Hot crossed buns- DwalinxReader

Balls and rivals

You managed to get back to your quarters in time for Dis ladies in waiting to start working their magic.

Your quarters are a good size, maybe too big now, considering your brother lives on his own. One huge living area adorned with flowers and taxidermy skulls from your late Adads hunts everywhere you looked. You like dark grey furniture, with white embellishments to bring the room to light. You liked to keep mirrors in every room, all ornately carved in glossy cherry wood. From the lanterns hung bunting made of flowers and dried herbs. Admittedly people thought that it was a man's home if you took out the flowers, but that suited you just fine, as the shaggy white bear skin rug and orange vases helped bring the feminine touch.

You had a larder and pantry, one specifically extra dry and cold for the violet wine you drank and the cakes you baked. You had 3 bedrooms, the main being yours themed in purples and lighter greys. The guest rooms held the rustic hunter vibe themed in red and purple respectively. Your kitchen was large and clean in black and dark green that fitted the mountain so well, divided in two you had a main cooking area and a large oven in the baking area. It was every bakers dream.

Each bedroom had an adjoining washroom/bathroom but again yours was the largest. In lovely white and teal and mint hues, refreshing to all that used it.

This place was perfect.

It should be as the money left after your parents passed allowed you and your brother to buy two large apartments that were near the royal wing. Because of your position as the royal baker you were closer than your brother by one floor higher.

You may have bought this place with your parents money but you worked to make it your home, you installed the stone baked oven yourself and agreed with the kitchens a few floors below that you can get the smoke to the smoking rooms for the meat using a set of chimneys and natural draughts in the mountain. Lets just say Bombur thought extra highly of you for your intuition and you never had to worry about running out of food again.

Stepping in to your home the fire was lit and the ladies had prepared a bath for you. You didn't need to be told twice! Washing all the past days troubles you enjoyed the warm fresh violet and orange water that they had prepared, your go to scents in anything clean and cosmetic. Both zesty and lulling in a sweet way it was a scent people related to you and only you.

The ladies had given you a deep clean for your hair in the form of an elven conditioner that cost a pretty penny. Dis truly went all out here...

Sitting by the fire in your towel you started to warm up and dry off as one of the ladies brushed your long H/C hair. Once you had been fully dried and perfumed they set to work like a well oiled machine. The ladies braided your hair in a chunky large braid from the top of your head down to the middle of your head, then the bottom was rolled under to show off your neck and back, you hair was in a mohawked kind of style. Oh Dis could you be so obvious???

Entwined from the sides smaller intricate braids weaved in and out of the main one adorned in beads that signified your rank and family and marital status. You didn't have much facial hair as a Dam, more of longer sideburns that you groomed back to nearer your ears so they didn't show as much, The ladies brushed them back as you had them and smoothed them down using a wax that kept your hair healthy and shiny.

You insisted you put on your own underclothes and only accepted the help once the dress came in to view. And oh what a dress.

A lovely deep sweeping off the shoulder neckline that still preserved you modesty in the cleavage department, in a deep purple that had capped sleeves and a tight corseted waist that flared out to a modestly sized flared skirt that brushed the floor ever slightly. Perfect, not to big and not too small, you could easily dance in this! The thing that made this dress special was the slim silver choker necklace that fit snugly around your delicate throat, it clasped at the back before dangling low down you back and nestled between your shoulders sat a larger diamond, which connected to another chain that clasped to the low low back of the dress on a small hook. Dis is going in for the kill with this dress, lots of almond lattices for her as a thank you!