A Hobbit and A Dwarf

Wedding

We sit under the tree. It's so comfy. I play with the ring as Fìli looks up. The wind is chilly. I think we're here for about an hour. I decide it's time to go back now. As we ride back it starts to snow. We ride slower. When we arrive at Erebor again, Kìli is waiting for us. He looks okay, i wonder how'd he got there. He can't even walk. Well, let's keep that for later.

I let the two brothers have some quality time. Maybe i could consult with Dìs about the wedding dress. At the end of the hall, Thorin is talking with Gloin. I jog to him, maybe he knows where Dìs is.

"...we can't force him Thorin. The lad's still young." Gloin said.

"I'm sorry to bother, Thorin, do you know where is Lady Dìs?"

"She is with Kìli, if not, i do not know."Thorin answers calmly. "I see he have asked you." A smile forms on his face.

"Yes, he did. Thank you." I leave without hesitating. Before i turn right i hear him saying, "He's ready, Gloin...."

The last words keeps on playing in my head. 'He as who?' I see the boys still talking on the gate. Dìs wasn't and is not with them. I join them and Kìli starts to make fun of Fìli.

At dinner, Thorin announces that we, me and Fìli, is engaged. The company is having dinner with us and they congratulate us. Ori asks when is the wedding. Fìli says it will be after Winter. The beginning of Spring. Not a bad idea actually. After dinner i make him stay in our bedroom to plan about it.

(Time skip to the wedding day)

The dress is so beautiful. Dìs really understands different fashions of every races. I look at myself in the mirror, it feels strange to look at my eyes now. Then a soft knock is heard. My brother walks in. He admires the dress.

"Let's go sis, he's waiting." He says playfully.

"Of course little brother. Thanks for coming."

"Anything for my sis' big days."

He escorts me to Fìli, he looks as gorgeous as ever. After saying some promises we put on the rings at each others finger. I really love how's the ring is simple. We kissed as the others cheered and clapped. Then he hugs me tightly, whispering, "Yasith men." To my ear. "Yasun men." I whisper back at his ear. He lets me go and a look of surprise is on his face.

"You can speak Khuzdul?" He asks me.

"Of course i can. Language is also art." I smile.

"I believe mother told you that." He smiles playfully. "Yes, she did, a lot about you too."

For formality, we dance inviting the others to do so. What i've learned is that Fìli loves art. As we dance we talk in different languages. Sometimes we slip into another language without each other noticing. Then we just enjoy the day.

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Long time no update, so sorry for that. I have WiFi problems, hate it. So happy finally i write about 'our' wedding (ehehehe). Next chap will be the first child ^^, then the second and etc. Hope you enjoyed this chap!
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