It Was Her

Chapter 4

These are Tili's throwing axes but they have a shorter handle.

The dwarves were led down to the dungeons by the elves as Thorin was taken to see Thranduil. Tili could only imagine how that would go, definitely not well that's for certain. She knew her uncle would never make any kind of deal with Thranduil, not after he betrayed him when Smaug attacked Erebor. Chances were they would be stuck in these dungeons for a while.

Legolas led Tili to her cell which was next to her twin's and across from Fili's. Legolas lightly pushed Tili into the cell, but grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. Tili looked up at him confused.

"Do you want me in the cell or not?"

Legolas raised an eyebrow and held his hand out expectantly.

"Hand it over."

Tili rolled her eyes and groaned, reaching into her coat to pull out a dagger. Tili muttered something in Khuzdul as she stomped into her cell and sat on the bench leaning her head on the bars.

Legolas shook his head as a ghost of a smile spread over his lips. He turned and walked over to Tauriel who was watching him with an eyebrow raised.

"She's quite tall for a dwarf. Do you not think?" Tauriel asked in Elvish so none of the dwarves would understand.

Legolas looked at her confused for a moment, wondering why she was asking him that. Legolas glanced back at the dwarf in question, looking away before she caught his stare.

"For a dwarf, yes." Legolas replied almost absentmindedly.

"And quite beautiful for one too." 

"Yes. I mean if you could call dwarf beautiful"

Tauriel smirked as Legolas' pointed ears tinged pink as he stumbled around his words trying to amend what he said.

"Do not worry, dear friend. I will not tell a soul." Tauriel winked before walking away leaving a flustered Legolas behind her.

Legolas watched as Tauriel left trying to figure out what she meant. 'Not tell a soul what?' Legolas took one last look at Tili who's hair swished in her face as she quickly turned her head away before turning and leaving to report to his father.

Tili sighed as some of the company, her brothers being two of them, threw themselves at the doors in a fruitless attempt to break them down. Tili would have done the same, but she knew they wouldn't be getting out of these dungeons by brute force, she of all people knew that seeing as she was some what of an expert in escapes and breaking in and out of things. Something she learned to do quite a bit growing up.

"Leave it! There's no way out. This is no Orc dungeon; these are the halls of the Woodland Realm. No one leaves here but by the king's consent." Balin informed.

The dwarves seemed to give up after that and sat down in their cells wondering and waiting for what the future might hold. 

Tili huffed out a loud sigh thinking about their journey so far, her mind wandered to what she and Kili had spoken about at Beorn's.

"Kili?" She called out staring at the wall.

"Yes Tili?" Kili replied his back leaning against the wall opposite the one that separated them.

"You know how I said I'd rather be locked in a dungeon surrounded by Elves instead of getting married?"

"Yes." Kili smiled remembering the conversation they shared.