A Hobbit's Tale-Thorin's P.O.V.

2-The Other Two

Curse my luck, I have been wandering along the road of Shire for hours now, finally spotted the door bearing the mark. Lost my way twice if I must add. I'm sure the others were here already, along with the wizard & the other two members. We shall be 15 in total if you want to add the wizard that is, my two nephews my baby sister Dis's sons including my closest friends Balin & his brother Dwalin. As I approached the round green door with the mark on it. I raised my hand but I held back as I heard what sounded like laughter inside? A little annoyed though I knocked at the door three times then I heard silence. Removing my hood, I looked around me. This place called Shire, Bag-End, was very peaceful & serene. Bilbo Baggins house was kind of homey & picturesque, he had a small garden which not only consists of flowers but vegetables too. Interesting. I have met a few hobbits in my time but I had not considered in getting to know them. I was still unconvinced about hiring this hobbit/burglar & as for this female human, according to Gandalf she had already signed her part of the contract. I guess I shall have to deal with them somehow. The door opened slowly I looked up to see the familiar face of Gandalf the grey.
Thorin: "Gandalf, I thought you said that this place would be easy to find. Lost my way twice. I might not have found it if had it not been for the mark on the door."
I removed my cloak just as an irritated hobbit walked past me, my companions were standing behind me.
Hobbit: "Mark? There is no mark on the door, I had it repainted last week!"
Gandalf: "There is indeed a mark on your door, my friend, for I had planted it there myself. Bilbo Baggins, may I introduce you to the leader of the company, Thorin Oakenshield."
Handing my cape behind me to my youngest nephew, Kili, I observed this burglar of ours. He was of an average height for a halfling with a dusty-blond hair. This ought to be interesting!
Thorin: "So this is the hobbit?"(Circling him)"Tell me, Master Baggins, have you done much fighting?"
Bilbo: "I beg your pardon?"
Thorin: "What is the weapon of your choice? Axe or sword?"
Bilbo: "Well if you must know that I'm fairly good in playing conkers, but I fail to see why that is relevant."
Thorin:(Clearly amused yet unimpressed)"I thought as much, looks more like a grocer than a burglar."
That last bit was for Gandalf to hear as the group laughs at how I desribed the halfling. By now I'm sure this old friend of the wizard must be here as well, the 15th member. As I turned around, I froze literally, for she was not exactly what I had expected she would be. She was a woman but so young & very attractive, she must be in her late 20s or early 30s. I eyed her from her head to toe slowly & she was feeling uncomfortable I could tell. She was of average height for young woman I could easily reach her shoulders. Her hair was long, midnight black, tied in a high pony-tail, her complexion was creamy with rosy tinge, her eyes were of golden-brown like a new shiny gold coin. She was wearing a long deep blue shirt with long sleeves, dark brown trousers, long black boots & rusty colored scarf around her neck. Gandalf said she was a trained fighter but to me she seems so fragile that it could awaken a protective instinct in any man's heart. Her beautiful eyes held me captivated like a prisoner, was she blushing? Instinctively, I felt drawn towards her, for some odd reason it feels as if I know her from my past, but how? Before I could ponder any further a slight cough brought me back to my senses. Of course we were not alone in this little hobbit-hole. Curse it.
Gandalf: "Ah, Thorin, allow me to introduce one more member who shall be joining us!"
Girl:(Interrupting the wizard)"Greetings, Lord Oakenshield, it is an honor to finally meet you. My name is Anya Hadin, at your service."
She bowed lightly then extended her hand towards me. Her voice sounded much younger than her person, it was enchanting, she had a small smile on her lips. I looked down at her hand I could sense everyone around us waiting for my next move. Keeping my eyes on her face, I held her hand in mine & lightly shook it. Feeling her dainty hand engulfed in mine sent an odd jolt through my arm straight to my heart but I managed to hold it. This sensation was alien to me but I like it. If the girl felt the same l could not tell for she did not flinch.
Anya: "Well then with that out of the way shall we continue the meeting, gentlemen?"
I nodded my head in response, I had no choice but to let her go, gently squeezing her hand before releasing her. As I brushed past her I caught the sweet scent of many herbs & Wild Jasmine from her. Without turning I peeked over my shoulder, her slim back was towards me so I could not see her face for the moment. Sighing, I bowed my head to hide my smile, I looked down at my hand which had held the girl's hand. Her hand seemed so small & fragile in mine. I wondered how can she manage a weapon, Gandalf did not mention about which weapon was Anya's speciality. Anya Hadin was her name. I began to sense someone glaring at me, turning it was Dwalin, he raised his eyebrows at me in question but I simply acted ignorant. I took the seat at the head of the table, the others took their seats as well besides the hobbit & the girl. I looked towards Gandalf who was lighting his pipe.
Gandalf:(Smiling)"Relax, those two are in the kitchen trying to make some decent meal for you, Thorin. Even though before your arrival Bilbo Baggins pantry had been raided, so to speak."
Hearing that I turned to stare at the group before me, they all tried to avoid my gaze even Dwalin. They all had a sheepish look on their faces, I simply shook my head. No wonder Master Baggins was irritated almost as if he was not expecting us, well I guess the damage was done. At the back of my mind I wondered what Anya must have felt. I closed my eyes briefly, like I said the damage was done. Lets hope everything goes along smoothly & hope for the best.

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