Hot crossed buns- DwalinxReader

Autumn days

16 hours... Y/N had been out cold for 16 hours after receiving the news of the fire. The past 2 days had truly been the worst in her life. Y/N woke up in the middle of the afternoon, in the spare bedroom of the Ri household, surrounded by her brother and her newly adopted ones. Her new family in her new home. Thorin had apparently been alerted to the fire just as it was put out, it had began at her bakery... which happened to be closed that day. Someone had started the fire and opened the vents, leaving before the smoke could alert the proper authorities. When Thorin arrived the bakery was in ruins, the ovens vents closed and then the news came that it claimed Y/Ns home and a few others. Thankfully nobody was hurt, but out of all the dwarrow Y/N was the only one whose home was completely destroyed. The other homes losing a room or two, the baker lost everything. The wealth left to her was invested in her properties.

She was destitute, broke... no suspects to the arson.

B/N had offered to split his money with her, but she refused outright, that was his half, he earned his savings working so hard. She couldn't and wouldn't take a penny of it. The brothers Ri said that Y/N could live with them by Thorins orders, that money was no issue as she had helped them so much in the past.

A deal was struck, she wouldn't pay a penny unless she found a new job or rebuilt the bakery. She agreed, but had no intentions of rebuilding in the mountain. She had decided when she heard of the arson in full detail that she would leave Erebor, this mountain broke her spirit. She didn't tell them, letting them remain happy in the knowledge she could stay with them.

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A month after the fire Dis paid you a visit, Ori had alerted her of your lack of sleep, of appetite and the paleness of your face. He had mentioned how you were acting strange at the Company dinner the other day. It stopped all conversation on the table dead, the sweet young scribe took some encouraging from Dis but eventually he told whole whole company of your failing health. Dwalin couldn't hear another word, feeling guilty about the oath breaking still he stood abruptly and excused himself retreating to the balcony for air. Dis took it upon herself to visit you and cancelled her appointments and duties for the next day.

And visit she did, while you were embroidering a few dams clothes, a job you had taken up to earn some coin.

"My dear you look terribly pale, what on earth has gotten in to you? I hear you haven't left the house at all except to collect and drop off your clothing orders. Tell me what has happened to extinguish your spirits so? What did that viper say to you in the cells? I know she said something for you to be this withdrawn, don't lie to me, tell me please."

Dis had hit the nail on the head, she always had a knack for guessing the source of a problem before anyone else. She knew Kizra had said something, the way she paraded herself round like a peacock and smiles a secret evil smile when hearing of the fire... Dis knew she rejoiced in your bad fortune. With her Adad on Thorin's council she was to become one of Dis ladies in waiting, much to Dis and Thorins displeasure.

You break, setting the delicate embroidery down and tell her of the agreement, all of it.

"So you see Dis she in some ways she was right. What can I provide for Dwalin? Truly? He's happy Dis, he can have a noble lady and be happy, what can i give him? Flour stains and jam tarts? I can't be some regal lady, I'm the baker, just the baker, not a lady or a dame or a princess... I'm the baker" Dis' face remained unreadable long after you told her, the silence stretched. She calmly sipped the last of Doris tea, set his priceless teacup and saucer down on the table between you both and folded her hands over her lap.

Dis smiled. Then erupted with rage.

"Y/N YOU ARE NOT JUST THE BAKER! YOU ARE DWALINS ONE! ANYONE WITH EYES CAN SEE IT! I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT EVIL VIPER WOULD MAKE YOU AGREE TO SUCH A DEAL!!!! Dwalin doesn't want a high and mighty court lady, he wants a family, a wife. Pebbles. He wants an easy life away from the courts, he wants love, he wants a woman he can call companion, friend, love, amralime... AND THAT CERTAINLY ISN'T HER! SHE'LL TIRE OF HIM AND YOU WILL- you'll show them both, you'll rebuild the bakery Y/N. You and Dwalin will make up as Ones are meant to be... please do not give up."