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A Hobbit's Rescue	By : LadyLaran Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 5698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Note – Here’s the next installment to the story, and I hope this will help relieve some of the darkness from the previous chapter. It’s up to the company to try to make things right for their hobbit!
Disclaimer – I do not own “the Hobbit” nor do I make any money from this story.
Chapter Thirteen – Concerning Their Hobbit
After the company finally made their way out of that horrible place, Thorin pushed them as hard as he dared. They were lucky when it was discovered that they had come out of the other side of the mountain, and he wanted to put some distance between that madman and themselves. The last thing they needed was to be close if that insane human changed his mind about what he wanted to do with their hobbit. Given the grim determination the dwarf lord could see from his fellow dwarrows, they were of the same mind as none of them protested the grueling pace he’d set.
Adamanta had not spoken a word since everything had happened and had kept her head down, following Kili as they made their way to safety. It troubled all of them, especially when they eventually set up camp and found that she was acting incredibly withdrawn. It felt like she had regressed back to the time when Thorin and the wizard had brought her to the company, and none of them liked what they were seeing. It bothered them to see her like this, having enjoyed watching her blossom under the positive attention of the company.
Kili gave his uncle a worried look, concerned for his One, and the king shrugged, at a loss on what to do to help her. The only thing they could do was wait for Gandalf and hope he could help their little lass. The wizard had more experience when it came to hobbits, and he should be able to do something to help Adamanta.
By the time Gandalf had arrived a full day later, the hobbit had not eaten much at all and had not spoken a word. She had remained close to Kili the entire time, but she hadn’t answered any questions nor had she looked up. The only thing she had permitted was for Oin to bind her ribs so the broken one would heal without problem.
The wizard came onto the scene and froze, immediately realizing something was incredibly wrong. His eyes found Thorin’s, who gestured for him to follow. The Istar did just that and listened as the story of the past few days was spoken.
Gandalf’s hands tightened on his staff to the point where his knuckles popped. He stared at the king for several long moments, gathering his thoughts and trying to calm down.
“Whoever this was knew exactly how to break her,” he growled. “Because she’s so young and newly out of the Shire, he realized what it was she wanted regarding her life and took it from her. Her future has been changed against her will.”
“I don’t understand, Gandalf. How has her future been changed,” the dwarf asked in confusion.
“Summon Kili,” he answered, rubbing his temples with his free hand. “Ask Balin to sit with Adamanta for the moment so she’ll have someone close by for reassurance. This discussion needs to be had between the three of us, and it’s distasteful enough where I do not care to speak of it more than once.”
The King Under the Mountain nodded, going to call for his sister-son. He returned a few moments later with Kili at his side, and Gandalf could see that the scene beneath the mountain had changed the young dwarrow as well.
“Uncle says he told you what happened?”
“Yes, Kili, he did. Know this, I do not hold you accountable for what happened. Your captor knew precisely what to do to devastate Adamanta and threaten her future. There was no alternative available to keep any of the company safe outside of the actions taken.”
The archer sat down on a rock, staring up at the wizard. It was obvious to the Istar that both dwarves were worried about the hobbit, and it was even more obvious that Kili’s concern for her was quite a bit deeper.
“I can’t get her to speak or smile again, Gandalf. I know she was robbed of the perfect first time, but I mean to make it up to her. I fully plan to ask to court her and let her know that she’s my One. I was going to ask you and uncle for permission when the time was right.”
That was certainly a surprise Thorin hadn’t anticipated, and he knew that he’d grant permission when Kili was ready to ask for it. He was proud that his sister-son was dedicated to the happiness of his One and, not for the first time, wished that things had gone differently.
“I’m glad to know this, Kili, but there’s something you and Thorin should know. Do you remember when I left instructions that no one was to approach Adamanta with a request for bed play?”
Both dwarves nodded, remembering the conversation. It had seemed odd, but all of them had just figured that it was due to the fact the girl was incredibly innocent despite the life she had led in the Shire.
“Hobbits do not have marriage rites,” the wizard informed them. “When the bride’s father comes to an understanding about his daughter’s dowry with the one who wishes to marry her, he sends her to her marriage bed.”
“She’s used that phrase before,” Kili said, and then both Durins froze when understanding began to dawn on them.
“Exactly,” the Istar replied, knowing they had realized just what had happened in that mountain. “She is taken to her future husband’s home and is sent directly to his bed. Once he takes her maidenhead, she is his wife until death parts them.”
“Oh Mahal,” the younger dwarf breathed out. “We’re married in the eyes of her people. She was hoping for a choice, a chance for courtship and to fall in love, and that damned bastard took it from her by forcing us to marry in the traditions of hobbits. Even then, he stole the privacy a new bride is entitled to.”
“Did he speak to her at all,” Gandalf asked, worried for his charge.
“He used some of the ancient language of her people before Kili spoke up,” Thorin answered. “I recognized one or two of the words. The rest of the time, it was in Westron and he kept going on about how hobbits had ruined his family. He was dead set on doing everything he could to punish her for whatever it was that had been done to his people.”
The wizard paced for several moments, then turned to the two dwarves.
