Treasured Love | Thorin Oakenshield.

06 - bath

The dwarves, the elves, The wizard, Bilbo and I all sat at a grand table. Vegetables and greens were served to us. Although I'm accustomed to this food, the dwarves seemed almost offended to be served no meat.

I snickered at the stubborn dwarves and listened in on the conversation between Gandalf, Lord Elrond and Thorin.

Lord Elrond was examining the weapons that Gandalf and Thorin had found.

"This is Orcrist, the Goblin Cleaver. A famous blade, forged by the High Elves of the West, my kin. May it serve you well," Lord Elrond preached and handed the weapon back to Thorin.

Gandalf handed over his sword.

"And this is Glamdring, the Foe-hammer, sword of the King of Gondolin. These swords were made for the goblin wars of the First Age..." Elrond mumbled on and peered at the blade before handing it back to its owner. "How did you come by these?"

"We found them in a troll hoard on the great east road shortly before we were ambushed by Orcs," Gandalf replied. Thorin nodded. He looked at me who was still listening while eating my salad. He nodded at me while smiling and I smiled back.

"Now, lady Keena, if I may see your weapons, I see that they are elven as well," I heard Lors Elrond address em and my ears perked at hearing my name.

"Of course my Lord Elrond," I rely and hand over the daggers and the bow.

He set the bow on the table and examined the daggers first.

"These are Aicanga daggers. Fought originally by my kin Qildor," he mumbled and eyes me quickly.

I was shocked. That was my father. Mustn't he mention it though or else I'm screwed.

Your secret is safe with me, lady Keena, I heard Lord Elronds voice in my head again. I nodded silently to myself and Elrond handed me my daggers.

"Same with this bow, fought with my Kin Qildor. Qualmeapilin. You are lucky to wield such weapons Keena Gredan." Lord Elrond finishes and give me my bow. I nod my head and take a glance at the company. Thorin wore a suspicious frown on his face but he looked away when I had noticed he was looking at me.

"Well I must excuse myself. Please enjoy your evening Gandalf and company," Lord Elrond leaves with his entourage of elves at his heel.

I breath in deeply and elan back in my seat before Lindir faces us.

"I have the rooms arranged for you all. Respectively separating the women from the men," he gestured to me. I had just realized I was the only female of the group. I blushed slightly and bowed my head to Lindir who had asked me to follow him to my sleeping quarters.

"See you later lass," Balin spoke a goodbye and I waved to the dwarves and my cousin.

Lindir was silent leading me to my room and once we entered he had said I was free to bath whenever I wish and to look around the palace freely. I was thrilled.

He left and left me alone in my room. I have never been in a more lavish room before. I felt like royalty. I found a mirror and looked at my appearance. I was a mess. My hair was messy and tangled. My clothes ripped and muddy. I desperately needed a bath.

I gathered my fresh clothes and strolled my way to find the bathing area. Luckily I had found an elf and spoke to her in Quenya where I could find the bathing hall. She led me there and dismissed herself.