Author's Note: Hello Hobbit Fans! The next few chapters I am hoping to make some fillers to grow Thorin and Belle's relationship a little more so at the end it is clearly noticeable. Just giving you, the readers, a heads up is all. I would like to thank everyone who comment, vote, and follows my story. Made me feel all giddy inside lol. Thank you for getting my views to 1K! Amazing!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Hobbit! All rights belong to J.R.R Tolkien and Peter Jackson. Anything you recognize from the book or from the movies all belong to those two wonderful men that bought Middle Earth to life. I do hope you enjoy this chapter, we begin to see how...vile and judgmental some people can be and the bonds that are forming between Belle and her newly discovered niece, along with Belle and the line of Durin. I am sorry again, but I still hope that it is still easy enough to read. Enjoy enjoy!

"You must forgive dear Alfrid, he did not mean to overlook you and your friends. He can be a bit of a pain in my back side..." The Master said as he walked beside Thorin.

Just after we had that little scene in front of the Masters house we had been escorted to an empty housing area that was cleared off and graciously given to us to use for as long as we stayed in Lake-Town.

Once we got settled the Master had announced a feast in Thorin's honor and that is were we are now, being escorted by guards with the Master walking up front speaking with Thorin.

"I'm sure he was busy." Thorin mumbled, nodding his head and brushing the incident aside.

"This feast is being prepared by the best cooks, they are my personal chefs! They are simply amazing!" The Master proclaimed happily. "Everyone will be there for merriment and cheer in your honor! This feast is for you and your company so enjoy and we will talk about providing you provisions for your quest to the Mountain!"

We arrived to what I assumed was the Main Hall for there were a bunch of people crowded around outside, already drinking and eating and once the Master led us inside he had left to speak with those that were gathered.

"This way my King." Alfrid smiled, motioning toward the long table at the very back. "Your company is to sit at the Masters table as to his request."

The company began to follow Alfrid and the moment we came to the table I noticed that there was only sixteen chairs, well, sixteen plus a big chair at the very middle of the table where I assume the Master would sit and a smaller seat beside him.

"I'm sorry." Alfrid said stopping me from going any further. "This table is reserved for the company of Thorin Oakenshield."

''Belle and her kin are apart of our company." Balin defended, being the closest to hear Alfrid above the noise of the people in the hall.

"This elf and her friend," Alfrid said motioning to Thenidiel. "can sit on one of the other tables."

Balin was about to deny his statement, but I had beat the elder dwarf to it, placing a hand upon his shoulder and looked straight to Alfrid.

"That is fine..." I said, void of emotion, looking to Thenidiel. "Stay close to me, and do not leave my side. If you do, be sure that you are at least with someone from the company or with your cousins."

"Bellethiel and her kin are part of our company." Thorin stated strongly, glaring at Alfrid. "They sit with us."

Alfrid hesitated just a bit, turning to glare up at me before stopping a passing maid, commanding them to bring two extra chairs.

"Thenidiel will sit beside us." Beriohtarion stated, linking his arm with Thenidiel, with Balamaethor doing the same on the opposite side.

"Thank you." I nodded toward my nephews. "Keep a close eye on each other and be on your best behaviors. We do not want to anger the Master."

"We shall watch our manners." Balamaethor chided, taking a seat and the far end.

"Belle, come sit with us." Kili called.

There was a seat reserved for me between Thorin and Kili, with Fili on the other side of his brother.

I took the open chair between the two, Thorin nodding with a small smile as Kili bounced in excitement.

"Food! Real food! I am starving!" Kili cheered, smiling cheekily up at me. "And I assume you will take a salad?"

"I will take that salad and dump the bowl on your head." I teased back causing the rest of the company to laugh. "Any more jokes about me eating leaves and I may just carry out that threat."

Kili held his hands up in surrender, laughing along with the company.

The Master came to sit at the head of the table several minutes later as people began taking their seats around the Hall, already passing out drinks.

"Bring forth the food!" The Master called out, summoning forth a line of maids that were carrying huge silver platters of different cuisines. They began placing them upon the tables, the guests mouth watering at the smell of the delicious aroma.

The spirits inside the hall picked up as everyone began digging into the platters and placing them on their plates. Alfrid came beside the Master and handed him a golden chalice.

"A toast!" The Master proclaimed, standing up and holding up his glass filled with what I assumed was his finest wine. "This feast is dedicated to Thorin! King Under the Mountain! We wish you good fortunes on your journey to the mountain!"

The people in the Hall, and outside, cheered simultaneously, toasting their cups before taking a huge swig and going back to their merry making.

"Eat till your hearts content Thorin and company." The Master smiled slyly. "Anything you need we are willing to provide."

"We thank you for the housing arrangements." Thorin said, nodding in appreciation. "We will need supplies for when we venture to the mountain. Food, weapons...herbs for our healers."

