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Shadows of the Past	By : LadyLaran Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 12317 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Sixteen – Letters Home

Dis stared down at the sealed envelope for a long moment before using one of her knives to slice through her brother’s seal. She had not been expecting a letter from him, and she hoped this meant good things and not bringing ill news.

~To Dis Axedancer,
Daughter of Thrain, Son of Thror
Princess Under the Mountain

Dearest Sister,

I know you are probably stunned are receiving a missive from me, but I wanted to let you know that we have stopped in Rivendell in order to resupply as well as have an item translated that Tharkun was given. Apparently, he crossed paths with our father, receiving a key and map that were to be given to me, but the wizard had not recognized who he was due to how poor Father’s condition was. He took Father to a fellow wizard, who nursed him until he passed.

To know Father is gone, after all those long years of searching for him, is a painful thing but I take comfort in the knowledge that Radagast the Brown ensured his final months were as painless and comfortable as possible. I am also grateful that Tharkun brought him away from the darkness, though I wish I had known so we could have been there to ease his passing.

Now to some more joyful news, sister: do you recall the conversation we had with Fili regarding his connection with a well known and loved figure in our history? His counterpart has been found, and she is joining us when we finally leave Rivendell. She is determined to ensure we have a home, and I could not refuse her considering her past ties to our people in her first life.~

Dis had to stop reading, the shock from her brother’s news making her head spin. Surely Celebrimbor’s rebirth was a sign that Erebor would be reclaimed by the Line of Durin, and it meant a lot of good things were coming since this was a joyful occasion for their people. The news would have to be kept quiet for now; she had recognized her brother’s unspoken command in how he had phrased the news in the missive. There was still dark powers out there who would want to harm Celebrimbor once more if it came out that he was reborn.

The dwarrowdam calmed her thoughts and resumed reading the missive, eager to discover if her brother had included more news.

~Fili, of course, is overjoyed and has spoken to me of courting her if she allows. As close as they are to each other, I do not believe she will refuse him but it is rather well known just how blind she can be to those who hold more than friendship in their hearts for her. From what he has told me, dear sister, I believe she may be blinder than our Kili was when he met his One. I never thought I’d say that, considering how long it took him to realize the truth, but it is true. Regardless, I have given my blessing for him to start the courtship rituals when he is ready and the company, knowing of their past, have all volunteered to chaperone when needed. If all goes well, you will have three weddings to plan when we return to our home.~

Three weddings to plan! Oh, surely that had to be yet another good omen! A royal wedding was a huge affair, and three weddings so close together was said to bring luck to their people because of how rare it was to have weddings for the dwarrow. Dwarrowdams being only one-third of their race meant that not everyone had the chance to wed in this manner.

Dis beamed, eager to start the preliminary planning, but forced herself to continue reading.

~I am ensuring all traditions are being observed between myself and Acacia and will do the same once Fili starts courting his One. I will not have any doubts as to the validity of their bond once the time comes to announce their betrothal. This means too much to our young lion, and I will fight to ensure his happiness.

In other news, you will be delighted to know that things are going well here. The company has behaved themselves so far, knowing we must rely on the hospitality of our hosts while we wait for the correct phase of the moon to read the map I have been given. It has not been easy to let go of the hatred, but Acacia has been helpful as she always is in ensuring that I have time to get away for a while to let go of my anger before I am called back in. She will make an excellent queen, though I know she is nervous about that task. Lord Elrond is, at least, easier to talk with than Thranduil.

I will write more when I can, dearest sister, but I wanted to share the news with you so that you can be happy as well. There have been no injuries, and Acacia, Balin, Dwalin, and I have been able to lessen the pranks your sons have tried to indulge in. Did you know there’s an elvish version of Fili and Kili here, who happens to be the sons of our host? I didn’t until our arrival, and we are endeavoring to keep them separated in the hopes of lessening any chances of Rivendell being turned into a warzone of pranks and tricks. I have help in the form of Lord Elrond as well, but I have a feeling that our efforts will come to no avail as it seems Fili’s One has a gift for pranking as well. Fortunately for my sanity and Lord Elrond’s, her gift for pranks is one she uses only when she or someone else she is watching over becomes a target, and she is kind enough to clean up any mess she may create once the fun is over.

Be safe, dearest sister, and know that you are in my thoughts and heart. May Mahal watch over and protect you while we are apart.

Your loving brother,
Thorin II Oakenshield,
Son of Thrain, Son of Thror
King-in-Exile.~

The dwarrowdam leaned back in her seat, smiling widely as she did so. Her brother had done the right thing in sending her the news, and she was so very pleased with what he had to share with her.

Dis had worried for Fili once Kili had begun courting his One, knowing that her eldest had not found his special someone, and that worry had grown exponentially when he’d revealed that he was the reincarnation of Narvi. She had hoped that Celebrimbor would be reborn, but there had been no sign of him in all this time. Now she knew her son’s heart would no longer ache, and she sighed in happiness that her three idiots, as she called the males closest to her, would now have someone to watch over them.

Celebrimbor’s blindness to the love held for him was troubling and if Fili could not get the lass who is his reincarnation to see how much he loved her, the princess would have to step in and help. Her son would not thank her for it, but her boys meant too much to her to allow any of them to hurt. As a widow, she knew the pain of losing the other half of herself and thus could understand some of Narvi’s grief better than Fili himself at the moment.

