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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 – Thank you to everyone who left reviews; you guys are amazing, and I appreciate each and every one of you. I’m doing another multi-chapter update so here we go.
Disclaimer – I do not own “the Hobbit” nor do I make money from this story.
Chapter Twenty One – Training Plans and Discussions
Adamanta woke late the next morning, which was odd for her since she was an early riser but considering the fact that she and Kili had made love two more times during the night, the couple definitely deserved the rest. She gave a soft yawn, rubbing her eyes before opening them to spot her husband sitting on the bed next to her.
“Good morning, love,” he greeted her, giving the small woman a warm smile. “I brought breakfast for us to enjoy together.”
She smiled, sitting up to accept the tray he had brought. They situated it in her lap, and she happily picked up the cup of tea he had prepared for her. A few sips helped to wake her up, and the hobbit gave a content sigh.
“Perfect,” she murmured, making him smile in return.
“I’m glad I got it right,” Kili said to her. He’d paid attention each time she had been able to fix her tea to her liking, and the effort had not been wasted. The look of pleasure on his spouse’s face gave him a warm feeling to add to the ones growing deeper within his heart.
“It’s wonderful,” Adamanta told him in reply. “Thank you so much for preparing it.”
“You are most welcome,” the archer responded, leaning in to kiss her. “How are you feeling?”
Adamanta shifted a bit, testing her muscles and found that there were a few sore areas. Her body was unused to the activities they had indulged in during the night, and it would take time to become acclimated to it.
“A little sore but nothing bad,” she assured him. “I’ve hurt worse after a training session with Master Dwalin.”
That response made her husband laugh, and she grinned at him before taking a nibble of the buttered bread that he’d brought. Though simple, the meal was certainly enough to satisfy her hunger.
“Speaking of which, will either of us be expected for training today,” she asked, knowing how intent Dwalin and Thorin were about ensuring her skill with a blade improved.
“Not unless we want to,” Kili replied. “We can laze about today and just relax if you’d rather. Usually, a newly married couple is given some time to spend together before being expected to rejoin the rest of the community.”
“Which is a little difficult considering we’re on a journey with a fixed date on when we must be there,” the hobbit mused. “Do you think we might have that time once we settle in Erebor?”
“I’ll insist on it,” he said, getting a bit of a stubborn look on his face that made her shake her head. “You’re thinking of having training, aren’t you?”
“I’m nowhere near the level of any of you,” she admitted. “Now your uncle wants us to learn to fight together, and I’m scared I’ll slow you down. If we do nothing else with our time, I’d feel better knowing we worked on this so that we can protect each other and the rest of the company. We can make up for missing this alone time once we’re safely in the mountain.”
Kili leaned in to kiss her, smiling warmly as he did so. He adored her for the amazing sense of practicality she held and what it meant for the company as well as Erebor.
“Uncle Thorin is right; you are certainly our voice of common sense,” he said, making her blush. “Let’s finish eating and then dress for the day. I’ll redo your braids once you’re ready.”
Adamanta nodded, sipping her tea in between bites of breakfast. She finished her fruit and bread, then set her tea cup down. As Kili took the tray off of her lap, she climbed out of bed and blushed while cleaning up before dressing.
The dwarf was already dressed and straightened up the room while Adamanta slipped on the outfit she had chosen for the day and then took the remedy Oin had given her a few days prior to help prevent pregnancy. He turned while she was brushing her hair, grumbling a bit at the tangled mess the curly mass had become.
With a soft chuckle, Kili stole her brush from her and worked through the snarls that had formed in the night. Once he got it taken care of, he redid the braids for her, ensuring the beads were on snuggly and then braided the main locks of hair. By the time he was done, the two dwarven braids were loose and the rest of her hair was firmly plaited in a way that would not allow for any of the golden tresses to come free.
Adamanta kissed him to offer her thanks, then handed him the hair clasp he had removed the night before. While she put her locket back on, he worked on the familial braid before turning to her to redo the marital one she had put into his hair yesterday.
“I think we’re ready,” he said, watching as she grabbed the belt where Sting was sheathed. He helped her slide on the sheathed dagger that Thorin had crafted and then donned his own weapons.
“I think so too,” she answered, trying to get the belt to a more comfortable position now that it was heavier than she was used to. “I’ve no idea how to fight with the dagger though.”
“There’s a style Fili is familiar with that requires a sword and dagger,” Kili replied, opening the door for her. “He was determined to learn any two handed styles he could so he should be able to teach you to use the dagger with Sting if you want.”
“I wonder if it’s a good idea,” Adamanta queried, walking beside her husband out to the gardens where the company usually sparred. “I’m still learning about using Sting as it is; I’m not sure I’m ready to add a second style when I’m nowhere near ready to master the first.”
“We’ll talk to Master Dwalin about it and see what he thinks,” he told her, blinking as they emerged into the bright sunlight.
“Good morning,” a deep voice greeted as Thorin walked up to the pair. “I hadn’t expected to see much of either of you today.”
“Adamanta felt that it’d be better to stay focused on training for part of the day and considering the deadline we have, I agreed with her,” the archer informed him. “We can take our private time after we reclaim Erebor.”
“I’ll make sure you get it,” the king promised, knowing what they were sacrificing. “I appreciate the dedication from both of you.”
“I don’t want to let my friends and family down,” the hobbit admitted. “There’s still too far to go to get to our destination, and I need every minute of training I can get to ensure I can help protect everyone.”
“We’ll see to it you learn what you can,” Thorin replied. “What were you two discussing so seriously?”
