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

27-You Are The One

The moon was shining brightly at this secluded area between some rocks. Anya kept staring at me curiously of course wanting to know why I brought her here with me. This innocence of hers really baffles me at times, part of her charm which I like about her. I have this one thing which I had to give it back to her.
Anya: "What is the matter, Thorin? Is everything...?"
I had to interrupt her by placing my finger on my lips.
Thorin: "Just trust me, love & turn around for a minute."
She blinks in confusion yet she obliged by turning her back to me. I put my hand inside my tunic & carefully pulled out the golden locket. It was gleaming against the moonlight. I remembered the moment when we had landed in the goblin's cave & when I had pulled her beneath me. At first I was stunned by being this close to her for the first time, our bodies that is. I recalled that the goblins are also fond of precious metals. I wasn't like Nori yet I managed to remove it & hid it safely in my tunic where hopefully those creatures would not find it. Slowly stepping to the girl, I placed it around her neck, her scent was alluring as usual. Holding the chains in one hand, while my other hand gathered her long silky, black hair over her shoulder. My fingertips tingling as it came in contact with the soft skin of her neck. I heard her gasp as I clasped her locket. She turned to look at me while holding it, with questions in her eyes. I nervously rubbed at the back of my neck which was completely foreign to me. I then saw tears at the corner of her eyes but they were of gratitude not pain. 
Thorin:(Clearing my throat)"I'm sure you must have assumed that your locket was either lost or stolen back at the goblin's cave. I can assure you, Anya, I had no intention of stealing it. But I had kept it safe from those goblin's greedy clutches the moment we had landed in their cage & before we got captured."
Seeing that there was no response coming from her so I continued. She then bent her head slightly but I could tell she was listening. I blushed slightly, embarrassed so to speak, I saw her tears sliding down her face yet I continued.
Thorin: "I knew how important this locket was to you, because its your family, a part of you. Just like your father's jacket was &...!"
Unable to finish at to what I was saying for I felt the wind knocked out of my body. Anya Hadin, she was hugging me, her arms were around my neck, leaving me positively stunned. My senses were engulfed by her perfume of many herbs & Wild Jasmine. I could not only hear my heart hammer wildly but I could hear her thanking me & everything. For returning her locket then she stopped, realizes our present situation, what she was doing. But I did not want her to move from there not wanting to lose her touch. Growling low, I let my arms wrap around her waist in an iron grip. I heard her breath hitch a little, pulling her body close to mine. I buried my face between her neck & shoulder, inhaling her scent deeply.
Thorin:(Murmuring softly against her skin)"Oh, Anya, my Armâlimê."
She was tense at first then slowly she began to relax, which made me smile, keeping her close. In my arms at last was overwhelming, she was so warm & soft. To think that she would hug me first, made my heart soar. This feeling made me forget everything & everyone, it was just her & me. Our hearts beating as one. These feelings which I have for the girl was making my heart burst, I had to let her know. Whether she feels the same or not yet in many ways she showed me that she does care. By Mahal. Reluctantly, we had to separate, I gently cupped her face, holding her close. I saw that her eyes were closed almost as if she was afraid to look at me. That made me smile as I softly caressed her warm cheeks with my thumbs, wiping her tears as well. Her hands were holding my wrists, her long eyelashes were shadowing her cheeks. I touched her forehead with mine, taking a deep breath.
Thorin: "Anya, open your eyes & look at me."
She slowly opened her eyes & I lost myself in them. Next she began to blush, lowering her eyes, I chuckled lightly. Slowly, I let my fingers touch her soft cheek then trailing down to her neck. Brushing lightly against her cheek to whisper in her ear which was peeking a little from her black hair, I felt her trembling slightly.
Thorin: "I love it whenever you blush this way so rosily, Anya. You are so beautiful not only from the outside but inside as well. I know that everyone had grown fond of you, lass."(Growling slightly)"But you belong to me, Anya & I won't let any man touch you. You are mine!"
The last part was true for in my heart she is mine, I want her. Since I first laid my eyes on her, not only because of her beauty & body but mostly her spirit & her soul. Her golden-brown eyes were huge in awe & wonder as she kept staring at me.
Anya:(Stumbling words)"Thorin, I...I don't know what to say...!"
I slipped my arm inside her jacket to grasp her waist, pulling her close to my body. My other hand still cupping her cheek. I was staring at her small mole on her upper lips, attracting me. I briefly kissed it, felt her body stiffening. She wasn't expecting this, but I was patient. Cupping her face again as I stepped back, I gazed in her eyes smiling. Pleased to know that I would be her first.
Thorin: "I know that not only Bilbo Baggins risked his life to save me, Anya, but you did the same for your own reason. No use to lie, my love, because your eyes do not."
She then bit her lip blushing again, I was right about my assumption. I touched our foreheads together, softly sighing.
Thorin: "I have to confess, Anya, I was really doubtful about having a woman on board. But when the first time I saw you at Bilbo's house, I was stunned. You were not what I expected you to be!"
Anya: "Did you expect a woman about Gandalf's age with a staff & a bent body?"
We both laughed at this, I simply shook my head.
Thorin: "Not exactly old but not so young either, beautiful & smart. Your father would be proud."
Anya: "Actually, Thorin, if my father was alive today he would keep me away from all this. He would protect me, he had always treated me as if I was fragile. It was Gandalf & Lord Elrond who believed in me."
I for one would not disagree with her father, even I have felt the same thing. She is fragile to me as well as strong. The way she had faced my arch nemesis along with the hobbit.
Thorin: "About that, Anya, I wanted to appologize. I was jealous between this fondness you had with Lord Elrond."
Anya: "But he is my friend, Thorin. I respect him the same way as I do to Gandalf."
Thorin: "I understand that now, love. But for now I need to ask you something."
I took both her hands in mine, lacing our fingers together, our eyes locked.
Thorin: "Will you allow me to court you? I cannot explain this, Anya, but in my heart I know you are my One!"
She looked at me in surprise then seems to ponder. I know that most humans fall in & out of love, whereas we, the dwarfs fall in love only once in their life. Our feelings for the One is permanent. I was waiting for her answer. She smiles shyly, nodding her head. I beamed with joy as I took her in my arms & swung her around. She laughed lightly as her arms gripped my shoulders. Placing her gently on the ground, I gripped her firmly at the nape of her neck pulling her face towards me. I closed my eyes, when suddenly a loud cough snapped us to our senses. Not again. She turned her face to look at the source, then I saw her turn away blushing in embarrassment. I turned to look as well & to my great annoyance I saw that it was Gandalf. The wizard had a smile on his face, odd! I gritted my teeth slightly understanding her discomfort. How long had he been standing there, I wonder. Had he overheard us? Holding the girl's hand in mine as we walked towards the wizard.
Thorin: "What is it, Gandalf? Is something the matter?"
Gandalf: "Actually, I came here to let you know that Bilbo is on his way down, Thorin."
Hiding my annoyance I simply nodded my head & pulling the girl along with me. But Anya lets go of my hand & stays behind, I understood. Probably wanted to talk to the wizard, alone. Curse him, I almost had her again, so close. Huffing, I decided to head back, by then Anya & Gandalf would follow next.

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