"Anything you need will be yours." The Master stated. "With the promise of payment of course."

"You will get what's due once we reclaim the mountain." Thorin stated. "You have my word."

"Will the gold you gain from the mountain be put toward the people of Lake-Town?" I questioned from my spot beside Thorin.

"Of course!" The Master answered. "Why wouldn't it?"

"I have noticed that you are better off then most of the people here and I have to wonder where Thorin's gold will go once you get your hands on it." I stated honestly, taking a sip from the cups I was given.

"I don't like what you are implying my dear, but I assure you that the gold will go to the people of Lake-Town." The Master answered, sending a shiver up my spine. "It will be very helpful to the restoration of this town."

'Liar...' I thought, glaring over Thorin's head toward The Master.

"Whatever you need, the people of this town will provide. Food, clothing, weapons, anything you ask for is yours. " The Master repeated once more.

"Even good company if that is what you desire." Alfrid commented glancing in Thenidiel's direction.

"I suggest you keep your eyes to yourself." I glared in his direction, catching his small glance.

"And who is she to you that you are able to speak for her?" Alfrid shot back.

"Her and the two beside her are my children." I defended, my fist clenched beneath the table, my patience running low.

Alfrid scoffed, before smiling sweetly back to Thorin.

"If you and your company get tired of your current unpleasant companion, feel free to ask. There's a nice little place that most men go for better, lovelier companions." Alfrid shot out.

"What are you insinuating?" I questioned curiously.

"I'm not insinuating anything," Alfrid said quite quickly, feigning ignorance. "I just don't know why a group of dwarves would need a bunch of females joining them on their quest besides the obvious reasons."

Kili got to his feet, the screech of the chair scratching against the wooden floor of the dining hall catching the company’s attention.

"Belle and Thenidiel aren't like that!" Kili glared at the little rat.

"Let dear Alfrid assume whatever he wants Kili." I stated, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You're just going to let him say that about you?" Fili questioned, glaring dangerously beside his brother.

"I will not have your Advisor and Councilor belittle anyone in my company." Thorin glared in defense. "Bellethiel and her kin have done much for myself and my kin, they are just as important then anyone else in my company. Anymore of this talk of our elves in such fashion and I will take back my word."

"Now, now, there's no need for such talk, this was supposed to be a celebration!" The Master said, calming the situation. "Alfrid, apologize to the lovely elves, we do not want to anger King Thorin and his company."

Alfrid slumped his head forward, his shoulder now hunched higher then his head as his eyes stared straight at me.

"My apologizes ma'am." Alfrid said with slight sarcasm laced in his words.

I scoffed quietly and took a drink from my cup, completely set on ignoring both the Master and Alfrid.

The company went back to feasting on their food, though I could feel the change in the atmosphere after the little exchange between Alfrid and myself. It was tense, almost like a fake enjoyment as Thorin and The Master discussed the arrangements and how long we plan to stay, along with payment when we retake the mountain.

I had lost my appetite after the little exchange, just staring down at the plate of food...listening to the loud voices of the people inside the Hall.

"I've never seen elves before..." Someone whispered.

"They truly are a sight to behold..." Another said.

"Handsome and beautiful." A woman's voice admired. "I am truly envious."

"What are elves doing traveling with a company of dwarves..." A mans voice questioned. "Especially female elves..."

I glanced toward that voice and saw a group of young men crowded in a corner, talking among themselves.

"Only one purpose I assume." The guy next to him stated quietly.

"The young one is the most gorgeous woman I've ever laid my eyes upon..." The other one to the opposite side said. "I think I may go speak to her, ask her to join me for the night."

I glared, seeing a driven intent in the guys eyes as I leaned close to Thorin.

"We will take our leave Thorin..." I whispered into his ear. "we shall meet you back at the lodgings.

Thorin glanced sideways at me from the corner of his eyes without turning his head and nodded. With that cue I quickly got to my feet, glaring straight toward Alfrid before addressing The Master.

"I am sorry to be cutting this short, but my kin and myself will be taking our leave." I bowed slightly before turning on my heels, not waiting to see the mans response.

I made my way to my kin, reaching them and placing a hand on Thenidiel's shoulder.

"We are leaving..." I whispered quietly, tensing the longer we stayed. "We shall meet the company back at the housing area."

Beriohtarion and Balamaethor nodded, stood up with Thenidiel and kept her between them as we made for the exit.

Before leaving, we had passed by the group of men I had overheard talking and I glared dangerously at the group as a warning causing the one who took interest in my niece to take a hesitant step away.

With that silent warning, I followed my kin close behind out the double doors.

"The nerve of that rat." Balamaethor growled out. "He was insinuating that our Nana and Thenidiel were Elven whores!"

"If we didn't need to be in the Master's good graces I would have sliced him down where he stood." Beriohtarion said through clenched teeth. "We have honorable females, nothing like some of the females I have seen lingering around in this town."

