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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 final chapter for tonight’s batch. I hope everyone has enjoyed what was posted. Thank you so much for reading!

Disclaimer – I do not own “the Hobbit” nor do I make any money from this story.

Chapter Forty-seven – Choosing A Home

Kili had gotten up early, eating a light breakfast and letting his wife sleep in. He had a lot to get done and knew that his morning hours would be taken up by the task his uncle had set for him. While the jeweler was grateful to Gloin for bringing this issue up the night before, he also knew that this would be a very emotional day if his mother chose to accompany them.

After finishing his meal, the brunet noticed his cousin speaking with both Dis and Belis and rose to his feet after the red haired dwarf gestured for him to head to the group.

“Kili, your mother is coming with us,” Gloin told him. “We’re ready to head over to the royal wing if you are.”

“I am,” he answered. “Are you sure you want to do this, Mum?”

“I do,” she told him. “I think it’ll be better if Thorin and I face the wing whenever each of us is ready and best to do it separately. If I do this now, I can be there for him when he faces the memories that will be haunting him in those halls. I’ll have you and Gloin to help me through this if I need it.”

Which meant that Kili would have to keep an eye on his mother while they were in the royal wing because he knew there would be a lot of memories that would haunt her as well. It made him worry for her, and he hoped that this wouldn’t be too traumatizing for her.

“All right,” he said, yielding to her wishes. “So where is Belis going to be then?”

“She’s going with one of the work crews to plan the repairs that need to be done in the damaged areas of the residential wings,” she replied. “I’ll be joining them once everything is ready for your rooms to be repaired and cleaned.”

“I guess we’d better get this done,” the younger dwarf said to her, knowing everyone had a busy day ahead of them and they needed to get started.

Dis nodded, leading the other two out of the chamber and through several twisting hallways, climbing ramps and stairs. It took a short while but eventually, they approached a heavy set of doors with the seal of Durin on it.

Kili stopped, staring at the massive doors. The seal was worked in sapphire and silver over the darkened metal that lined the doors.

“That is surprisingly big,” he managed, looking over to his mother.

“I always thought so,” Dis said. “My mother said it was a bit much, but Grandfather didn’t agree with her. From what I understand, these haven’t been changed since our family first made their home in Erebor. These doors are the main way into the royal wing; each suite up here has an emergency exit in case of attack and this entry way is blocked.”

The princess stepped forward, placing her hand on the door and applying a light pressure to it. Despite the huge size, it didn’t take much to open the twin doors.

“They look like they’d be more difficult to move,” the brunet ventured, shaking his head at how easily his mother had pushed them open.

“Special weight mechanism,” the dwarrowdam answered. “There’s a panic switch inside the King’s Chambers that will make them immovable when activated. Then the only way in or out of this wing are through the exits in every suite.”

“That’s an effective defense,” Gloin said as Dis led them through the doors and down an incredibly long hallway. “I had forgotten that had been put into place in this wing.”

Kili was beginning to wonder if the corridor would come to an end when they stepped out into a large courtyard that was filled with gentle glow of the morning sunlight. His eyes widened, looking around as he did so.

There were quite a few built in beds of various heights and lengths, and an intricate irrigation system that connected to fountains that were built throughout the courtyard. There were also drains designed to remove the rain and melted snow that accumulated through the year. The beds were full of dead plants, showing that there had been enough rain over the decades to allow for some plants to grow, but the irrigation systems were full of debris. The remains of furniture could be seen, and they were badly damaged due to time and exposure.

Despite the state of things, the archer felt a surge of excitement and he looked at his companions. Both were watching him, an expectant look on their faces.

“Adamanta will love this,” he beamed, excited to know that one of the problems he’d been worrying about was now taken care of. “It’s the perfect place for her to have her flowers and whatever else she wants to plant. Uncle Thorin mentioned this, but I had no idea it was this big.”

“I’ll have a team check the walls above us and make sure everything is in good shape,” Dis said, pointing up.

The youngest dwarf looked up, spying that they were still deep in the mountain but the courtyard was in an area that was somewhat exposed to the sky. It gave a bit of an effect of standing in a chimney of sorts, and it didn’t make sense to get this much light considering how much shadow the walls should have cast.

“How are we getting this much sunlight,” he asked, realizing just how much light they were getting and shouldn’t have been due to the depth they were. “The walls are so high.”

“It’s based on the way we light up the corridors,” the princess told him. “Polished mirrors reflect light downwards, and it’s enough to create the effect of being in an open field. I remember it being brighter at this time of day so either the mirrors need cleaning or replacing. I’ll have them checked while your rooms are being taken care of. Thorin said she needs time in sunlight each day, and I don’t want to risk her health by waiting to have them inspected.”

