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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

As much as Kili thought he understood, Delva's worries. He could not turn his back on his uncle. That was not how it should be...what he should be told to do. It was wrong. Whilst he respected and loved his uncle, there were times his uncle was not the 'best' person to go to. But that didn't mean, Kili would leave him to bad fates. Kili just hoped, Saeril would understand...his loyalty laid with the both of them...as did his love.

The young Dwarf nodded, to his god-mother. "Get some rest...you need it." he told her softly, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. Whilst leaving her to rest, Kili went to find his brother. Fili needed to now how bad this was...but on his way to find his brother. Kili came across the closed off entrance to the mountain. Kili stared in shock. He could not believe, what he was seeing. His uncle was blocking the way, the way out...for them. The way in for people, in need of help...if someone would come to them, for aid.

Thorin noticed his younger nephew. "Ah, Kili...come...come and help us." he said as he gestured towards the young Durin. "We're almost done."

"Why?" Kili asked and his jaw clenched in anger towards his uncle, when he spoke off the citizens of Lake Town taking up refugee in Dale...like it was some sort of a crime. "Uncle...do you hear yourself? They came here to us looking for help. They have nothing!" Kili refused to help his uncle out, during this blockage act. It wasn't right...it went against his own beliefs. And Thorin was going against his promises, to the people of Lake Town.

"We had nothing!" Thorin reminded Kili. "I Will not let our home be taken from us once again?!" he said sternly.

"And your promise? Does that not mean anything to you?" Kili asked his uncle. "They deserve..." before Kili could even get the full words out, Thorin had grabbed him by his neck and shoved him back against one of the pillars with a growl.
"They will not get their hands on, what doesn't belong to them!" Thorin warned Kili.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Listening to his God-mother, the frown didn't seem to leave his face. "I cannot pick between you and him...I won't...he's family.." He needed Delva to know that, no matter what she warned him off. Kili wouldn't feel right, if he had to. He could not betray his uncle like that..no matter how his uncle was like. Kili loved his uncle.

As the young Dwarf listened to Delva's warnings about his uncle, the treasures and the Dragon. Kili was quiet..it looked like he was deep in thought. Letting it all sink in. But young Kili could not loose his uncle to this. Kili knew Delva was worried, but he needed to fight for his uncle. If there was hope, to save his uncle. Kili hoped, that there would be.

"I'll be careful." That's all Kili could promise. He could not promise to keep away from his uncle though. That was harsh.

As the pair spoke; Thorin had the others blocking up the entrance of the Mountain. It seemed, like his view of the situation was reversed as to what Bilbo, Fili and Kili would think. Claiming that the survivors had lived through Dragon fire and should rejoice. Bilbo frowned; this was unlike Thorin he knew. He needed to do something..but what?

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Yavanna poked her head around to side, to see what lay before them as Legolas stopped their horse. He was right, it was too dangerous for a horse to go through. Her arms gently, maybe a little reluctantly, released their hold from his waist letting him off of the horse. "That sounds fair...it doesn't look good for a horse." she agreed. As she was about to get off of the horse...she felt Legolas help her down. She smiled at him softly.

Tauriel nodded in agreement, they were both right. It didn't look like a far of a walk and they were all elves. As she climbed off of her own horse; she hoped both the creatures would still be here on their return. She began to walk up the steep hill, with Yavanna and Legolas by her side.

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As Kili helped her stand up. The young Dwarf couldn't help but frown as he heard her words. And so the battle of tug and war continues. "He's my Uncle!" Kili could not promise such a thing. Did Saeril not understand, that he felt loyal to his uncle aswell? He didn't like this...not one bit. Kili hated to be put in this position, to be picking and choosing between them both. They were both family.

On the other hand,
Bilbo learned that the Elder Dwarf Balin thought that the Arkenstone better remain lost. For Thorin's own sake and wealth...or it'd get much much worse. Once the Hobbit was alone, he sat on one of the benches..his hands in his pocket. He felt something in his pocket and held it in the palm of his hand.
But the voice of Thorin caught him off guard. "What is that?!In your hand!?" Bilbo had jumped up, at the sound of his voice and tried to pass it off as 'nothing.' But Thorin wasn't having any of it and he demanded to be showed what it was. Bilbo opened up the palm of his hand. In there was a small acorn.
"I picked it up, in Beorn's Garden." Bilbo spoke, as he saw Thorin's confused and maybe a little stunned expression.
"You've carried it all this way?" Thorin asked looking at Bilbo.
Bilbo just nodded. "I am going to plant, in my Garden one day. In Bag-end." Bilbo explained. Thorin let out a small chuckle, with a soft smile.
"That's a poor Prize, to back to the Shire." The Dwarf King thought.
"One day...it'll grow." Bilbo replied "And every-time I look at it, I'll remember. I'll remember everything...the Good...the bad...and how lucky, I am to have made it home." The Dwarf just smiled at the young Hobbit, but the moment was cut short when Thorin learned off the arrival of the survivors of Lake Town, piling into the city of Dale.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

That's ok, it happens :)

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I know, I just meant...it hasn't come up yet. That's all.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

They haven't blocked it yet...but sure.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Even though he was silent, something told Yavanna how intently he was listening. The young she-elf blushed as his arm reached behind her...to keep her on the horse. If he were to turn his head around..he would have seen the deep blush across her creamy cheeks. And surely know, how smitten she was becoming when it came to him. Yavanna glanced else-where to try and distract herself, but her free arm that was holding onto the back...instead reached to the front...wrapping around his waist as well. It took her a few moments to realize; which caused the blush to grow. Her dark hair fell over the side of her face, shielding her blush slightly.

