Dealing With Darkness {Hobbit Fanfic} Thorin/OC

Rya Cúma Sinya Ára Rya Cúma Sinya Óre... (It's A New Dawn It's A New Day...)

Recap-

Diaval hovered overhead, silently protecting me.

The three of us made our way towards Armenia and her father's, Eldon's home.

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🗡 Things you'll need throughout the story 🛖
(I'll remind you)

* Apostrophes in italics are thoughts 💭
- Example: 'what have I done?'

* Tolkien's languages will be translated within bold asterisks
- Example: "Well Met." *Mae Govannen.*

* Words in italics put emphasis on things
- Example: she ran for her life

*  Visions will be seen within bold dash marks and asterisks. Lettering will be Italic.
- Example: -* I saw them running, running from what? *-

Let me just say that I feel Horrible for what I'm about to do to poor Rhiannon in the up coming chapters. 😭

"Don't waste your time looking back,
you're not going that way."

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Armenia told us about her village and family all the way to her house.
'though she doesn't know Diaval is here...' I thought.
I learned that the name of her village is Tamworth, her mother left her and father a few years ago. She grew to hate this town and wanted out. Whereas the two of them, Eldon and Armenia were content. Her father was a butcher, she sewed clothes amongst other things such as gardening.

"I may grow to like her, Diaval." I spoke, telepathically.
"I don't know, Rhiannon. I'm cautious after our last...endeavor. With Dorian." He replied.
I sighed.
"You're right."
"Everything alright, Rhiannon?" Armenia asked.
"Yes. Yes everything's fine. Just thinking."
Armenia nodded. "Good. Well, this is our home. You may stay as long as you like."
She opened the door for me, and gave a tour.
It was actually kind of nice and cozy.

"Rhiannon, may I ask why the raven has been following us?" She asked.
"Oh, uh.. He grew attached to me while I lived in Luxford. He's the only thing I have left from my home. Well, the only living thing."
'Besides my three best friends. And that was a lie - Diaval and I have a bond.' I thought to myself.
"Hm, well your friend may come inside as well."
I nodded to Diaval.
"Thank you, Armenia."
"You're very welcome Rhiannon."
"Let me show you to the washroom and I'll get a dress roughly your size."
I followed her, curious.
"Why are you being so kind?" I asked.
She paused in drawing a bath. "Why shouldn't I be kind? You've obviously had a rough time and are in need of help, no?"
"I suppose you're correct. I'm sorry for doubting." I apologized.
"It's only logical after losing everything you've known."
Bath drawn, I got in and scrubbed every inch of my body. I was filthy.
Armenia spoke through the door "I'll leave your dress and shoes on the bed."
"Thank you!" I shouted, hearing her footsteps fade.
Timidly exiting the washroom with a towel wrapped around me, I spotted the said dress and shoes on the bed.
The dress looked a little long, but nothing that couldn't be fixed with a little needle and thread.
And the shoes, odd. 'What kind of shoes were these?' I wondered.