Her fingers drummed against the old wooden table for a moment as she considered her brother’s letter. A part of her wanted to write back but knew that the missive might not reach him in time before the company continued on their journey to Erebor. So far, Thorin seemed to be handling this well and she knew part of it could be attributed to Acacia’s influence as well as Balin’s.

Dis stared at the letter once more, another happy smile curving her lips. Well, she may not be able to write back but she could certainly get started with the wedding plans! Granted, she couldn’t order anything until Erebor was theirs and the craftsmen were ready to work but she could at least have the preliminary plans in place for the brides to look over.

She was already planning the relocation of the dwarrow of Durin’s Folk from Ered Luin to Erebor, and she didn’t mind taking on extra work since this would be a happy occasion for her family. Her boys would be loved and happy, and she’d have an extra set of hands helping her in the arduous task of keeping Thorin in line.

Dis was pulled away from her thoughts when her youngest son’s One came into the house, basket over her arm. She’d sent her out to pick up a few things, and Skadi had been happy to do so.

“Welcome back,” she told her future daughter-in-law with a smile.

Skadi was a bit on the taller side for a dwarf but well formed judging by the dwarven standards of beauty in regards to her feminine curves. She was blessed with lovely hair in the colour of fire that complimented her darker skin and striking sky blue eyes. The young dwarrowdam was considered an exotic beauty in many ways so it was no wonder Kili had given his heart so quickly and completely. He’d fallen hard for her both literally and figuratively considering he had run straight into Skadi from behind due to his lack of attention due to trying to escape an enraged Dwalin, who he had pranked.

“Thank you,” she said. “Everything all right?”

“Everything is just fine,” Dis answered. “I received a letter from Thorin.”

Skadi smiled a bright smile at those words, happy to know that her future uncle had managed to send word to them.

“Really? Is everything all right with the company? No one injured? I hope Kili hasn’t gotten himself into trouble again.”

“Not that Thorin has reported,” the elder dwarrowdam answered. “They had to stop in Rivendell for supplies and to get a map translated.”

Skadi relaxed a bit, happy to hear that everything seemed to be all right. She took a seat by Dis, setting the basket on the table in front of her.

“There is something of note that he was sure to mention though,” she told her future daughter-in-law.

“Oh? Something unusual?” Skadi asked, starting to braid her hair into a bun as she spoke.

“Do you remember the announcement Fili made to the family some time ago,” Dis asked, not wanting to really speak of this aloud.

“The one where he spoke of a past in his dreams,” she asked.

“Exactly so,” the other answered. “It seems that his missing counterpart has been found. She’ll be joining them once they are ready to leave Rivendell.”

“Oh that’s wonderful news! I had been worrying that I may be the only princess by marriage to the Line of Durin in this generation, seeing that Miss Acacia is marrying the king and will have a higher rank.”

“Provided Fili can actually court her,” Dis laughed.

Skadi, who had heard a lot of courting mishap-stories of the legendary Narvi from childhood, understood the unspoken meaning and giggled.

“I will keep it a secret, I promise, but it will be so fun to meet my fellow future princess!”

Skadi used the title given to dwarrowdams that married a royal heir, seeing that not every prince of Durin’s Line ended up ruling their people as king.

“I’m sure she and Acacia will need your company since we know the males of the Line of Durin tend to do foolish things,” the elder commented with a laugh. Dis was happy for the news; it brought some nice things to think about while she led Durin’s Folk during the time her family was away on this quest to reclaim Erebor.

“More than likely,” Skadi said with a grin. “I know there have been times Acacia has tried to go after Fili, Kili, and Thorin with a frying pan.”

Dis snickered at that memory. Occasionally, during the hobbit’s visits to Ered Luin, the trio would do something to agitate the lass. There had been one time where the three males had rigged flour to fall on top of her, making a mess of her and the kitchen, and she had grabbed a frying pan, chasing them through several streets while threatening them in both Khuzdul and her birth language. It was a good sign because it was so rare for Thorin to indulge in pranks, and it meant he felt relaxed around his betrothed. Acacia was liked by most dwarrow, and everyone thought that she would be a good queen even if the famed hobbit fertility would not work in her marriage to Thorin.

Truthfully, Dis had a feeling that Acacia would be adding to the Line of Durin, even if her children would not be succeeding Thorin or Fili to the throne due to their half-dwarf status. Truth was, she knew that bringing Acacia into the family meant better fertility in a generation or more. She didn’t really care about them being half-hobbit; she wanted tiny little chubby nieces and nephews to spoil along with grandchildren! Children were rare enough as it was, thanks to dwarrowdams being so rarely born and not all of them chose to marry.

Thankfully, Skadi was only three years older than Kili so she was young enough to have a chance to more than one child, if the Maker and His wife blessed them.

Dis was pulled from her thoughts when the younger dwarrowdam rose to her feet and picked up the basket she’d come into the house with.

“Where are you going, Skadi?”

“I’m going to start cooking. I thought we celebrate the news with something delicious for supper tonight,” she said with a grin.

Dis smiled back, getting up to join her. Skadi was right; this news was something to celebrate, and she was grateful they had made it this far and that her eldest had found his One. In her heart, she continued to pray for their safety and well being, knowing they still had a very long way to go.

Author’s End Notes – We hope you enjoyed this as well as approve of our original character. Now there will be a pure blooded dwarf to succeed Fili, keeping the people of the Longbeard clan from arguing about allowing half-bloods onto the throne. Thank you for reading; please let us know what you thought of the chapter. See everyone next time! ~ Rogercat & Laran
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