“Whether or not Adamanta should learn the two handed style of fighting so she can use the dagger along with Sting,” Kili said to his uncle. “I know she’s coming along well with what she’s learning so far, and we were curious if the timing was right or if she needs to add the dagger with Sting later.”
“She’s got a good grasp on the basics for using one weapon now,” the monarch replied. “I think we can see to it she practices on it more to refine her skills and then spend time on using both weapons. It was how we ensured Fili kept fine tuning his single sword style while learning the two weapon style. I’ll talk to Dwalin about it and arrange time for both styles as well as partner practice for the two of you.”
“Speaking of partner fighting, were Fili and Ori tested,” Kili asked, eyes gleaming as he did so.
“They finished a few minutes ago and did remarkably well. Ori showed potential with the battle hammer so Dwalin will be working with him on it,” the long haired Durin replied.
“How did you convince Dori to let him do it? It was a pain in the arse to let him permit Ori to learn hand to hand combat.”
“I reminded him that we’re going to be facing more dangers after we leave here and the lad needs to know how to fight. Once he saw Ori with Fili, he realized I was right, especially once I ordered the pair practice for them as well.”
“I’m glad,” Adamanta interjected. “He’s a gentle soul but needs to be able to protect himself. It’s not always good to have to rely on others for the entirety of your safety. If he’s separated from his brothers, he needs to be able to stand on his own until someone can stand with him. It’s one of the reasons I was happy Master Dwalin was willing to teach me. I didn’t want to be a burden on anyone.”
“You have been anything but a burden, Adamanta,” Thorin told her, making her blush a bit while smiling.
“Thank you,” she said softly. “That was one of my greatest fears when I left the Shire with you and Gandalf. I was worried I’d give you cause to regret taking me along.”
“I did have my doubts,” he confessed. “You proved me wrong rather quickly, and I am proud of the growth you have made since joining the company.”
“Lassie,” Dwalin called out, spying the three of them. “You’re here for training?”
“I am, Master Dwalin,” she called in response. “Have you time for me?”
“I certainly do,” he replied, grinning. “Get over here.”
“Go on,” Thorin urged when she looked back at him and her husband. “After you and Kili work together, I’ll have Fili ready to work with you on using your dagger with your sword.”
Adamanta nodded, hurrying off to have her lesson and once she was out of earshot, the older dwarf turned to look at his nephew.
“I am not asking for details, but is everything all right between you two?”
Kili nodded, turning his eyes back to his uncle. He knew the other had been worried because of what had happened a few days ago, and he was glad to have good news for the displaced king.
“She’s doing well,” he said to him. “We had a bit of a chat over certain things, and I keep having this urge to go back to the Shire to break a few skulls with one of Gloin’s axes.”
“I’ve had that urge quite often as well,” Thorin confessed. “Gandalf admitted to me last night that he only kept going back to the Shire because of his friendship with Adamanta’s family.”
The archer sighed, rubbing his forehead for a moment as he watched his wife begin her training with his uncle’s dearest friend. It seemed all of them were rather furious when it came to the people who lived in the Shire and their horrible habits regarding the women that lived there.
“During the conversation last night, she mentioned overhearing the women speak of their marital duties and how they dreaded it. Adamanta’s mother never had time to speak to her of what to expect, and her father’s health was too poor to address it once she came of age.”
“None of her other female relations stepped in to help explain things,” the older dwarf asked, not pleased with what Kili was sharing.
“Not that she mentioned,” Kili replied in a soft voice. “From what she’s let slip in conversations before now, her family was a bit isolated for the most part. Apparently, her mother was considered undesirable because she’d had those adventures before having to settle down. Adamanta was viewed with similar thoughts since the family believed she was just like her mother and wasn’t worth the effort.”
Thorin sighed, shaking his head. His nephew continued, sharing his thoughts with the dwarf he loved like a father.
“There’s only so much I can teach her as well as break through a lot of the things she’s been taught in the Shire regarding female issues and duties. I was thinking of sending a letter to Mum and asking her if she’d be willing to be there for Adamanta to help her through the rest of it. There’s probably a lot of questions she has that I can’t answer.”
“It’s a good idea,” the older dwarf agreed. “The only problem will be keeping your mother from gathering an army to march on the Shire once she hears about everything.”
“I’m trusting Adamanta to keep her from losing her temper too badly,” Kili admitted. “I know Mum will take her under her wing as soon as she meets her.”
“That reminds me, our host has stated that if we have letters to send, he can send a bird with them to Ered Luin,” Thorin told him. “This way Dis won’t be too angry that we waited this long to tell her about your wedding, and I’m going to wait for her to arrive so the family can be affirmed in their roles before the population of Erebor.”
“Which I’ll have to prepare Adamanta for,” he said quietly. “Do you want me to add the circlets for all of us to the order for the new crown?”
“If you have time,” Thorin commented. “You’ll be rather busy once the mountain is healed so don’t overload yourself.”
“I won’t,” Kili reassured him. “I’ve been working on ideas for it, and there’s been ideas for the family too. It’s a matter of finding the materials I need for the projects.”
“You’ll have plenty to choose from,” his uncle assured him. “Now you should get to work on training before Dwalin calls both of us out for a lecture.”
The archer laughed, unslinging his bow and going to practice his skills until the captain of the guard called on him to practice with Adamanta.
Author’s End Note - A bit of a filler but important one because it regards Adamanta’s growth as a fighter in some ways. I hope everyone enjoyed it! Please let me know what you thought of it. ~ Laran
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