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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 – I don’t know why I do this to myself. I have three days to get eighteen chapters posted. The next few days are going to be so incredibly busy, but I think and hope everyone will enjoy the results even as I fret over final edits.

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

Chapter Fifty-three – Overdue Conversations

The next morning, Kili and Adamanta shared breakfast with their family and she noticed that both Thorin and Balin were incredibly hung-over. The hobbit quietly asked for a little bit of their time that afternoon, and the pair agreed to do so after lunch. They were grateful she was giving them time to get over the massive headache, and it seemed the only ones not hung over were Adamanta, Kili, Dis, Bifur, and Belis.

Once breakfast was over, Dis, Emali, and Adara went with the lass to the rooms she shared with her husband and the midwife explained everything the princess would be going through during the pregnancy and delivery. There was no telling how much of this she could expect since she was carrying a half-dwarven babe, but it was good to know so she wouldn’t be taken by surprise if one of the symptoms showed up. She also found out that Kili had pulled the midwife, Gloin, and Bombur aside to ask the same questions about what to expect and do if any of the symptoms manifested, and the princess felt her heart warm even further towards her archer.

Adamanta asked questions and paid close attention to the answers she was given, knowing she’d need to follow the midwife’s instructions exactly so that her pregnancy was as smooth as possible. She was a bit worried that her diet would be so restricted due to the lack of variety in their food stores, and Emali promised that she would find ways to ensure her charge would stay healthy.

The older princess was quick to notice a few expressions of discomfort on her new daughter’s face during the talk and once the pregnancy discussion was over, she remained behind while the other two dwarrowdams went on to attend to their day’s work.

“Is everything all right,” she asked her daughter-in-law, pouring fresh tea for both of them.

“I’m not really certain,” Adamanta said quietly. “Some of the things they were talking about were something I wasn’t too comfortable with.”

Dis nodded, having realized her discomfort appeared when a certain topic was brought up during the discussion with all of the dwarrowdams. She hadn’t been sure of how to broach the topic of intimacy with her daughter-in-law after having a talk with Kili about how innocent the hobbit had been when it dealt with love making. Now she had the opportunity handed to her, and the elder princess was more than happy to stand in for Adamanta’s mother and help guide her.

“The comments about love making and the increase of their desire for their husbands during pregnancy seemed to be the main source of your discomfort,” Dis ventured. “How much about physical intimacy was explained to you by your parents?”

“Not a lot,” the hobbit answered. “Mama died when I was too young to think about it, and Papa never seemed to get around to it because of being so ill. Before I married Kili, I knew that what happened between a male and female could result in pregnancy but I had no idea what to expect. The only thing I had heard was how a lot of matrons did not like doing their marital duties, and I really didn’t understand why.”

“So you really didn’t know much about how making love is a good thing to enjoy,” the dwarrowdam said softly. “I can only imagine what you went through at the beginning.”

“It was very shocking in a lot of ways,” she admitted, fingers twisting in the blue fabric of the dress she wore. “Kili has been patient with me through all of it, but I get the feeling that he’s waiting on something and I’m not sure what it is.”

“This may seem like I’m being nosy, but I’m really not,” Dis told her daughter-in-law. “Because I know there’s a lot you don’t understand, I need to ask a few questions so I know what you need to learn.”

At Adamanta’s blushing nod, the older woman asked the questions that were designed to find out how much the younger one knew, had experienced herself, and what Kili had managed to teach his wife. Despite her discomfort, the hobbit answered everything truthfully and once she knew what the other knew, Dis leaned back in her seat.

“He’s done fairly well,” she commented. “Especially considering how much you didn’t know. The first thing you have to understand, dear, is that it’s all right for women to not only enjoy making love with her partner but also is allowed to make requests for something she wants or even take the lead during bed play.”

“Kili has been pretty good at reading me,” she said, voice almost too soft to be heard.

“Which is good,” the dwarrowdam replied. “If he does something you like, you are allowed to ask him to do it again or to have it that way at a different time. You are allowed to take charge, explore him as much as you want to, and to ensure your pleasure as well as his. In fact, it can be rather fun to take charge and see what makes your husband weak at the knees and begging for more.”

What followed was probably one of the most embarrassing and enlightening conversations Adamanta had ever sat through in her life. Her mother-in-law had gone into a detailed explanation about a lot of things that she knew her mother might have shared since Belladonna had been rather open about issues when she deemed the time was right. A part of her felt as if her face was going to catch fire, but it hadn’t despite the dark blush that had stayed there for the entire duration of the discussion.

