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"No, please, Thorin, the company needs you, I...", she trailed off stopping herself before showing such vulnerability. "You can't go. Please!" she begged him to listen to her, cupping his cheek and turning his face back towards her, just as he had done earlier. Her voice quieted to a desperate whisper.
"Please. Stay with me."
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She joined the quest to reclaim a mountain.
She didn't expect to reclaim herself along the way.
Louisa Goldsby has spent her whole life reading about the world beyond the Shire's borders. She knows the terrains, the dangers, the histories, the cultures - everything except what any of it actually feels like. When Gandalf arrives with a company of thirteen dwarves and an offer she cannot refuse, she discovers that no book could have prepared her for what she finds along the way.
Not the road. Not the company.
And certainly not the king.
As the company travels deeper into danger, Louisa begins to understand that her presence on this journey is no coincidence - and that Gandalf's reasons for bringing her along reach further back than the desolation of Smaug and further forward than the reclaiming of Erebor.
Perhaps she should have known better. After all, she had read enough to know: a wizard's intentions always run deeper than they let on.
A story about the price of knowing yourself by finding belonging where you least expect it .
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"This whole chapter has me GAGGED. I was already desperate for more after the heartbreaking encounter between Bard and Louisa but THIS? Incomparable. This chapter takes the cake. The lore is lore-ing. The feels are being felt. The shock has shocked. Absolute tea. The drama? The chaos? No other words. No crumbs. No food is needed to be consumed to be this gagged on the sheer volume of fine shyte I just read. Give me an oxygen mask, please, I need to breathe."
- Comment on Chapter 21 by @hoecules