The Dragon (Book Five in the Aerlinniel's Secret Series)

Chapter 7: I Have The Only Right

Okay, so for the ship name for Aerlinniel and Legolas, Aerlas and Leginniel kept getting tied. So, since I am on vacation visiting family right now, I decided to ask them. The majority of them chose...Leginniel! Leginniel is the winner! :D Okay, I'll stop blabbering, now on with the story!

Aerlinniel POV

I sit up and gasp. The first thing that I notice is that my head hurts. I'm not really sure what happened. My hand goes to my head and I flinch. The last thing I remember was Imryll shouting and then I got hit on the head.

Where am I? I slowly get up, feeling a bit dizzy. I find the wall and run my hand along it. At first, all I feel is hard wall, but then I feel bars.

I'm in a cell.

Oh no, I need to get back to Bilbo and the Dwarves. Where are Mallory and Imryll? I don't hear their heartbeats. I only hear one other heartbeat but I don't recognize it. I need to get out of here, but how?

Bilbo POV

It is night at Laketown. The Dwarves and I are sneaking through the town toward the armory, and we are trying to hide from the watchmen. We hide behind a boat as two watchmen walk by.

"Shh! Keep it down." Dwalin whisper shouts.

"As soon as we have the weapons, we make straight for the mountain. Go, go, go!" Thorin informs us.

Thorin points to Nori, who gets a running start and runs up a pyramid of Dwarves who have pressed themselves against the walls of the city armory. He goes through the second floor window.

"Next." Says Thorin.

That's me. I run up the pyramid of Dwarves and through the window.

Soon, a few of the other Dwarves are now in the armory, and begin collecting the weapons that are stored here. Kili struggles under a load of several different weapons, and Thorin hands him another one.

Thorin hands Kili a weapon, "You all right?"

"I can manage. Let's just get out of here." Kili replies.

I hear a loud noise and look over to see Kili falling down the steps. The weapons he was holding make a terrible clanging noise. In the distance, I can hear the watchmen yell out, and running footsteps approaching.

"Run!" Dori yells.

The Dwarves and I grab weapons, but several guards point pikes at us. Kili has a dagger to his throat.

"Get off of me!" Dwalin demands as they drag us away.

They stop us and we stand there until someone comes out.

"What is the meaning of this?" He asks.

"We caught 'em stealing weapons, sire."

"Ah. Enemies of the state, then."

"This is a bunch of mercenaries if ever there was, sire."

"Hold your tongue. You do not know to whom you speak. This is no common criminal. This is Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror!" Dwalin says and gestures at Thorin.