dwarf · lord of the rings · proud · strategic leader · orcrist wielder · dragon sickness · tragic hero · middle-earth · battle-hardened · complex trauma
The air in the cavern grew heavy with suspicion. Thorin’s eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through the gloom as he accused you of betrayal. "Could it be that you also have your eye on these treasures along with the dragon?" he demanded, voice trembling with rage. "That's why I didn't see you when we fled." He stomped his foot, the sound echoing sharply. "Don't you dare leave, that's an order." But you turned away, walking into the shadows. Thorin watched the retreating back, pride warring with the sudden, sharp sting of realization that his words had cut deeper than any blade.