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Can't Say We're In Love	By : CodyMThomas Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 1895 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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It was five days later and they had run through the ritual twice a day, just to make sure they had their parts down.
“I've asked Balin to officiate, needless to say he was surprised when he read what I was asking of him.” Thorin chuckled, pouring the both of them a generous glass of wine. “By this time tomorrow you and I shall officially, no longer be together.”
“Except as friends.” Bilbo stated, raising his glass.
“Except as friends.” Thorin agreed, and they toasted to the foreseeable end of a situation they still had no idea how it had come about in the first place. Bilbo insisted it was probably when he'd faced down Azog, and how Thorin embraced him afterwards. Thorin was convinced it had been on the battlefield, when he thought he was dying, and was making his peace with Bilbo, and Bilbo had kissed his brow and wept inconsolably.
It's true they had become closer after the battle, but neither of them knew what had put the idea of a romantic relationship between them into the company member's heads, or how it had then spread to the dwarves of the Iron Hills and then to those who decided to settle the mountain. They hadn't been able to convince anyone of the truth no matter how often they had denied that there was anything between them except a deep friendship and an unwavering loyalty to each other. But it wasn't romance, it never had been, so it was time to put the rumors to bed for good.
Balin didn't understand it when Bilbo waited for his turn in open court like everyone else, when it was all but an unwritten law that the company had preferential treatment if they had an issue to discuss, and no one minded it because they were the heroes of Erebor, and had been all but promoted to royals themselves. As it was they were all landed nobles now, and each officially had the title of 'Lord' before their names.
Within the first hour most of the company had arrived, after another twenty minutes the rest had shown up. Many had small smirks on their faces, thinking that Bilbo was probably going to make his declaration towards Thorin public. After all, they had all heard from Ori how he had caught the two of them kissing the other night. It was the first actual proof they had that the two were actually together, no matter how hard they had tried to hide it. The love they held for each other was apparent to all.
Once Thorin saw the rest of the company, he skimmed his roster. Technically there were still ten people ahead of Bilbo, but Thorin wanted this over with. He signaled his herald and whispered in his ear.
“Lord Bilbo Baggins of the Shire!” The Herald called, and smacked his rod down on the block.
Bilbo came forward and bowed as a friend. “Your majesty, we have business to conclude.”
“Indeed we do. Are the witnesses and officiant ready?”
“They are, Your Majesty.”
“Then let us begin.” He said and stood up and descended from his throne.
“Bring the table.” Bilbo said to two of the servants off to the side, who immediately fetched a table and the tray upon it bearing wine, three porcelain cups, a braided cord, a bowl of sand, two empty bowls, a pouch of coins, two empty pouches, three candles, and a knife.
The entire assembly was atwitter, were the two of them going to be married this very moment, a hobbit all but eloping with their king? If any of them had seen Balin's face it would have put paid to that notion. Bilbo and Thorin clasped hands, Bilbo's right to Thorin's left, and Balin tied them together with the cord, then lit the center candle.
“You both had something you wanted to say.” Balin said gently, trying to keep the unhappiness from his voice, but he didn't like being wrong.
“Thorin Oakenshield, I'd like your express permission to end our romantic relationship immediately.” Bilbo stated bluntly and loud enough that he could hear the gasps of surprise from the furthest reaches of the hall.
“You have it, Bilbo Baggins, though I would like to part amicably, for you are one of my dearest friends.”
“I wish the same, for I hold you in the highest respect.”
They split the sand into the two bowls and each drew an intersecting line with it on the floor, to represent a crossroads.
“We have come to a crossroads, you and I, and what was once one road that we traveled together, has now become two again, and we each have different ways to go, and paths that we must follow. We have gone as far as we can together, so here at the crossroads, let us part as friends.”
“I agree.” Thorin raised the glass of wine. “It is time to part ways, for we no longer find joy in the same things, our happiness lies in separate directions, so let us each take our happy memories with us, and leave any unhappiness here at the crossroads, where it can not taint the joys we shared together, and we can always remember the other fondly.” He passed the cup to Balin, who poured half into each of the other two goblets and they each drank the cup that was given to them, then smashed the cups on the ground.
“Now what we had can never be taken from us, but neither can it ever be joined again, and there are no more happiness's to be shared together in such a way.” They stated in unison, and together they took the cup from Balin and also smashed it to pieces on the ground. “May you be blessed in new happiness, wherever you may find it.” They said to each other.
Bilbo took up the pouch of coins. “As we are parting ways, we will not be sharing one roof. Let us each take an equal share, so that we both have enough to sustain us on the road ahead without trouble, and know that we leave on even ground, with no cause for feeling slighted.”
He passed the pouch to Balin, who carefully counted out the coins evenly into each pouch, except for the single silver coin that had no match. Thorin handed a filled pouch to Bilbo, keeping the other for himself, then Thorin took the silver coin that Balin still held.
“Let us not fight over something so petty. Since we cannot split it evenly, instead let us leave this coin here, as a testament to the wealth we shared together and now will spend with others. Perhaps this simple gift shall change another person's fortunes for the better, as ours were.”
They placed the coin back into the first pouch and left it on the table. “May you be blessed in wealth and prosperity wherever your path may lead you.” They said as one with a smile.
Next Thorin drew Bilbo close and tilted his chin up before kissing him gently. Everyone saw that Bilbo had kissed him in return and many felt the smallest fluttering of hope. Until Thorin and Bilbo both pulled back, smiled gently at each other and shook their heads.
“There is no passion between us.” Bilbo stated matter-of-factly.
“No, merely affection and friendship, and we should not try to force our feelings for each other to be something that they are not. It would only hurt what we have together.” Thorin replied wisely.
“I agree.”
They each took one of the unlit candles and set the ends into the flame.
“One flame becomes two once more, to light our way and warm our hearts, with whomever we love next. And even though no longer together, not diminished in any way.” Bilbo said gently,
“I shall take my passion, and you shall take yours, for this flame has burned out.” Thorin said as he snuffed the main candle.
They both turned to Balin, and handed him the knife.
“If there is anything left unsaid between you, any grievance that has not yet been resolved, speak it now so it cannot fester and damage your friendship in future.”
“Thorin, I hate dwarven ale, it's too bitter for my taste. I only ever drank it out of politeness for you.”
“Bilbo, I used your precious footbrush for my beard when I couldn't find my comb.”
“Thorin, I have no plans on returning that tunic I borrowed, it's far too comfortable.”
“It wasn't mine, it was Frerin's, and you are welcome to it.”
“Thorin, I've never been unfaithful to you, but I'm in love with someone else.” The gasps heard through the hall was overwhelming, and the murmurs sprang up immediately.
“I know, Bilbo. I have known for a long time, and I have never had reason or cause to distrust your loyalty or honor, nor do I now. My only hope is that they love you in return, and realize what a remarkably special person you are.”
“I wish the same for you Thorin, that you find someone who is perfect for you, and that you are happy forever.”
“And on the day that we find them, they needn't worry about jealousy from either of us, for we both honor and respect the other too much for such things.”
“Agreed.” Bilbo said, and presented their bound wrists to Balin.
Balin took the knife and cut the cord, freeing them. “Then I declare you Handparted, go your separate ways in peace and with honor, respect, and friendship between you.”
They kissed each other on the cheek, as friends.
“Goodbye Thorin.”
“Goodbye Bilbo.” Thorin grinned, turned around and ascended to his throne again. “Alright herald, who is next?” He asked as the servants once again had come forward to clean up the area, and Bilbo and Balin bowed to excuse themselves.
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