Adult-FanFiction.org : Lord of the Rings

A Hobbit's Rescue	By : LadyLaran Category: Lord of the Rings Movies > Hobbit, The Views: 5698 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own "The Hobbit" nor do I make money from this story.

Chapter List
- 64
- 65
- 66
Author’s Note – Enjoy everyone. It’s short but helps move things along.

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

Chapter Sixty-Five – The Return

Night was beginning to fall when a group comprised of dwarves and a few men approached Erebor’s gates. The guards posted by Dis’s orders immediately approached the party and were instructed to take the men down to the dungeons to await trial. They obeyed, pushing the males down a corridor and leaving the dwarrow to sort themselves out.

A group of those who had been injured headed towards the healer’s wing, and Thorin turned towards his heir.

“Find your mother and sisters,” he ordered. “Bring them to where Kili and the others will be.”

“Adamanta is probably worrying herself sick,” Fili answered, turning his mount over to one of the groomsmen. “We’ll see you there, uncle.”

At the nod of dismissal from Thorin, the blond haired prince hurried towards the wing that housed the Royal Suites. He had a feeling that his mother and sister would be waiting in the suite Kili, Adamanta, and the twins shared, and he would try to find them there first. Fili hoped he was right, not wanting to delay sharing the news of their arrival with his family.

His hunch paid off, and he bit off a thankful sigh when Belis answered the door. His sister gave him a hug, then pulled him into their brother’s warm suite.

“Look who’s here,” the younger dwarrowdam chimed out, drawing the eyes of everyone in the parlor towards the pair.

“Fili,” Dis murmured, rising to her feet and passing Frerin to her daughter before hugging her son. “Are you injured? Kili and Thorin?”

“Uncle is fine as am I, but Kili did sustain some injuries,” Fili replied, hugging his mother back. “Uncle would like for us to head to the healer’s wing; he’ll explain everything there.”

A few moments later, the twins were taken to Emali, who happily agreed to watch over the little ones, and the family hurried to where Kili and the other injured had been taken. Even though she was somewhat smaller than her family, Adamanta had pulled ahead of the others and was the first to go through the doors into Oin’s domain.

Despite her anxiety to see to her husband, the hobbit stopped by the bed of each injured member of the hunting and rescue parties. She inquired after each of them, wishing them a speedy recovery before moving on to find where her husband was.

Thorin met them at the end of the chamber, expression calm. That went a long way to soothing the anxiety the women were feeling.

“He’ll be all right,” the king assured them. “He sprained his wrist during the fight, and Oin will be releasing him soon once the swelling is down and the bandages are secure enough for his liking.”

“Thank Mahal,” Belis said softly. “Given how long the group had to wait for reinforcements, we had feared the worst but it seems that there haven’t been any life threatening injuries from what we can tell.”

“Mahal was watching over them and us,” Thorin agreed. “Oin told me that the one with the most serious injury would be in the healer’s wing for a fortnight. I was very relieved to hear that.”

“As were we,” Dis commented, watching with a smile as Adamanta slipped past them and hurried to her husband’s side.

“Was it him,” Belis asked her uncle and oldest brother once her sister-in-law was out of earshot.

Thorin didn’t require an explanation, knowing exactly who it was his niece was inquiring about. His voice held a note of grim satisfaction which was echoed on Fili’s face.

“It was, and he is now enjoying a stay in our dungeons,” the king replied. “Dwalin and Nori are going to keep an eye on him to ensure he remains there until the trial.”

“We’ll want to get that organized as quickly as possible,” Fili commented. “It won’t take long before that monster says something about Adamanta, and we all know the guards will spread word when they hear of it. Considering how much our people love our hobbit, we could very well be looking at having to defuse lynch mobs.”

“I’ll speak to Balin about getting that taken care of and make sure Dwalin knows to keep only those who can be trusted to remain silent to watch over our prisoners,” Thorin agreed. “Dis, are the three of you ready?”

“We are,” the elder princess answered. “Adamanta has managed to break in the new armor you and Fili had crafted for her, and Fili finished overlooking repairs on ours. All we are waiting for is the trial so she can make the request.”

“I am pleased to hear it,” he told her, turning to keep an eye on his youngest nephew. “I’ve a feeling Kili will not be allowed to go too far until our hobbit’s fears are settled.”

“I feel the same way so he had better not complain,” Dis muttered, not liking the fact her son was injured. “I might teach her the knots I know he can’t get out of to make sure he stays where he’s supposed to be.”

