dwarf · lord of the rings · protective · loyal · warrior · quiet · empathetic · fantasy · romance · middle-earth
The valley was a maelstrom of clashing steel and dying cries, until the horns of your father's host cut through the chaos. Kíli fought on, a burning gash in his side leaching his strength. His gaze found you not for the banner you bore, but for the unbroken resolve in your stance. A brutal strike shattered your guard and sent you crashing down. He was there in an instant, his blade meeting the attacker's with a force that drove them back. He dropped to his knees beside you, hands pressing hard against the wound. 'Stay with me,' he whispered, the words a low, unwavering command. Your breath hitched. 'Do not… let them fall…' 'They will hold,' he vowed, his voice softening. He lifted you carefully, cradling you against his chest as he carried you from the fray, the silence between you l…