“Good idea,” Kili answered, looking amazed. “I had no idea something like this could be done. She’s going to be so very happy with all of it.”

“I hope she will,” Dis laughed, then pointed to the doors that lined the four walls. “Each of them lead to a suite. They are deceptively larger than it looks from here because of how many doors there are.”

The prince examined each door, noticing there were gems set into the corners of the door frames. Each one held a unique set of gems, which had to be the way to identify each suite.

The dwarrowdam walked with him, touching certain ones and pointing them out to him. Some were already earmarked for use as the rooms were traditional.

“Grandfather’s chambers were through here,” she told him. “I imagine Thorin will want it stripped down and redone as our grandfather could be rather ostentatious in his taste in décor. We’ll be giving Fili the rooms my parents lived in as those are the ones chosen for the crown prince, and I’ll be staying in my old quarters.”

Dis pointed out the doors that lead to each suite she was talking about. She froze in front of one, gently resting her hand on it.

“This was Frerin’s,” she said softly. “He was so proud when he was old enough to move into it and out of our parent’s suite. Thorin teased him abominably about it for a while until Frerin, Balin, and I retaliated.”

Gloin and Kili stayed quiet, letting her reminisce. Good memories were important, and they didn’t mind waiting. In truth, the youngest dwarf enjoyed hearing stories of his family as they didn’t come as often as he would like.

“Did you know Frerin was the first of us to learn how to cook?”

“No, Mum, I didn’t know,” he answered. “I’d have thought it’d have been you or Uncle Thorin honestly.”

“Thorin didn’t learn until right before your brother was born, and that was because your father couldn’t cook. I was on bedrest a month before Fili arrived so someone had to figure out how to make food for everyone,” she said with a laugh. “Each suite has a kitchen in it, and Frerin was determined to be able to use it.”

“I remember this,” Gloin chuckled. “He bothered my mother for days until she agreed to teach him. She was rather surprised she only had to deal with one small fire before he caught on.”

“Unlike Thorin who set the kitchen on fire at least three times a week while he was learning,” Dis said with a soft laugh, then pushed the door open.

Kili followed her into the suite, then fell into step beside his mother when he heard the soft sound of her breath catching in her throat. He slid an arm around her shoulders, drawing her close after the woman paused in the living room.

Dis leaned into him, allowing the tears to come as she stared at the room she and Thorin had spent so much time in during the their younger years. Frerin’s simpler taste had made everything seem so welcoming, and it wasn’t unusual for the friends they had around their age to meet here as well.

“You would think I would be past this,” she managed to say between the sobs. “We lost Frerin so long ago; it still shouldn’t hurt this much.”

“Dis, you and I both know that wounds like this never fully heal,” Gloin told his cousin softly. “The pain of his loss still hurts because of how much his family loved him. All of us are around things that will remind us of our loved ones quite often, and we’ll have to learn to live with it.”

“We can keep this one closed up, Mum,” the archer offered, hating to see his mother so upset.

“No,” she said, forcing herself to calm down. “Frerin would want you to use it if you find the rooms to be to yours and Adamanta’s liking. He preferred having life around him; he was a bit like you and Fili in that regard.”

“Then let me take a look around,” he said softly. “If it’s to my liking, you can go through it to inspect for safety issues, but if it’s not, then we can close this up for now.”

“I’ll be all right,” she assured him, smiling at her son. “You needn’t worry so much, my dear; I’ll be all right. As Gloin said, it’ll take time to learn to live with the memories.”

After a few moments, Dis pulled away and the group examined each of the rooms. Most of the frames of the furniture were still sturdy and in good repair, but the cushions and softer parts had been eaten away by time.

Kili was pleased by the rooms, mentally acknowledging that his uncle and he shared similar tastes in things. Though very well made, everything was simple in appearance and could be comfortable with the right amount of work put into the furniture.

“I think we’ll use this one,” he said, pausing in the master bedroom. “Outside of a few pieces, everything suits what I know of Adamanta’s taste in furniture. She prefers the simpler things that are comfortable and well made.”

“Yours as well,” Gloin commented, watching as Dis forced herself into a professional mindset and began her inspection of the suite.

“That too,” Kili admitted. “We’ll need a way to brighten it up somewhat so it won’t be too depressing for her. Uncle mentioned that her father’s smial was fairly airy despite being underground.”

“I’ll have Emali go through whatever we can find to help decorate things once it’s clean in here,” the red haired dwarf replied. “She might be able to come up with some ideas that’ll make it more comfortable for Adamanta.”

