There was blood. So much blood. Black blood, red blood, and a mix of the two. The battle raged on. There seems to be no end. You had sought out Thorin when he ran out with his kin. He ran along side hi. As you slashed into your opponents. You cut off limbs and legs and he cut off the head to finish the job. It was great teamwork. He saved you life on more than one account and you saved his. Both of your blades sang as they pierced through the enemy. It was something that had pulled on your heart strings.
Yes, he was in fact a king, but he knew that that came second. If he must defend his home and his things, he would do what ever it was to protect what was his. You loved that about him. And with each glance you took of each other you felt it more and more. It was like a whirlwind of feelings. You could not be together! It was like your heart and you mind were giving up on you. You so desperately wanted to be with him, but it would be sinful.
"Y/n! " Thorin shouted and you looked at him," We ride to Ravenhill!" He was mounted I tip of a war Ram. He held a hand out to you and you took it with a grin. You held onto his waist as he sped off toward the rocky slope.
***
"You're going to be okay, you know that right?" You leaned over him. He was laid over a cot in a tent.
"I know....it just...," he sighed. Your brows furrowed.
"What? You can tell me anything," you put a soft hand on his and he looked at it for a moment before grabbing your hand in his.
"Again, I know....," he was silent while he contemplated what he was going to say," I've done somethings that's I wish I could take back y/n. Hurtful things. To my kin and dear friends," he began.
"They will forgive you Thorin; they respect you," you smiled. He smiled back. He didn't dare move his body for fear of pain. He had been done in my Azog before the fatal blow of Orcist.
"Perhaps, but it is not just the bad that I reminisce on y/n," he looked into you gorgeous e/c eyes. "I have done some good too. One of them was meeting you," he smiled. You blushed at his complement.
"I'd love to hear your tales Thorin, but for now, please- rest," you pulled your hand back. He needed rest and he knew it. Healing his broken body was his top priority right now.
"If you promise to return to me once I've healed," he said before you fully exited.
"I promise," you whispered loud enough for him to hear. And you stepped into the cold winter wind and walked on to find Bard.
***You met up with Bard a couple times today. It was the same small chit chat you usually had. You asked him how his kids were doing and you were relived to hear that they were doing just fine.
"I swear, Bane grows two inches every time I see him," you smirked and Bard chuckled.
"Don't remind me, he will be a man sooner than I should like,"
"He already is a man. He is one of courage and bravery. He's very smart that boy," you said happily.
"Indeed he is. I don't think I could ever bring him out of his stubbornness though. He must get it from his mother," he laughed to himself.
"Definitely!" You had met Bards wife on more than one occasion before she passed.
Bard exhaled deeply," so, you remember how you said there was no bet you couldn't win?" You gave him a challenging stare as you walked with him," how could I not? Why? Have one you think I will succumb to?"
"Not just think, know. Want to hear it?"
"You bet your ass," you smiled devilishly.
