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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 – More updates! I hope you guys are enjoying the story so far. Ok, so for my readers on fanfiction, I had to cut one chapter out of the updates yesterday due to the majority of it being rated above what fanfiction dot net allows. If you want that chapter, please message me with your date of birth (please make sure you’re logged in and set to accept messages) and if you’re of age, I’ll pass it along.

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Chapter Sixty-Three – Shire Issues

Early the next morning, after her familial responsibilities were taken care of and training done for the moment, Adamanta went in search of her friend. Kili had reminded her that Ori had wanted to see her, and she had gone to the suite where the scribe lived with his brothers. Fortunately, Ori had still been there.

The excited dwarf had passed her a cup of tea before explaining everything he’d found, and she listened to him speak for a while before tilting her head.

“Do you have the help you need in there,” she asked.

“I do right now, but I would love to have your input there once your schedule calms down,” Ori answered.

“You do have too much on your plate right now,” Dori replied, looking up from his current project. “That wasn’t the only reason he needed to talk to you.”

Ori blinked at his brother for a moment before his expression brightened, and he hopped out of his seat to rush back to his bedroom.

“He’s become rather forgetful since the library became accessible,” the silver haired dwarf commented, snipping the thread before starting another seam in a different area of the project. “I can’t blame him though. He’s dreamed of seeing Erebor’s library since he was small, and Thorin surprised him by giving him control over it.”

“Ori is perfect for the task,” Adamanta commented. “With the Consort’s duties split between us, he’ll have time to focus on tending to the library. I’ll help where I can.”

“Only after your schedule isn’t as busy,” Dori replied. “You’ve barely enough time to have five minutes to yourself as it is.”

“Hopefully, that will calm down once Hardran is dealt with,” she answered with a quiet sigh, sipping at her tea. “I don’t like living in uncertainty, and this not knowing when everything will happen is wearing on me.”

“It will calm down to a normal pattern,” he said soothingly, a small smile curving his lips when Ori rushed back into the front room.

“Here,” the scribe said, handing her a small book. “I found this for you after the doors were open. I know you’re familiar with the stories, but I thought you might want to read it for yourself.”

Blue eyes widened as she read the Westron script that adorned the binding of the book.

“The Courtship and Marriage of Mahal and Yavanna,” she read aloud, opening the pages to look over the beautiful script on the paper.

“It has everything from Lord Mahal seeing Lady Yavanna for the first time all the way to their marriage and the wedding gift Ilúvatar granted them,” he told her.

“The creation of the hobbits,” the princess breathed softly, looking up at Ori. “I didn’t expect you to find this so quickly.”

“I did promise I would find the book,” he answered his friend. “You deserve to know where your people come from and be able to read it for yourself instead of it being told to you.”

Adamanta hugged him, grateful for her friend. He hugged her back for several long moments before both of them took their seats.

“I have one more surprise,” Ori said. “I asked Thorin, and he’s given me permission to copy the book to send to the Shire if you want to.”

Blue eyes blinked at that, realizing just what the pair were offering. This would be a chance for her people to regain some of the knowledge that had been lost over the centuries. The question was if the information would be enough to help the hobbits realize that women were important since their creator had been female.

“The problem is that one book would have a very strong likelihood of going missing,” she said softly. “All it would take is one of the heads of family to see what the book says and burn it.”

“So we make enough of these books to send out in sets,” Dori piped in. “It’ll mean a considerable amount of work for the scribes, but it’d be more difficult for the books to go missing if they come in waves.”

“My grandmother and aunts might be able to help,” Adamanta shared. “They were a lot like my mother though not as inclined for adventure as she was.”

“Why don’t you write them,” the tailor suggested. “They might be worrying about you, and this would be a good way to start a dialogue between you so that you can send the books along when they’re ready.”

“I hadn’t given any thought to writing them,” she admitted, looking a little frightened. “Despite having a strong heart, they might not be proud of what I’ve done.”