There was a lot that she didn’t know that Dis was able to teach her and by the end of it, Adamanta realized just why she had the feeling that Kili was waiting on something. She had a lot on her mind now, and she was grateful to the dwarrowdam for having this uncomfortable discussion with her.

It was a very pensive hobbit that went to lunch with Dis, and she was fairly quiet through most of the meal. Adamanta broke her silence near the end of it, asking Thorin and Balin if either of them had time to speak to her about the meeting that was schedule to take place the next day. Both dwarves agreed, making her feel better to know she had a source of information regarding what would be expected of them tomorrow.

Once the meal was over, she nudged Kili and murmured questioningly if he wanted to go with her to speak to the other dwarves regarding the meeting. The dark haired male nodded, walking beside his wife as they followed Balin and Thorin to the conference room she’d set up as a semi-informal office for the royal family until things could settle down enough so everyone could have an office.

After everyone had taken a seat, Thorin had turned his gaze to his nephew and niece. The hang over was finally over so he was able to actually focus on them without feeling as if someone was splitting his head open with a war hammer.

“What is it you wanted to speak to us about,” he began as Adamanta pulled a blank piece of parchment, pen, and ink towards her.

“To be honest, we need your goals for the treaty and trade agreement towards the elves of Mirkwood,” the hobbit told him. “I don’t want us to go in there and make promises you’re not going to think is fair or beneficial to Erebor.”

“Understandable,” Balin said, rubbing a hand over his face for a moment to try to pull his thoughts together.

“You’ll want to come up with a schedule for patrolling the borders,” Thorin began. “We can combine patrols or schedule them so that neither group meets up with the other. Also, an agreement to aid the other in times of need, be it military, armor and weapons, food, or anything else. Kili knows more about the military part of things and can negotiate that with ease.”

“What are you willing to trade for food and other supplies that we may need from them,” Adamanta asked, taking careful notes as she did so.

“Once we can turn our attention to forging anything other than tools and farming equipment, we can trade armor, weapons, and the gems their people are so fond of. I am also willing to allow their merchants into our market to trade,” the king answered.

“That seems reasonable once the mines are reopened,” Kili stated. “The problem now is that we really don’t have much to trade with outside of what’s in the treasury. From what I saw, there’s not much in there that would catch an elf’s attention.”

“From what I recall, King Thror had several chests of the star gems stored in the treasury,” Balin offered. “The king was promised one chest by your grandfather, but I know there are a few more in there that we can use for bartering now until the mines are reopened.”

“I think that would be sufficient to use for trading until we are able to open the mines and work the forges for other things besides tools,” Thorin sighed.

“It might be good to have the chest brought out to give to Thranduil to make amends for that broken promise and maybe a small bag of those gems as a thank you for the supplies his people have brought to us,” the hobbit ventured. “It’d be a good way to show that we are genuine regarding the treaties.”

“As much as I hate the idea of giving Thranduil anything, you do have a point,” the dwarf king said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I think I know where those chests are so I’ll have Gloin check to see if I’m right and pull out what you’ll need for tomorrow.”

“So when the treaty is lined out and accepted by both kings,” Kili began. “When do you want to meet for a signing? Since this is the first treaty since Erebor was reclaimed, it will be a big thing for all involved.”

“Ask the ambassadors from Mirkwood and see what will work since the weather has become rough with the winter storms,” Thorin answered. “In the meantime, I think that’ll cover the first treaty and more can be worked on if the need arises. I’m proud to see you two taking this so seriously and very pleased to know that you’ll represent Erebor to the best of your abilities.”

“I just hope I don’t mess up,” Adamanta said, setting her pen down and rubbing her hands. “This is all new to me, and I’ve never had to deal with meetings like this.”

“Kili is working with you, lass, and you both will do well,” Balin assured them. “You’ve already had good ideas to start off with. Just go with what seems fair to you both and if it’s not right, we’ll let you know so it can be handled. I have complete faith in the pair of you.”

“We’ll do our best,” the archer promised.

“Good,” Thorin replied. “Now, both of you go off and enjoy yourselves. Rest up for tomorrow but no working. Adamanta needs a rest day,” he told them, grinning at the huff from the hobbit.

The lass didn’t get a chance to respond as Kili scooped up the notes, folding to put them in his pocket before dragging his wife out of the room. Both Thorin and Balin laughed at the muted protests they could hear from her as the couple went down the hallway.

“It’s good to hear them like that,” the king said, grabbing a stack of papers to go through.

“That it is,” his friend agreed. “That it is.”

Author’s End Note - A bit of a filler but necessary since one conversation was fairly overdue at this point. I just couldn’t work it in because of how full their lives have been since reclaiming the mountain! All right, onto the next one. ~ Laran
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