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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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The following morning, a company of dwarves and one hobbit followed the guide the elven king had provided. A snuggly wrapped Adamanta slept in the arms of her husband, and the young dwarf kept her cradled close as they traversed through the forest. Occasionally, he caught sight of the armed escort that was watching them from a distance to ensure their safety. Kili’s instincts screamed at him, causing discomfort with the idea of being surrounded by unfamiliar troops, but he kept everything under tight control since this was the quickest way to get his wife out of the unhealthy forest.
The journey out of Mirkwood took less than a day, even with the occasional stop to pass Adamanta to another dwarf to be carried or to wake her to feed her something before letting her sleep again. Dori, who had been carrying her for this leg of the journey, looked down when he heard a soft sigh from their hobbit. The lass looked peaceful, showing no signs of the strain that had been seen on her face lately.
“I think we’re off the tainted land,” he told Dwalin, who was walking alongside him. “She doesn’t look as stressed now as she has been lately.”
The elven guide nodded when she heard the dwarf’s words, sensing what the hobbit had felt. She spoke quietly, sharing her knowledge with them.
“We are,” the fair haired woman replied. “She should start to improve quickly now that we are out of Mirkwood. King Thorin?”
The long haired Durin turned, looking at their guide. Once she had his attention, the she-elf spoke quietly.
“This path will take you directly to your mountain, and you will not be seen by any in Lake Town as they typically do not traverse this far from their homes. My king asks that you send a message to him once the dragon is slain, and he will send what aid he can to help supply you while you work on restoring the mountain.”
Thorin nodded, showing his understanding of her words, and she disappeared as the company began moving down the path she had shown them. There was a lighter feeling in the air now that the older ones began recognizing certain landmarks that showed they were closer to home. Being out of the cursed forest helped bolster everyone’s spirits.
He stopped the group a short while before sundown, turning to his companions. They had made good progress today, and the king wanted them to take their rest and enjoy a chance to relax now they were away from the elves and the sick woods they inhabited.
“We’ll camp here for tonight,” he informed them. “Nori, I’d like you to do a quick sweep to see if there’s anything we should be wary of. The rest of us will set up camp.”
The thief nodded, dropping his pack beside his brothers’ before hurrying to follow the orders. The rest of the company began to set up camp, and Kili laid out his bedroll and got it set up. Once that was done, the sleeping hobbit was laid upon it. He made sure she was warm but ensured that the sunlight would be able to shine upon her skin.
Oin came to look her over once she was settled, listening to her chest for a moment, and gave her husband a small smile.
“Her breathing is easier,” he reported. “No sign of the fever returning. Getting her out of the forest was the best thing we could have done for her. Rest, food, and sunlight will help her shake off the rest of this illness.”
Kili sighed, looking concerned as he glanced towards the mountain. A thought had occurred to him, and the archer was now fretting over another matter that would be important to his little wife. Now that he knew of what she needed to keep herself healthy, he couldn’t believe he hadn’t thought of the problem before.
“What’s on your mind, lad?”
“With her need for fresh air and sunshine, will Adamanta be able to live in the mountain comfortably? I don’t want to see her become ill again.”
“I have the answer to that,” Thorin told him, overhearing the conversation from where he was aiding in setting up the campsite. “There’s a courtyard inside of the royal wing. It’s cunningly hidden within the mountain but gets rain and sun without exposing a vulnerability to Erebor. I plan on turning it over to Adamanta to set up her gardens if she wishes to, and I’m certain she wouldn’t mind the family using it as long as we don’t destroy her hard work.”
“I think she would love it,” Kili replied, feeling relieved that his uncle had the answer he’d been looking for. “She told me once that she often tended to the gardens at her father’s home when he became too ill to do so himself. The family gardener did the tilling and heavier work, but the rest of it was all her. Adamanta said she enjoyed doing it because it relaxed her and helped her focus on what needed to be done that day.”
“I’ll ask Dis to ensure we have seeds for her to work with once she’s able to start thinking about planting,” Thorin commented. “I’ll make sure to remember to ask her to purchase what she can before heading east. I think Rivendell might be better to ask for that instead of the Shire. I have no doubt that Master Baggins’s actions upset a few of the important families there, and it is possible whispers of my presence there that night will be floating around the Shire.”