“They don’t have to be,” Ori stated. “Your family is here, remember? We are proud of you.”

“Thank you,” she said quietly. “I guess I should write Grandmother and my aunts to let them know I’m all right. If they don’t provide names to send books to, I’ll go off of my memory and do it that way.”

“I think that’s the right thing to do,” Dori replied soothingly. “Ori is right; no matter what they say, your family is here. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

Adamanta gave them both a hug, grateful she had such a wonderful family. She would never have guessed that the visit Gandalf had made that stormy night would have such a fantastic influence over her life, and she was so grateful to all of them.

“I suppose I should get that done before Fili brings Frerin and Iris up for their feeding time,” she said once the hugs ended.

“I’ll get a raven once you’re ready,” Ori offered, knowing she’d be spending bonding time with her twins before heading back to training.

“I appreciate it, Ori,” she said with a smile, heading out to her own suite.

Once in the rooms she shared with her husband and children, Adamanta made herself another cup of tea and sat down with the small lap desk that Balin had ordered for her since he knew that her time in her office was limited. She pulled out a sheet of paper, inkwell, and quill, staring at the blank sheet for several moments.

“Right, time to get this over and done with, Adamanta. Like they said, even if they don’t approve, your family here does and that’s all that counts.”

The hobbit dipped the quill into the ink and began writing, giving a slow pat to Holly when she jumped into her lap.

Dear Grandmother,

I must start this letter with a sincere apology for waiting until now to contact you. Until recently, life has been rather chaotic but incredibly fulfilling in so many ways.

As I am sure you know, the Baggins family had refused Papa’s first attempts at trying to hand guardianship of me to the Tooks. In fact, he was told that there was a possibility that I would be given to one of my cousins and Papa would not allow that to happen. Nor did he want me to end up taking care of someone else’s children and home.

The night he passed away, we were visited by Mother’s and Grandpapa’s dearest friend, Gandalf the Gray, as well as a friend of Gandalf. Papa granted them guardianship over me, and I left with them in obedience with his final order.

Oh Grandmother, this was the best choice he could have made for me! I have seen, learned, and done so much – much more than any hobbit has ever done. I’ve met elvish lords, crossed mountains, and even faced adversity several times. I believe I have grown as a person because of all of this, and the dwarves I traveled with (guardians included) also agree that I have a lot of courage and spirit.

I have discovered so much about myself and our people! Did you know that the creator of the hobbits is the Valië married to Lord Mahal, father of the dwarves? It’s true! The dwarves shared the story of how Lady Yavanna’s heart was won by Lord Mahal, and Ilúvatar gave Her a song of life to grant to Her so She could have Her own creation. She chose to make a race of people similar to Her husband’s but who would love and respect the earth as She does.

It’s sad because we’ve lost sight of who we are as a people and where we come from. Do you think She would be proud of Her children due to how our females are treated?

During my travels, I have found that no one treats their daughters and wives in the way the hobbits do. Women are allowed a chance to choose for themselves who and when to marry. They can inherit property and tend for themselves should they choose not to marry or are widowed/orphaned.

Regardless of whether or not this changes how hobbit women are treated, I will be sending you and my mother’s sisters copies of the book that was found in the library of my new home. At least this way, Lady Yavanna can be honored as She deserves to be as the Mother of our people!

As to news of my own life, I have a great deal to share with you. I helped a group of dwarves, led by my guardian, reclaim their home in Rhovanion. Erebor is beautiful, Grandmother. I wish you and my aunts could see it!

It had been taken over by a horrible dragon, but Kili, the company’s archer, killed the horrid thing and now they have their home back. I have been so happy and proud to be able to help and have a home here.

I do have a home, Grandmother. I fell in love with Kili, who is the youngest nephew of our leader (and my guardian) and we have married. In fact, you are now a great grandmother! Kili and I have two adorable little ones, named Frerin and Iris, and I fear they will be in danger of being spoiled by everyone in the family and mountain.

