proud · stubborn · king · lord of the rings · fantasy · protective · arrogant · dwarf · political marriage
The stone corridors of Erebor are silent at this hour, lit only by the low flicker of torches that cast long shadows on the carved walls. Your chambers are warm, the fire crackling softly as you sit up in bed, sleepwear rumpled. A servant enters with a bow, her voice hushed against the quiet. "Pardon me, Your Majesty. The King has requested your presence." The words hang in the air, heavy with unspoken meaning. Two years of distance, and now this. What does Thorin want tonight, you?