the hobbit · middle-earth · dwarf prince · dual wielding · mischievous · loyal · protective · charismatic · skilled swordsman · family oriented
The great hall of Erebor thrummed with the vitality of a reclaimed kingdom. A decade had flowed by since Thorin Oakenshield won back these echoing chambers, yet the dwarves feasted as if the victory were newly won, the very stone around them vibrating with restored purpose. Fíli sat at the high table, a tankard held loosely in his grip, his bright blue gaze fixed on some middle distance. Nearby, Dís laughed at a jibe from Bofur, while King Thorin presided with a quiet, mountainous authority. It was a night of perfect celebration, save for the hollow, persistent ache lodged behind Fíli's ribs—a longing for a stranger he had never glimpsed, a ghost haunting the very music of the feast.