Knights of Erebor: Blade of Durin

Friend or Foe Pt. 2

Therina stalked up to the dwarves with Kit stomping behind her, who was just as frustrated. She eyed the dwarrows up, and down, narrowing her eyes ever so slightly. One had dark hair, brown eyes, and wore an interesting hat and scarf. He had a cheerfully nature about him and a goofy grin to match. The other dwarf had light brown hair and soft brown eyes that portrayed his innocence. He was wearing a neatly knitted cardigan and mittens that fit his shyness well. His eyes widen a bit as Therina and Kit drew closer. Darcy noticing the young woman's stiffness, slowly stepped infront of the two dwarves.

"T-Therina...please go easy. T-they feel bad for interrupting you ." Sashe stuttered, nervously.

"Relax, mellon nin." Therina replied, strangely calm. The two dwarves glanced at each, back to Therina and then to the others behind her.

"Hello m'ladies!" The brown haired dwarf greeted, while the other just waved timidly. Therina's eye brow rose briefly before she returned;

"Hello."

"I'm Bofur at your service, lass and this here is Ori. Yer' friends were right in telling ye that we're sorry for interrupting ya. " Bofur apologized with a bow. Both Therina's brows rose and furrowed, but she said nothing and nodded then introduced herself.

"Therina, at your service. This is my friend, Kit."

"Pleasure ta meet ya! I know one half of, but who'd be the rest of yea?" He asked, curiously. Kit stepped forward, and pointed as she said each name.

"There's Darcy and Deanta. Darla and Vixen. Sashe, Freya and Flaire. Then last but not leastx Monika and Gale."

They all chorused some "hi" or "nice to meet you." Bofur nodded while Ori just waved timidly...again.

"Oh, we must be going my ladies but don't forget to be at Thorin's Hall around noon today." Bofur said enthusiastically. And with that he turned and speed-walked down the road. Ori smiled and waved a third time before sprinted after the hatted dwarf. Therina rolled her eyes and wheeled around, swinging her fist at Deanta's head. Deanta ducked, knocking her foot into Therina's ribs. The band of women began sparring once more as if the dwarves hadn't even been there.

Thorin's Hall********

"Here, Cinnamon."

"Thank you, Fili!" The girl took the bowl of a warm stew from the blonde dwarf and dug right in. He sat a little ways from her and slurped at his own bowl. He looked over nad chuckled quietly as she tried to eat neatly. Hearing him chuckle, she glanced over and blushed light pink as she wiped frantically at the dribble running down her chin. Suddenly a napkin came out of nowhere and hit her square in the face.

"Hey!"

"You're the one who can't eat her stew without slobbering!" The newcomer teased. Cinnamon glared playfully at the brunet dwarf who just smirked right back and plopped down in between her and Fili.

"Kili!" Fili shrieked as his stew sloshed up on his lap and face. The dark auburn haired girl giggled and handed him the napkin. He accepted and whacked Kili over the head with it before he wiped his face and pants. Just then, the door to the small lounge opened and a tall black haired dwarf walked in.

"Ah, there you are. Fili, Kili, Cindy; come on!" He called. The three youths slowly stood up and walked through the door. But before Cinnamon stepped through, she turned to the dwarrow.

"What's going on, irak'nadad?" She looked at him curiously.

"You'll see, men daor." He said softly whispered. Cinnamon nodded and smiled at him before she walked down the hall, then breaking into a sprint to catch up with Fili and Kili. 'They seem to know were to go...' she thought as she spotted them peeking around the corner. Rounding the stone corner, Cinnamon let out a small yelp as the two dwarves tackled and started tickling her.

"Ahhh! Stop it...stop please!" She gasped between giggles.

"That's enough!" A gruff voice boomed. The three looked up to see that Dwalin stood there with Thorin striding towards them. Cinnamon got up quickly, brushed herself off and looked at her toes. However, Fili and Kili smirked but stopped when a shadow loomed over them.

"Now is not the time for games! Cinnamon...come here!" Thorin scolded. The young dwarves hung their heads and Thorin offered his arm to the girl whose gaze hadn't left the floor. The young maiden shuffled over and slipped her arm into the dwarf king's. He very gently ligted her chin and smiled softly. Cinnamon returned his smile with an apologetic grin and they walked down the hall; Dwalin to Thorin's right. Fili and Kili sulking behind.

Translations:

Irak'nadad: uncle; dwarvish

Men daor: my dear; dwarvish

Mellon nin: my friend; elvish

Well way past time to update she swoops in...finally. I hope you guys like this chapter and the next that I will be posting along with this one. Tons of thanks to @ValinorsTwilight for sticking with me. Dedicated to DwarfMaiden and also ValinorsTwilight. Anyways stay tuned. Bye for now!👋🌹