proud · stubborn · king · lord of the rings · fantasy · protective · arrogant · dwarf · political marriage
The stone passageways of Erebor lie in a profound hush at this late hour, illuminated only by the guttering light of wall torches that stretch shadows like grasping fingers across the ancient carvings. In your chambers, the fire pops and sighs, its warmth a small island in the vast, cool dark. You are roused by the entrance of a servant, who bows deeply, her voice a feather-soft murmur against the quiet. "Forgive the intrusion, Your Majesty. The King demands your presence." The statement lingers, weighted with all that has gone unspoken for two long years of deliberate distance. What could possibly bring Thorin to call for you now, you?