upon them.

They search the area, and find Fili and Kili badly wounded after the fall.
Thorin starts crying. "I promised I would protect them! To keep them safe," tears stream down his face.
Fehlina puts her arms around him, trying to comfort him.
They're soon joined by Dwalin and Bilbo, and then Gandalf and the rest of the dwarves from Thorin's company.
Gandalf sits down beside Fili and Kili, to have a look at their wounds. He puts his hand to Kili's forehead and whispers something.
Suddenly Kili gasps for air as he wakes up.
Gandalf does the same to Fili, which also opens his eyes.
"They're very hurt and reduced, but with aid, comfort and rest; they will live," Gandalf assures them all.


The dwarves, elves, men and eagles won the battle, but too much elvish and dwarvish blood have been shed to be rejoicing and to celebrate any victory.
Plus, Thranduil's raging towards Fehlina and her behaviour.
"You're a disgrace! Taking side with the dwarves!" he roars.
"So did you in this war!" Fehlina counters.
"I had no choise!" Thranduil shouts.
"Neither did I," Fehlina rages back. He might be her king, but she does not fear him. "I chose to do the right thing, and so did you. To have stood idly by in this battle would have been the disgrace!"
Thranduil calms down as he knows deep down they're on the same side, that they both had the same knife to their throats when all hell broke loose.
There's a greater enemy lurking than the dwarves.
"So what now?" the king asks Fehlina, understanding that she didn't just choose to fight along side the dwarves for the sake of righteousness, but also for the sake of her heart.
"I don't know," she says, looking down. Her ligeance belongs to the Silvan Elves, but her heart to The King under the Mountain.

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