Up until now, children have been rare for the dwarrow and twins are practically unheard of here so you can well imagine the attention my little ones have drawn. We will do what we can to ensure they grow up to be level headed adults, and I have my hopes that they will be strong, happy, and healthy.

I will close this now; I just wanted to let you know that I’m happy and safe. I love you all very much.

Your Granddaughter,

Adamanta.

A tap at the door brought her attention away from her thoughts, focusing on Fili. The blond dwarf was cuddling his niece and nephew, who seemed to be showing signs of being hungry.

Adamanta grabbed one of the blankets that was kept on the back of her chair for this reason, getting herself situated before reaching for one of the twins. Once Iris latched on, nursing under the blanket, she gave a smile to her brother-in-law.

“How has your day been so far?”

“Doing all right,” he said with a smile. “It’s hard for people to be angry and fight over things when there’s these two in the room with me. It’s amazing how much we’ve been able to get done without someone reaching for a weapon to settle an argument.”

“I can imagine,” she giggled. “I remember the first guild meeting where Belis and Dis pulled a veritable armory out to get the guild masters to remember their manners.”

“The look on Kili’s face when Mum pulled the long knife from her bodice was hilarious. I thought he would pass out or throw up when she reached down her dress for it,” he chuckled.

“You were fairly close behind, brother dear,” Adamanta teased.

“The whole walking armory idea I learned from Mum,” the crown prince admitted. “She was the one who taught me that even the smallest weapon could be of use in the right circumstances.”

“I think I’m picking up that habit,” she agreed. “I overheard Uncle Thorin say something about my needing to have backup weapons.”

“Which reminds me, we will need to see you tomorrow at the forge. Everything is ready, and we want to make sure it all fits properly,” Fili shared.

“When would be a good time,” the lass asked, handing him the little princess to be burped and taking Frerin from him.

“After breakfast and before your first training session with Dwalin,” he told her. “Uncle and I have a time to see to it then.”

“I’ll make sure to be there,” Adamanta commented, laughing a bit at the tiny burp from her daughter.

“She’ll get there,” he joked. “At least she didn’t spit up on me this time.”

She giggled, calming when she heard Frerin fuss a bit at her moving him.

“Sorry, my little love,” she soothed, adjusting the blanket and staying still so as not to disturb her son. “He’s a bit particular at times.”

“He gets that from our side of the family, I’m afraid,” Fili laughed. “Every member of this family has to have things just so in order for it to be acceptable.”

“Which is what makes all of you so good at what you do whenever you practice your craft or focus on the needs of the mountain,” Adamanta replied with a gentle smile. “I hope these two understand that in the future and learn to apply it when they need it.”

“Oh they will; I have no doubt of that. They’ve got an outstanding mum to make sure of it.”

She blushed at that, burping Frerin once he was done and then going to clean up. When she came back out, Fili had both twins and was singing softly to them.

“Heading to training?”

“I am,” she commented. “Nori is working with us this time over utilizing my advantages. I know it’s Uncle Thorin’s turn to watch the children, but would you mind sending these letters off with ravens please?”

After handing one of the babies to her, Fili picked up the envelopes.

“The Shire?”

“I wrote my grandmother and my mother’s sisters,” she answered. “Just to let them know I’m all right and what’s going on. I’m hoping they’ll be interested in reading the book Ori found.”

“I can certainly do that,” he told her. “I’ll drop these little pebbles off with uncle and then head to the aviary to send these out.”

Adamanta kissed her little ones, ensuring Fili had them, and then hurried off to the training areas. She really wanted to get ready soon so that she could put this last piece of worry behind her. Life was good, and she wanted it to stay that way!

Author’s End Note - There’s one loose end somewhat tied up. I hope you guys enjoyed this; I have more to edit so hang on and another chapter will be posted soon! ~ Laran
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