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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 another chapter to enjoy. My cat is trying to make editing difficult by sleeping in my arms while I’m trying to work! lol

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

Chapter Sixty-Four – Bad News

Nearly two months had passed, and both Erebor and Dale were doing extremely well in their growth. Bard had cheerfully reported that several women were expecting, and Thorin had also been given the news of ten dwarrowdams reporting their pregnancies to healers and midwives. Given how slow the dwarrow population was to grow, the news had been celebrated with keen enthusiasm.

Adamanta had suggested that both communities try to build up a reserve for winter as it was nearing midsummer, and she was very much aware that the people would need plenty of food to survive. Because of that, both communities were working together to ensure there would be enough food for everyone to eat fairly well over the winter and early spring.

Lord Elrond had sent plenty of saplings for orchards and had also given notice of locations where sheep, pigs, and cattle could be bought once grazing land was available. Thorin had thanked him, sending payment for the advice as well as trees, and the orchards had been planted close enough to the river so water would not be a problem.

She spent time sharing her knowledge of canning fruit and vegetables to be used over the winter months, speaking to the glass blowers and blacksmiths so they could have enough supplies laid in for that once they were needed. The hobbit also wrote recipes for that in both Westron and khuzdul so both communities could be prepared in case some people didn’t know what they had to do to prepare.

Bombur had been grateful for her recipes, and they had plans for a massive canning event to take place once the time was right so that everyone in the mountain would have supplies. She had a feeling it would be soon as her own garden was starting to show signs of being ready for harvest.

Things were going well, and the wonderful feeling of nature thriving in and around the mountain had kept the hobbit in a very good mood. It wasn’t unusual for the dwarrow she passed during her rounds or on her way to meetings or training to hear her humming or singing when they saw her. Her time in Erebor had only served to deepen their respect for their princess, and it was a joy to them to see her looking so happy.

Adamanta was humming again, listening as Balin went over a few papers with her, and the sound died when the pair heard a loud uproar coming from the hallway. The two shared a look of worry, then hurried to her office door to see what was going on.

“What happened,” the advisor asked sharply, getting Fili’s attention as the blond hurried down the corridor beside Thorin.

“Hunting party was attacked,” the prince shared, not stopping to talk to them so both Adamanta and Balin followed.

The hobbit froze for a moment when she heard the news, eyes going large. Kili had gone out with the party that morning to hunt.

“Are they all right?”

“I don’t know. Thorin is going out with a group to find them. One of the members made it back; he’s not in good shape, and Oin’s with him now,” Fili told Balin as they rounded the corner towards the armory.

Thorin looked up from where he was donning his gear, spotting his niece and realizing she’d heard the news. He finished lacing up his vambraces and hurried towards the small trio, sending Fili to equip himself.

“He’ll be all right,” the monarch told their hobbit. “We’re going to bring him home; I promise you, Adamanta. I will not come back without him.”

She clutched at his arms when he rested his forehead against hers, trying to hold herself upright. Thorin gladly shared his strength, voice comforting as he continued to speak.

“Dis is ensuring the guard on the walls and gate are doubled,” he said, sharing the information with her and Balin, who was standing beside the shaking hobbit. “Everyone here will be safe, but I need you to make preparations for any injured we will be bringing home.”

“I will make sure of it,” she whispered, fingers tightening on his forearms. “Just be careful, you and Fili please.”

“We will be, and Kili will be with us,” he swore to his niece, moving when a fully armed Fili approached.

“I’ll make sure uncle and Kili get back safely, little sister,” the crown prince assured Adamanta, pressing his forehead to hers in an affectionate manner. “Just don’t let Mum worry herself half to death please.”

“All right,” she whispered again, following the group as they headed to the gates where the ponies were waiting for the armed party.

Balin stayed beside her as Thorin, Fili, Bofur, Bifur, Dwalin, and several other members of Erebor’s guard mounted up and hurried towards the location where the attack had reportedly taken place.

A gentle touch on her shoulder drew Adamanta’s attention away from where the king and his warriors had ridden away, and her blue eyes focused on the figure of the advisor standing next to her.

“He’ll be all right, lassie,” Balin assured her. “Kili is strong, intelligent, and wily. I am certain they will find him and the others alive. We just have to trust that Mahal will watch over them and keep them safe until Thorin arrives.”

She was silent for a long moment, thinking over his words before answering him.

“I should find Dis and see about making sure if there is anything I can do for everyone to be ready for when Uncle Thorin returns with the hunting party.”

“I will alert Oin and ensure he is ready in the healer’s wing,” he commented. “Dis will most likely be near the throne room so you’ll need to look there.”

The hobbit nodded, turning to go that direction. Somehow, she managed to keep the worry and fear from showing since she didn’t want to worry the dwarrow she passed.

Dis was certainly in the throne room discussing increasing the watch as well as sending a warning to Bard about the potential danger to the human city.

The dwarrowdam spotted her daughter-in-law and headed towards her after sending the other dwarrow out to carry out her instructions. Once alone, Dis hurried to Adamanta and wrapped her arms around her. The hobbit clung to her for a long moment, soaking in the comfort offered to her.

“Did the one who warned us say who or what attacked them?”

“A group of men,” the dwarf replied. “They outnumbered the hunting party greatly.”

“Do you think it was Hardran?”

“There’s no way of telling who was behind it from his report, but we can’t discount that possibility,” Dis answered.

Adamanta was quiet for several long minutes before speaking and sharing what was on her mind.

“Since it’s Mahal’s Will that Hardran should face judgement, we should have the guards ready to take the prisoners to whatever passes for a prison here,” she said, making Dis beam with pride.

“We should be ready,” the dwarrowdam agreed. “I’ll make sure the dungeon guards stand ready to escort the prisoners to their cells. For now, we just have to have faith that the Stone Father will protect our loved ones.”

“I will, Mother,” she whispered. “It’s just so very difficult.”

“It always is when it’s our loved ones who are away from us and we are left behind to wait for news,” Dis agreed. “We just have to be patient and trust in Mahal.”

Author’s End Note – Short but necessary! Things are moving swiftly now. I’m off to edit another chapter while you read this one. See you soon! ~ Laran
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