Thorin chuckled at that, knowing how often they had threatened to do that with both boys as they were growing up. Though Fili was a bit better at it now, his younger brother still had times where it was difficult to get him to sit still and focus. Dwalin had figured out the best way to handle that was by dropping a certain hobbit lass onto the archer’s lap since it seemed Kili automatically cuddled her whenever she was in arms’ reach. Adamanta had protested for a few moments at being manhandled, but that had stopped when her husband had kissed her breathless.

Since it had been proven to work, it wasn’t unusual to see her being used as a means to keep Kili seated so he would listen to what was going on. Granted, it was usually done during family meetings because that type of informality couldn’t happen during council meetings or open court but the archer typically managed to stay still for that, much to the relief of the family.

“Given how Kili’s mind works, I think Dwalin’s method might be less traumatizing for the rest of us,” Fili stated, ducking when both his mother and uncle took a swipe at his head for putting such a thought in their heads.

“What did you do, Fili,” his brother asked, turning everyone’s attention to the dark haired prince seated on the side of the bed. His uninjured hand was being held tightly by the relieved looking hobbit sitting beside him.

“I think I disgusted Mum and Uncle Thorin,” the blond said with a laugh. “I don’t often pull that off with them.”

“I don’t think I want to know,” Adamanta commented, blinking when both Thorin and Dis blushed. She put her hand over her husband’s mouth, shaking her head. “You can ask Fili later when the pair of you are alone.”

“Oh really, sister,” the elder prince asked, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You might have fun with this one.”

The hobbit gave him a flat look, showing she was not amused by the subject being discussed. Fili just grinned, signaling to his brother that he’d tell him later, and then focused on Adamanta when she turned her attention to Thorin.

“Was it Hardran who attacked the hunting party?

“It was,” the monarch answered. “He and a few others are now guests in my dungeon until we are ready to try him in court.”

Blue eyes closed for a moment, body tightening with tension for several seconds before relaxing.

“It’s almost over,” she murmured. “Just a few more steps to go and then I won’t have to think about him ever again.”

Thorin heard something in her voice and knelt in front of her, taking her free hand while looking into her eyes. He spotted the anxiety and tiredness in the azure depths and came to a realization that this man had been on her mind more than the family had realized.

“How often do you have nightmares of that time,” he asked in a gentle tone of voice.

“Once or twice a week now,” she admitted, drawing everyone’s attention towards her. “It was worse before the twins were born.”

“Adamanta, why didn’t you tell me,” Kili asked, sounding so very worried for his wife.

“I thought if I talked about it, it’d make it worse – like I was giving him more power over me. I wanted to push it away and keep him away from my mind,” the hobbit answered, trembling now that she was finally talking about her hidden pain and fear.

“Sometimes, the only way to heal is to face the memory head on instead of trying to push everything away,” Thorin told her, voice heavy with compassion and understanding. “Hiding from it only allows the fear and pain to grow and fester, like an untreated wound.”

She nodded, gaze focused on her lap. Adamanta looked up when she heard Kili speak to her, seeing his love for her in the dark brown eyes she adored.

“Don’t hide this anymore please, my jewel. You deserve so much more than to suffer in silence, and you know we are all here for you. There’s no shame in talking about what happened and how you feel about it. I talked to uncle about it because I didn’t want what we went through to have any negative impact on our relationship,” Kili admitted.

“I didn’t know you had talked to anyone,” the hobbit lass commented, feeling both confused and relieved by her husband’s words.

“Our first time together should never have happened the way it did,” her husband answered, hiding nothing. “For a while, I felt guilty because I felt I had been one of the ones who had taken your control away.”

“You didn’t! You only did it to keep the others safe as well as me,” Adamanta rebutted. “You gave me back my choice, my Kili. You didn’t take it away!

“I know that now, my jewel, but I didn’t after it happened. Uncle really helped me realize that, and the rest of us can do the same for you if you will find someone you feel comfortable speaking to about what Hardran put you through.”

“I won’t keep quiet about it from now, I promise,” she answered, shaking slightly under the force of emotion she was feeling.

Once everyone heard her words, she was engulfed in hugs from her family and she basked in it for several minutes before feeling crushed under the weight of every dwarrow holding as tightly onto her as they could.

“Hobbit needs to breathe here,” she cried out, making them laugh at her words.

Adamanta felt incredibly loved and safe with all of them surrounding her, and she knew she could get through the troubling times ahead. Hardran would not be able to hurt her again, and the hobbit silently vowed to ensure that she would not only keep herself safe this time but also ensure that her family was protected from the vile being.

Author’s End Note – Hardran is now in Erebor and waiting for trial. Adamanta will get the justice she deserves now! ~ Laran
- 64
- 65
- 66
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

A Hobbit's Rescue