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The events that landed you on the path you currently walked were now a matter of history and legend. In merely a few moments, you were to become the first princess of the recently reclaimed Kingdom of Erebor, wife of Kili, and niece to Thorin son of Thrain. You knew that when this story was told to future generations, all of it would seem so simple and joyous. There was only one other person who knew the truth, and he, like yourself, would go to the grave with it.
You had travelled with the company of Thorin Oakenshield since its inception. By means of brave acts committed out of pure loyalty and devotion, you had inadvertently forged a place for yourself in Middle-Earth's history. Almost miraculously, you had also garnered the undying love and affection of the rightful King Under the Mountain. It was a love that you returned with a nearly unmatched intensity. At his request, however, the feelings between you were kept a secret from everyone.
As the days passed, a darkness seemed to find its way into Thorin's life. Erebor was prospering and all was as it should be, yet he was sullen and withdrawn. He would sit on his thrown late into the night, apparently lost in his own thoughts. On one such night, you went to him, confident you would have the privacy needed to speak to him openly. Upon entering the throne room, you went to kneel before him and began carressing his cheek with your hand.
"Thorin, what is troubling you so?"
Gently, he took your hand in his and kissed the palm of it. His expression was pained and his eyes held a sadness you had never seen before.
"You are what is troubling me, my love."
Shocked, you pulled back a bit. What could you have possibly done wrong?
"My king, have I done something to displease you?"
"No, my lady. It is not your fault. It is mine."
He leaned forward and took your face in both of his hands.
"You are the light of my life. The sun of my days and the moon of my nights. But I have let my love for you blind me to the truth...that I will not be able to provide you with the happiness you deserve. I am far too old. In time, I will be incapable of protecting you the way a good husband should, and eventually you will be left alone. I will not be selfish and do that to you."
"Thorin," you said, tears beginning to fall against your will. "I am grown and completely capable of making my own decisions in such matters. I love you and only you. There will never be anyone else."
He smiled sweetly but sadly at you before saying, "You deserve a chance at happiness, and a normal life. That's why I want you to marry Kili. You will become a princess, eventually bear children, and be loved long into your old age."
"But Kili does not even love me, at least not as you do."
"That is true. But he will in time. Please trust me, and forgive me."
You wanted more than anything to fight him on this. To keep it up until he saw things your way, but you knew what you had to do. Never had you doubted his love for you, even now you did not. Just as he loved you enough to give you up, you loved him enough to let him.
"I will do what you ask of me, my king...my love."
Time eventually showed that Thorin was right. Kili and you began to love each other in a way that only years of life and children shared together could bring. Nothing ever made you truly stop loving Thorin though. He treated your children as if they were his own and was always there for your family.
On the day of his funeral, Kili wrapped his arm around your waist and said, "We owe all of our happiness to him. He always seemed to know the right thing to do, even when no one else did. It always made me sad that he never fell in love. Never had what we have. He deserved it."
Resting your head on his shoulder, you smiled faintly and replied, "He did fall in love. He fell in love with us."
You had travelled with the company of Thorin Oakenshield since its inception. By means of brave acts committed out of pure loyalty and devotion, you had inadvertently forged a place for yourself in Middle-Earth's history. Almost miraculously, you had also garnered the undying love and affection of the rightful King Under the Mountain. It was a love that you returned with a nearly unmatched intensity. At his request, however, the feelings between you were kept a secret from everyone.
As the days passed, a darkness seemed to find its way into Thorin's life. Erebor was prospering and all was as it should be, yet he was sullen and withdrawn. He would sit on his thrown late into the night, apparently lost in his own thoughts. On one such night, you went to him, confident you would have the privacy needed to speak to him openly. Upon entering the throne room, you went to kneel before him and began carressing his cheek with your hand.
"Thorin, what is troubling you so?"
Gently, he took your hand in his and kissed the palm of it. His expression was pained and his eyes held a sadness you had never seen before.
"You are what is troubling me, my love."
Shocked, you pulled back a bit. What could you have possibly done wrong?
"My king, have I done something to displease you?"
"No, my lady. It is not your fault. It is mine."
He leaned forward and took your face in both of his hands.
"You are the light of my life. The sun of my days and the moon of my nights. But I have let my love for you blind me to the truth...that I will not be able to provide you with the happiness you deserve. I am far too old. In time, I will be incapable of protecting you the way a good husband should, and eventually you will be left alone. I will not be selfish and do that to you."
"Thorin," you said, tears beginning to fall against your will. "I am grown and completely capable of making my own decisions in such matters. I love you and only you. There will never be anyone else."
He smiled sweetly but sadly at you before saying, "You deserve a chance at happiness, and a normal life. That's why I want you to marry Kili. You will become a princess, eventually bear children, and be loved long into your old age."
"But Kili does not even love me, at least not as you do."
"That is true. But he will in time. Please trust me, and forgive me."
You wanted more than anything to fight him on this. To keep it up until he saw things your way, but you knew what you had to do. Never had you doubted his love for you, even now you did not. Just as he loved you enough to give you up, you loved him enough to let him.
"I will do what you ask of me, my king...my love."
Time eventually showed that Thorin was right. Kili and you began to love each other in a way that only years of life and children shared together could bring. Nothing ever made you truly stop loving Thorin though. He treated your children as if they were his own and was always there for your family.
On the day of his funeral, Kili wrapped his arm around your waist and said, "We owe all of our happiness to him. He always seemed to know the right thing to do, even when no one else did. It always made me sad that he never fell in love. Never had what we have. He deserved it."
Resting your head on his shoulder, you smiled faintly and replied, "He did fall in love. He fell in love with us."
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“Tired already?” he chuckled quietly so that he didn’t wake anyone. You merely nodded your head in response and groaned quietly when he moved away, only to quickly return to wrap a blanket around your shoulders.
“Thank you,” you mumbled, snugglin
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Based on this imagine from imaginexhobbit: Imagine being in love with Thorin, but him deciding that he is too old for you, so he makes you marry Kili because he thinks you'll have more chance of being happy.
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