Christine's POV:
The Lady Galadriel spoken to me through her thoughts, and I replied back in the same fashion to her. She wished to speak to me of something important. It had something to do with Thorin's Quest. "Your father has sent you here on this quest for a reason, Christine! There is more to Thorin's quest than what you think!" Galadriel began. "Well I know he is going to reclaim his homeland from a fire breathing dragon, and to face Thorin and his gold sickness!" I said loudly. "Yes. And that is where you come in, Christine. You have very strong powers, that you inherited from your father. In time, as you get much older, they will become stronger. And your powers will help save Thorin from his madness.You must do this, Christine. If Thorin will completely go into full form gold sickness, it would lead to nothing but death and destruction, not only to his kin and friends, but to everyone in Middle Earth as well." said Galadriel. "But I'm not sure if I'm ready for this job, Galadriel. I'm really not that powerful." I said. "Don't doubt your abilities, Christine. I have faith in you. You are daughter of an Istari. You will be able to do this, Christine!" said Galadriel. My face clouded in sadness. Galadriel could see that a little fear in me, but there was more sadness than fear.
"You fear for him." said Galadriel. I nodded. "Galadriel, I love him. We started courting before we returned here to Middle Earth. I would do everything for him." I said. "You love him, how much would you do for him?" asked Galadriel. "I would use all my strength to save him, Galadriel" said Christine. "Over time, Thorin's moods will change, I must warn you. He may or may not get angry with you at times, but you must be strong, and support your beloved. But he needs your support and your companions support as well." said Galadriel. I nodded. "I will do that, my lady!" I replied. I stood up, thanking for the council the Elf Queen gave me, and I made my way back to the little camp the dwarves set up. By the time I already arrived there, Thorin, Balin, and Bilbo already returned from their meeting with Elrond. "Where were you?" asked Felicity. "I was talking to the Lady Galadriel." I replied to my sister. "I'm glad you returned. Thorin is about to sing." grinned Mary Anne. I turned my attention to Thorin, who was now holding a harp in his hand, sitting on the floor cross legged.
Thorin noticed my arrival, and he smiled at me, motioning me to sit beside him. I walked over and sat beside the dwarf. Thorin placed his fingers on the harp, and he started to play and his sing. He mostly looked at me the entire time while he sang and played. As Thorin looked at me, he noticed my beautiful features. And my radiance, and I couldn't keep my eyes off of the dwarf king-in exile. He looked very handsome and radiant as he sang and played his song.The room was still, as I could hear him breathing in between the lyrics and the low enchanting monotones of the harp. And hearing that, caused me to get aroused. I longed for this dwarf. Every time he would sing,this desire of wanting to leap into his arms grew stronger and stronger. When Thorin strummed a final chord on the harp, he ended the song with a long sweep. Thorin placed the harp aside, and he turned to me."Lets go to my chambers." I whispered to Thorin.
Thorin's POV:
I couldn't keep my eyes off of Christine as I sat on the floor playing the harp and sang. I sang an old dwarven love song, which I sung especially for my Christine. There was something about her tonight, I found intriguing. When I finished my song, Christine approached me. "Lets go to my chambers!" Gandalf's daughter whispered to me. I smiled, and stood up. And we both went to Christine's chambers. No sooner as we entered the chamber, Christine closed the door, locked it. And she approached me, wrapping her arms around me. She planted her lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around Christine, returning her kiss with a much longer one. Christine removed her clothing. It took me by surprise when she done this,and she gestured to me, hoping I would do the same. I removed my clothing. Afterwards, I picked up Christine, carrying her to the bed, laying her down. I climbed on top of her, pressing my body onto hers. I felt amazed at Christine's strong desires for me. I can imagine what it would be like if we ever gotten married. It would definitely make the marriage very interesting. We made passionate love that night,and I called out for Christine's name during it, as Christine done the same for me.
