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Your friends visited you everyday as you sat by Smaug's bedside. Most of the time they didn't say much, just kept you company while you clenched his hand and stared at his face in worry. Legolas came by every morning, obviously concerned about your complete lack of sleep. By early the third morning, time had caught up with you and you had drifted off to sleep on the small part of the cot that Smaug's large build didn't take up. Somewhere in your sleepy haze, a deep "good morning" found you. "Good morning, Legolas," you muttered without even opening your eyes. You were surprised when you heard a quiet chuckle. "If you think you ought to be

Your friends visited you everyday as you sat by Smaug's bedside. Most of the time they didn't say much, just kept you company while you clenched his hand and stared at his face in worry. Legolas came by every morning, obviously concerned about your complete lack of sleep. By early the third morning, time had caught up with you and you had drifted off to sleep on the small part of the cot that Smaug's large build didn't take up. Somewhere in your sleepy haze, a deep "good morning" found you. "Good morning, Legolas," you muttered without even opening your eyes. You were surprised when you heard a quiet chuckle. "If you think you ought to be

Some who were there at the time say that the post-battle festivities actually began before the fighting had even come to end. Not that anyone could blame them for their excitement. The victory had easily gone in favor of the armies of the men, elves, and dwarves, and the Avengers alone knew how many lives had been saved by their presence. The company of Thorin Oakenshield, along with some of their kin from the Iron Hills, the higher-ranking elves, Bard and his children, and the Avengers were enjoying a fine celebration inside Erebor provided by a wagonload of Elvish supplies. You were all seated along a long table that had belonged to Thori