On the other hand, Tauriel was the one that noticed the moment between them. Smiling to herself, but she didn't comment on it.

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Holding her in his arms; Kili tried to soothe her. Kili hated to see her upset. Even though he was younger, he didn't hesitate to give her, what she needed. Comfort, a listening ear. He cared about her, deeply. If he could help and erase all her worries, he'd try. But he didn't know what was bothering her.

Kili saw how reluctant she was. "Delva...you've done a lot for us, these past few days...you need your rest too." he said, knowing how stubborn she could get. "Rest will you do some good, I am sure we can handle ourselves for a while..it'll be alright." He promised to his God-Mother.

Meanwhile,
Thorin was in his throne room. Balin, Dwalin and Bilbo tried to reason with him. But to no avail. "It is here, in these halls..I know it!" Thorin breathed out.
"We have searched and searched..."
"Not well enough.." Thorin snapped back.
"Thorin, we all want to see the stone returned." Balin tried to soothe him.
"And yet...it's still NOT FOUND!" Thorin's angry voice echoed through the room. Bilbo had been quite for a while, watching the Dwarf King with great worry. Thorin was certainly getting worse and worse.
"Do you...doubt the loyalty, of anyone here?" Balin asked, as he looked at Thorin. That made Thorin turn around...walking closer to Balin. "The Arkenstone, is the birthright of our people."
Thorin's jaw clenched in anger. "It is the King's Jewel. Am I not the King?!" he growled out in anger. "Know this...if anyone should find it. And with-hold it from me...I will be avenged." Thorin breathed out the last word through clenched teeth. Feeling angrier by the moment.
Balin sighed deeply..unable to take it anymore. He left..but young Bilbo followed him. To see the elder Dwarf upset. "Dragon Sickness..I've seen it before. That look. That need. It is a fierce and jealous love, Bilbo!" Balin explained. It seemed like the Hobbit was right, about Thorin's condition. "It sent his Grand-father mad."
"Balin..If...If Thorin had the Arkenstone. If...if it was found? Would it help?" Bilbo asked; curious if the matter could be resolved, by the giving of said gem to the King.
"That stone crowns all." Balin said, listening Bilbo just nodded. "It is the summit, of the great wealth. Bestowing power on he, who has it. Would it sate his madness? No laddie."

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I like that idea, maybe it can happen...after Bard comes to Thorin asking if Thorin will hold up the end of his promise ect. Seems like a good time to try and reason with his uncle after-wards.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Haha, yes I think so :)

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Tauriel smiled to herself, as she watched Yavanna and Legolas for a few moments. The pair seemed like a sweet match. If anything, Legolas needed someone sweet, caring, loving, gentle like Yavanna was. "You must have a rather interesting blood-line, if you can do that." Tauriel commented, to Yavanna with a soft smile.

Yavanna's eyes were soft and tender, any time Legolas looked at her. Her fondness was growing for the young Prince. As the road got a bit more bumpy, her arm slightly held onto him bit tighter. It was more of a reflex than anything. Hearing Tauriel, Yavanna smiled at the elder she-elf. "It's somewhat complicated...." she admitted. "My strongest is that of Noldor and Sindarin. I also have a Mortal and Maiar bloodline, due to my father and his side of the family." Yavanna began to explain, before going on to explain her other bloodlines. "My grand-mother, was also related to Telerin and Vanyar Elves...which makes up for a bit of my bloodline." she said with a soft smile. Thinking about her Grandmother Galadriel. Galadriel had always adored her two grand-daughters. She taught them quite a bit about their magic, especially about Yavanna's light. Whilst her father and their Rivendell best Healers, taught Yavanna the craft of healing.

Tauriel looked rather impressed and intrigued as she heard about Yavanna's bloodline. That sounded more complex than she heard in a long time. Considering Vanyar, Telerin bloodlines were rare now-a-days.

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Kili was shocked. The first time, he didn't really comment on Saeril's odd behavior when he noticed it. But this time...there was something 'different' about it. But the young Dwarf ignored her words. He didn't feel right leaving her, in this state. "It doesn't seem like nothing." Kili said honestly, his hand softly rubbed her back as she was sobbing.

It's not like, she'd lie to him? Right? Kili hoped not. But he was really worried about her. It was like, she was almost another person, a few moments ago. "Do you need some rest?" Kili asked her...it's been a while since she had slept and had some rest. It might do her some good.