After the Battle
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Hello, my name is Tamuríl. My mother was an elvish princes and my father was Thorin Oakenshield son of Thror, son of Thrain, King Under the mountain. My mother wanted to become elvish royalty and banished my father an I from her kingdom. This is the story of how I became Queen Under the Mountain.
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