The Princess under the Mountain (Thorin x OC)

The Princess under the Mountain (Thorin x OC)

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Fanfic
Lord Of The Rings
PREQUEL TO HOBBIT Richard Armitage: About Thorin [I would ask Tolkien] "Was there ever a lost love?" Because he seems to be someone who is so without that kind of personal love. And I sort of did create that for myself in the biography; that maybe there was somebody - a princess or someone - in Erebor that got lost when the dragon came. Because he doesn't really have that romantic relationship in his life. Fanfic about what happend before the dragon took over Erebor. A love story between a young dwarf prince of Erebor and a dwarf princess of Ered Mithrin. THIS STORY is absolutely fictional. It is based upon Tolkien and Peter Jackson, but it is my free interpretation of what might have happend in Thorin's life. I just wanted to give myself and you guys a proper love story (and some smut) about our loveliest majestic dwarf king. I do not own The Hobbit, all names and places from the book or movies belong to J.R.R.Tolkien or Peter Jackson. Also, sorry for any grammar mistakes, I am not a native speaker, but I do try my best.
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All my life I felt like a misfit. Like I didn't belong. I tried to find a place I could call home, where someone would look at me and for once take me as I was. There is evil inside of me. I have always felt its presence, lurking from the depths of my soul like a shadow following behind its wearer. I tried to fight it, I ignored that part of me and denied it for as long as I could. Like with famine I thought I could starve it just long enough until I could forget it was ever there. I eventually found my home and my saviour in darkness. I found hope in a shadow so black that even the darkest night seemed a bright contrast to it. I was alone so long, I forgot what it meant to mean something to someone. I had been out in the cold so long, I forgot what it felt like to feel another person's warmth. I made many mistakes in my life and as darkness took a hold of me I was ready to make so many more, until one day someone proved to me there was still another way. Until that day all I had ever known was how to bow and try to survive the day. "At your service!" Used to be the only sentence that would keep the monster at bay.

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