An Unexpected Addition (Fili Fiction)

Chapter 26

 "Be gone, ere arrow fly!" Thorin shouted the words that sealed our fate and I felt like slapping the man silly.  It was my future too and I preferred to stay alive! When Thorin returned to the dwarves Bilbo bravely questioned his sanity and to that, Thorin ordered us to prepare for war. 

"It means Master Baggins, you should never underestimate dwarves," Thorin gave him a confident smirk and turned to the rest of us, very enthusiastic. "We have reclaimed Erebor - Now we defend it!"  

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"Try this on for size," Fili passed me a chest plate and I held it up, examining it. 

"It's very heavy... I'm not sure I will be able to move in this even a bit," I admitted and passed it back to him and he sighed getting a little impatient, clearly. "Do you have anything that is fit for women?"

"No... I don't think so because women normally wouldn't go to war in the first place." 

"That's a little sexist, wouldn't you say?" 

Fili shrugged and put the chest plate back on the shelf, searching for something else I could wear. "What about that one?"

He pointed to another chest plate and I reached over to lift it, already deciding it was much too heavy for me. "Nothing for women?" I pressed.

"Pilda, I told you that there's nothing here for women..."

I was growing frustrated and ran a hand through my braids, trying to keep my head on my shoulders. "How about this," I suggested, "What if you sort yourself out now and I'll worry about me. Thanks for your help but we're not getting anywhere."

Fili opened his mouth to protest but I put a hand up and walked away off to another part of the armoury, further in the back where the dustier things lay. What if I could find something that was a perfect fit? There had to be something down here! My eyes were drawn to intricate designs and beautiful armour but I had to think practically. What was I going to wear into battle? 

After a solid hour of searching the shelves I found nothing that I could wear and eventually gave up, hoping I could protect myself without any armour. As unlikely as that was, I had to try and hope that it would work because wearing all of that would only make it impossible to move, therefore impossible to defend myself. As I walked out of the armoury to no avail, Fili stopped me once more with a set of chain in his hand. 

"This won't do much but it can help you in a scratch," Fili said to me, passing over a lightweight vest made of dark chains and a sleek coat to go over it. I fastened the belt and put the chains over my head and I tested my ability to move. It was better than nothing and I admired the way I looked in a dusty, smashed mirror. 

"I hope it helps a bit and it's not too heavy. Thank you, Fili." 

"It was no problem."

I looked around the armoury and saw that everyone had gone except for a few distant voices to the back of the place. Leaning on my toes, I gave Fili a light kiss on the cheek, making him smirk and turn just a little bit red. 

"Now, I need a sword."

"Or an axe, mind you," he suggested, guiding me over to an array of weapons that hung on tall racks. 

After another hour I decided on a sword with a thin, lean, long blade that caught the light. I had also decked myself out with a pair of throwing axes and a couple small dagger-like blades for close-quarter combat.  

"Thank you again," I said to him and put the blade back into it's holster on my hip, all prepared for what was to come. Fili nodded contently and cocked his elbow. I took it and we walked off together and I wondered to myself what would come of us after the battle. When he was officially the prince, I mean. 

"Are you scared?" I asked the question after a long period of thought, wondering if it was a god move. 

"Me?"

"Yes, you."

Fili cleared his throat and furrowed his eyebrows, clearly thinking deeply. "Not yet."

"You think you will be?"

"When someone or something gives me a reason to actually be scared, then I will be."

"So you're not afraid of death?"

"No."

I thought for a moment about his answer and then looked up to him, unwilling to move my feet another step before I said a few things. "I'm scared of death."

"Are you? What's to be scared of?"

"All of it," I paused, "What comes after it, how it feels, if it ever ends..." 

"As I said, Pilda. There's no sense in being afraid of something unless it's there right in front of you. That goes for death as well. You'll spend your whole life stepping on glass unless you can get over your fear."

I nodded, taking that in and laid my head on his shoulder, so grateful to have him here with me. I just hope that he never actually leaves me...

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Just a note that I actually thought that the very first line in this chapter was "Be gone and let those arrows fly" but I was proved wrong when I searched it up online. It's funny, the things you don't realise when you watch the movie compared to a transcript, compared to the novel.

I'm also sorry that this is a shorter chapter but I figured it was a good place to leave it off.

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