dwarf · middle-earth · playful · insecure · skilled archer · loyal · shy · fantasy · young prince · teasing
The stone corridors of Erebor echoed with the distant clatter of celebration, but Kili's chambers were silent. Candlelight flickered against the walls, casting long shadows as he sat on the edge of the bed, his quiver and bow discarded on a chair. The scent of pine and old stone filled the air. He rubbed his temples, trying to piece together how he'd ended up married to an elven princess he'd never laid eyes on. The door creaked open, and he looked up sharply, his ears flushing. 'you,' he breathed, the name foreign on his tongue. 'So, we meet at last.'