“It’d be safer for the people of the Shire too considering what she and Belis knows about the hobbits now. I’m sure Mum would be willing to make the stop in Rivendell,” Fili replied. “She might be able to get what’s needed to make the farms of Dale begin to grow.”
“Provided the dragon hadn’t stripped the soil of all life,” Balin added, nearly jumping when a female voice joined the conversation.
“There’s life here,” Adamanta said sleepily. “Fire is a good way to help the soil renew itself, and the soil can be encouraged with help from the dragon.”
“How so,” Kili asked, moving so his wife could use his lap to pillow her head. She gave him a tired smile, settling herself a bit more comfortably.
“Dragon dung,” she answered her husband. “The farmers need to mix the dung into the soil and allow the nutrients to spread further. Composting will help with small gardens for the families of Dale. Between that and planting the right kinds of crops, the soil can be coaxed awake. Lord Elrond will be able to aid the farmers in that. I know how to take care of small gardens, not farming. He’ll know what to do or who to send to teach the farmers.”
“Mahal, I don’t envy the ones who have to haul dragon shite out of the mountain,” Bofur grumbled, making the rest of the company laugh a bit at his words.
“Don’t you go back to sleep yet, lass,” Oin warned her, noticing how drowsy she looked. “You need to eat and drink before dozing off again.”
“You’re certain there’s still life in the soil,” Balin asked, hoping to keep the hobbit awake until she’d followed the healer’s orders.
“I’ll know more once we’re out on the area where Smaug burned it, but I can sense the soil is sleeping. It wants to come back, but it needs help,” she said, forcing herself to sit up.
Kili shook his head, placing her so she was sitting between his legs and could recline against his chest for support. This would let her stay awake a bit longer but still allow her to relax in comfort. He preferred this position because it allowed him to hold his wife.
“That’s good to know,” the advisor replied. “I think a letter sent ahead to Rivendell before Dis gets there might help Lord Elrond have everything ready in advance for when the caravan arrives,” he suggested to Thorin.
“I’ll do that when we know if the ravens are still here or not,” the king said to him.
“Ravens,” Adamanta asked, head against Kili’s shoulder. She looked content, and the sight of the couple cuddling like this brought smiles to the entire company.
“Erebor and the ravens that lived in the region had an arrangement,” Thorin answered. “We provided shelter and food for them, and they delivered messages for us. I hope to have that arrangement once again with them.”
“Sounds useful,” she murmured. “It’d be faster and safer than using riders to take messages across Middle-Earth.”
“It was,” he told her. “It’ll make things easier for us as well. How are you feeling, Adamanta?”
“Tired but better,” the hobbit told him. “Master Oin’s tonics are helping with the cough. It feels so wonderful to be in the sunlight again and not be surrounded by that horrible sickness.”
“Glad to hear it,” Thorin told her. “We should be at the base of Erebor in two days and can rest then to allow you a chance to gain your strength fully. At that time, we’ll work on a plan on how to handle Smaug.”
“Sounds good,” she murmured tiredly, thanking Bifur when he handed the hobbit a small bowl of stew and a skin of water. The dwarf gave her a warm smile before heading off to finish helping Bombur with passing out the meal.
After eating, Kili helped her walk for a few moments, taking her to a private place to tend to her needs before bringing her back to the camp. Once he sat down, she curled up on the bedroll and used her husband’s lap to rest her head on as she snuggled into the blankets.
“Winter is coming,” she announced, nearly asleep. “Everything is starting to begin their rest for the season until the sun warms the ground again.”
Thorin cast a grim look to his companions after the hobbit fell asleep. The fact they were this close to Erebor before winter started was a good thing, but it would make getting supplies in rather difficult. It was another thing to worry about, but he pushed it aside for now. The first thing to focus on was removing Smaug from Erebor before putting the mountain’s heart back where it belonged. He would worry about everything else after that important task was handled.
Author’s End Note - Okay just a bit of a geography lesson since I recently learned this myself. Middle-Earth is the continent where the story takes place. Arda is the name of the world they live in. I was doing research when I uncovered that. Weird things I learn when looking for something else, lol. Let me know what you think please, and thank you for reading. See you next chapter! ~ Laran
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