“I’m grateful for the help,” the younger dwarf told him. “Also too, thank you for bringing up the need for this last night. I haven’t been around pregnant women before so I have no idea what Adamanta will need.”

“Every pregnancy is different or so I’m told,” Gloin began. “What I learned when Emali was carrying Gimli was that patience was a vital necessity. Learn to watch for what she doesn’t say and be prepared to meet every need and whim she might have, even if it means going to the forge for a few hours to give her the privacy she needs. As far as everything else, talk to Emali, Adara, and your mother. They can give you what you’ll need to know from a woman’s perspective.”

Dis came back in, handing Gloin a small notepad. She looked pleased so Kili had hopes that she didn’t find anything too terribly wrong with the suite.

“We’re in luck,” she said to the two. “The only repairs needed will be to the plumbing as well as to ensure the ventilation in the fireplaces and stove is clear. Otherwise, all that’s needed is a deep cleaning and removal of the items Kili doesn’t want to keep.”

“That’s very good news,” their cousin replied. “Depending on quickly we can find the supplies for the mattress and cushions for the furniture, we can have the two moved in fairly soon.”

“I think so too,” Dis said to him. “I do have a personal favor to ask of you, cousin, and it’ll need to be done before you divert the crews to work on the suite and to inspect the mirrors for the garden.”

“What do you need, Dis?”

“Would you mind ensuring Frerin’s things are packed away for now? I’d like to go through them with Thorin later and let him pick out what keepsakes he wants before we determine what to do with them. Once we get to my parents’ suite, I’ll do the same with my mother’s belongings.”

“I can do that,” Gloin answered. “I’ll put them someplace safe until you two have the time to go through it.”

“I appreciate that, Gloin,” she said, knocking her head gently against his. “I should get to work, but I’ll send a few dwarves that know how to handle the mirrors and plumbing to accompany the cleaning crews. Where do you want to meet them?”

“Outside the doors to the royal wing,” the older male replied. “I’ll meet them out there and supervise everything. Now, you two get going.”

Kili mirrored his mother, tapping his forehead against his cousin’s. He was so grateful for the older dwarf’s insight and advice.

“Thank you for everything, Gloin.”

“Don’t mention it, lad,” the red haired dwarf told him. “Now off you go. Everyone’s anxious to see what you’ve been working on so don’t make us wait for too long.”

“I’ll do my best,” he answered cheerfully, leaving with his mother to head to their next stops for the day.

All in all, the prince was pleased with how everything was going so far and just hoped that his wife wouldn’t be too displeased with the fact that they had done this. However, it was necessary and she would have to accept it. If worse came to worse, he would just put his uncle and cousin into her line of fire since this was mostly their idea.

“I know that smirk,” Dis commented, eyes dancing with mirth. “It usually means you are up to no good, my dear.”

“It wouldn’t be for Uncle Thorin or Gloin,” the archer admitted. “I have no intention of being the one she fusses at when she finds out what’s been done.”

“Not a bad idea,” she replied, laughing as she did so. “We could always find a way to distract her.”

“Depends on what’s used to distract her,” Kili said, shaking his head. “She’s been handling the consort duties, and that’s a lot on someone who hasn’t been trained to do the things that’s been asked of her. According to Balin, Adamanta has only made a few small mistakes that he was able to help with and then teach her what to do if that situation came up again.”

“If Thorin never finds his One, I’ll make certain to divide those duties between myself, Ori, and Adamanta,” she assured him. “She won’t have to do it alone, and Ori prefers his books instead of being out in public. If the duties are divided, he won’t have to be in the public all of the time and Adamanta will have time to rest.”

“Uncle will agree,” he asked, smiling when his mother nodded.

“He already has,” the princess told him. “Like me, he remembers how overworked our grandmother was and later, our mother after Grandmother went on to the halls of Mahal. We have no desire to see that happen to Ori or Adamanta. Some of the heir’s duties will go to you as Fili will be picking up some of Thorin’s minor responsibilities. It will give them time for family as well as their craft.”

“I don’t mind doing what I can to help them,” Kili replied. “I want them to be able to spend time with us, especially after the baby is born.”

“That was our thoughts on the matter,” she smiled. “Now, I shall see you later. Do not overdo it, Kili.”

“I won’t,” he promised. “Oin already reminded me, and uncle said he’d have someone check on me to make sure everything’s all right.”

After parting, Kili went his own way, heading to where he’d hidden his work so far. He was pleased with the morning’s events and hoped things would continue to go well.

Author’s End Note - Now they’ll have a home to rest in and wait for the pregnancy to finish. I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter. Please let me know what you thought of everything. I’ll see you next update! ~ Laran
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