Lord Of The Rings | The War Between Races | X-Reader

Chapter 12

You look in front of you now seeing Thorvol appear. You felt so happy, in the moment. Your smile Even showed it.

     Soon Thorvol began to approach getting closer and closer, and you breathe in the cool air before sitting down on the rock.
 
Thorvol climbs up the steep hill his face focusing on each step. Behind him, he is accompanied with twelve other dwarves. All with helmets on.

Their tunics matched each other's and you recognized most of them. Next to Thorvol was Herund and Dimur. You recognised Mandril and Klan who were close behind Dimur.

They trailed, looking exhausted. Though, none of them looked up.
     
Thorvol gets closer and closer until you finally realize you shouldn't even be there! Thorvol's head is up now, and his eyes lay on you. It is too late.

At first his face expression is a tired look, bored almost, but as soon as he sees you, his eyes widen, there icy blue texture freeze you in place until the rest who accompanied Thorvol stand behind him.

"What are you doing here." Dimur asked mostly uninterested. You look at him, his face neutral and boring.

Dimur usually was this way. You remembered him when you were younger how he had classes with you sometimes. But he was out within a few days. It made you wonder so much as to why he left early. Back them as you remember, Dimur was not very smart.

Most dwarves that left class early were very smart and knew everything just like they knew the mines inside and out. Dimur was not this way.
     
Most dwarves that had class with you left after a week at least, sometimes longer, a month at most. Yet he seemed to just stay in the same class.

"Hey Dimur." You say trying to sound friendly.

Before Dimur or anyone else is able to say anything, Thorvol jumps in. "(Y/N)! What are you doing here?!" He repeats and you roll your eyes, but then remember to try and stay on his good side.
      
"I'm really sorry Thorvol! I just.." You try and come up with an excuse. "I just wanted some fresh air, and this seemed like a good place to get it."

Near the very edge of the corner of your eye, you could see Dimur roll his eyes overly exaggerating.

"Oh (Y/N)." Replied Herund.

The rest of the company mumbled a few remarks before most of the company turned to look at the darkening sky.

They turned to Thorvol, Klan mumbling a few words before the whole company of twelve began to walk back down the mountain side, leaving just you and Thorvol.
    
"(Y/N) you know better." Thorvol continued with a stern look upon his face. He pauses, giving the ground a thoughtful look before continuing, "What will Rathna think?"

"You won't tell her will you?" You jump in, hopping down from the flat rock you were just standing on, to step on the crunchy dead yellow grass.

"I don't know. But what I do know is that it's getting dark." He replies boldly, for once.

"Alright." You say and the two of you begin to climb down the steep hill.

"I'm really sorry." You say, looking at Thorvol as the light begins to fade from his face. He looks at you, and you can still see his glacier blue eyes matching your level. "It's alright." He answers in more of a quiet tone. Thorvol was more of those quieter kinds of people.

"I get it." He says and he gives you a toothy grin which surprises you. Darkness seeps into the blue sky, turning it a pitch black.

The stars began to pop out, one by one overcoming the darkness as each star spilled across it.