“He probably tried to emphasize to her that she didn’t have a choice despite the fact that all of this has happened out of the Shire. I wouldn’t be surprised if he mocked her for hoping for a chance to fall in love, choose her husband, and marry him in the ways of his people,” he began. “Since this has happened, she’s more than likely reverted to old habits to help deal with what’s happened to her.”
“Meaning she’s going to be subservient and frightened,” Thorin observed, feeling both angry and horrified for what she had gone through. “What do we do? We could tell her that what happened isn’t binding in our ways and she does not have to consider herself married.”
“That might just make her more confused,” the archer sighed, rising to his feet to begin pacing the clearing as he tried to think of a way to make this right. “She might think I don’t want her or am ashamed of her, which is not the truth.”
“We need Balin,” the dwarven monarch stated, thinking he might have found a solution to help his ward. “There might be a way to get them through this, but I need to know just what has to be done. Given Kili’s position in my family, this has to be done without any mistakes.”
“What are you planning,” the wizard asked, watching his fellow guardian.
“There might be a way to do a marriage rite without the full ceremonial trappings,” Thorin replied. “Ori and Fili’s wedding will be the one to set us on the right path to new life, but we cannot allow Miss Baggins to feel as she does right now. May Mahal and Yavanna forgive us for not being able to help her before now, but something must be done for the girl so that she’s given back her right to choose.”
Gandalf nodded, going back to the campsite to summon the advisor. He returned a few moments later with the older dwarf in tow. Balin spotted the looks of concern on their faces and was quick to reassure them.
“Dwalin’s with her now,” the son of Fundin commented. “Now, what’s going on? Kili looks both terrified and angry.”
Thorin quietly shared everything with his advisor, knowing that Balin’s knowledge of the ancient rites and laws would aid them. Once the news was shared, their cousin frowned and thought on the problem at hand.
“I can see what you’re all worried about,” he said, breaking the silence. “If the lass considers herself married in the way of her people, a people whose traditions we have been encouraging her to break away from, then she might worry she is either trapping Kili into something he doesn’t want due to our own words or that we might not acknowledge it and consider her damaged goods.”
“Neither could be further from the truth,” the archer told his old tutor. “She is my One; I realized it a few days ago. I never got a chance to speak with her on it because I was going to talk to Uncle Thorin and Gandalf about courting her.”
“The question now remains on what we need to do,” Thorin told him. “I have no wish for her to second guess all of this, Balin, and the insecurity caused by our captor will be preying upon her mind even now. I don’t like seeing her regressed like this; she deserves to be happy and blossoming the way she was before all of this happened.”
“No, I understand completely and agree that something must be done to help her through this,” the advisor replied. “There is an old ritual that might work to reassure her if Kili wants to try it, but it hasn’t been used in centuries. I remember reading about it as a lad, and it was marked as still being a binding method for marrying. There were times when our people did not have our mountains for shelter and the ritual items were not available to us. Courtship wasn’t always a feasible thing back then, and marriages were important for the survival of us all as well as keeping society going. Our ancestors developed a marriage rite that could be performed without our priests or ceremonial items. All it takes it the leader of the party the couple are in to wed the two.”
“Do you remember what’s needed for this?”
“Aye, Thorin, I do. It’s a bit involved, but we can do it. We will need shelter for them because they will require a day or two away from us to ensure their vows are celebrated,” Balin answered. “Add to that, it will give her time to rest and try to recover from that traumatic event.”
“I know of a place not far from here,” Gandalf said to them. “Someone I know lives a few days from here, and we can use his home for shelter if all goes well.”
“What we now need to do, Thorin, is to let me speak to Miss Baggins first and see where her mind is on all of this. Providing she shows a willingness to do this, we’ll do a partially chaperoned conversation so Kili can talk to her about presenting his suit to her. If she agrees, we’ll move on from there. Once we reach shelter, they can officially marry through the older rites. That will give me time to teach you what you need to know.”
After Thorin’s nod, Balin turned his keen eyes upon the younger dwarf. There was a determined look on the youngest Durin’s face that reassured the scholar that Kili would do everything he could to ensure his One was allowed to make her own choice on how she wanted things to happen between them.
“If she says no, you’ll have time to make sure your friendship stays solid and can approach her later for the proper courtship rites. Either way, we’re going to respect her answer and ensure she knows that she is loved by all of us.”
“I would sooner cut my own hair and shave my beard than to cause her pain, Balin,” the archer said, sounding more honest than Balin or Thorin could ever remember.
“Good because I will see you do it if she’s hurt,” he warned, rising to his feet. “This area is secure so I’ll bring her back here. The rest of you go back to camp. If she agrees, then we’ll move to the next step. Kili will probably need to speak to her about why he wants this, and then he’ll have to present his suit in front of the company to prove he is in earnest about winning her hand and heart.”
“I’ll do whatever is needed,” Kili promised, making the others look a bit pleased by his honest reactions regarding the hobbit.
“Right,” Balin said, heading back to the camp. “Let’s do this and see what we can for our Miss Baggins.”
Author’s End Note - Good old Balin! He’s always good for finding ways to help things go along. Now, how will the conversation go and which route will she choose? Please let me know what you think of the chapter! ~ Laran
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