"Such an insufferable man..." I stated from behind. "but we need his assistance if we want to be well prepared. We just have to be on our best behavior until then."

"You have too much patience Nana..." Thenidiel mumbled. "Even I wanted to throw a punch at that mans face for saying such an insult."

"I will be honest that I almost forgot myself, and I would have knocked him out as well..." I replied honestly, causing all four of us to laugh quietly. We walked the dark and quiet docks of Lake-Town, getting close to where our housing area was when a voice stopped us in our advance.

"Bellethiel."

The four of us stopped and turned around to see Bard, out of breathe and sweating.

"Bard." I called out in surprise, bowing in respect. "Is there something that you need?"

"We need to talk." Bard answered looking behind me to my kin. "Alone."

"Understood." I stated glancing toward my kin. "Head back to the house without me, I will be with you shortly. Keep an eye on Thenidiel, and keep her between you two at all time."

"Thenidiel is safe with us." Beriohtarion nodded. "We'll see you back home Nana."

"Be safe." Balamaethor added in before the three of them took off toward the house.

"Let us walk and talk shall we? I need a little space and air to clear my head." I offered, leading Bard away toward one of the farther docks that was clear of any housing developments and people. All that was there was the wooden docks and the cold, ice water below.

"What is it you wish to speak about Bard?" I questioned curiously as he came to stand beside me. "What is important that it needed to be spoken about alone?"

"The mountain..." Bard stated, getting straight to the point.

"What about the mountain?" I questioned.

"You have to talk to your King." Bard stated, turning to me. "If he awakens that dragon, it'll be fire and ruin for us all!"

I sighed and turned to look toward the mountain.

"Thorin has his eyes set on that mountain, that mountain will provide for his people, and that throne is his birthright." I stated. "I do not think that I will be able to persuade him away from it."

"If you could persuade him, would you?" Bard questioned.

"...no." I stated after a thought.

"Why?" Bard cried out in irritation. "What about the people here! If you awaken that dragon, only death awaits us. That dragon will destroy this town!"

"Because I keep my promises Bard." I stated. "Back when the dragon took Erebor, we had disobeyed King Thranduil and returned to the mountain to help those dwarves. My brother died in Dale, and in front of Eru and the Valar I promised that we would do anything we could to help those dwarves. And I promised Thorin that he would sit on that throne...that he would be a King. I know the consequences of what would happen, and I am truly sorry...but I cannot betray Thorin and ask him to forget this quest."

Bard gritted his teeth in irritation.

"You have done much for us Bard...and for that I am extremely grateful." I stated sadly, reaching across and placing a hand on his arm. "Take your family Bard and get out of here while you still can..."

"And where would we go?" Bard questioned, glaring just a bit.

I sighed and looked down toward the dark water below us.

"I have said that I keep my promises, then I promise you this Bard." I said, looking straight into his eyes. "I promise you that if this town gets destroyed, I will make sure you and your family, and the people of this town will get their share to rebuild Lake Town and even restore Dale."

Bard looked a bit hesitant before sighing.

"I won't be able to talk you into asking your King to not venture into that mountain." Bard stated.

"No." I said, holding my head high. "But you have my word, Bard...that is all I can give you. I am sorry you came all this way to speak to me and gain nothing..."

Bard shook his head before reaching into his side bag.

"I also came to give you this." Bard said, handing me a bundle of clothing. "My daughters work fast. They wanted to give these back to you, your niece and your nephews."

I took the clothing into my hand and thanked Bard.

"Tell Sigrid and Tilda it is much appreciated." I said as Bard nodded and turned to leave. "And Bard!" I called back.

Bard turned to look back at me over his shoulder.

"Survive Bard," I advised. "do anything you must to survive until we meet again."

Bard took several seconds before nodding and leaving in the opposite direction that I had been going.

I watched as Bard quickly disappeared around a corner and then left myself, tucking the clothing under my arm and departed from the empty dock.

I was lost in my own thoughts, reflecting on my past, present, and what is to come...and I grew sad. I knew that this town would be destroyed because of our actions if we were to awake the beast residing in that mountain. Loved ones lost at the price or reclaiming a home, but I knew we could repay the people of this town fully...and we would help rebuild what was lost. But once I got closer to the house I quickly snapped out of my depressing thoughts for I noticed the company was gather just outside of the house.

"What is going on here?" I questioned, coming up behind the brother Ri's

"You niece is telling us not to go in." Dori answered, looking up at me.

"Did she say why?" I asked.

"Something about your nephews...she was in a bit of a panic." Nori answered, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Nana!" Thenidiel called out, pushing past the company and coming to a halt in front of me.

"What happened?" I questioned urgently.

"Those men from the feast followed us out and cornered us close to the house wanting to speak to me..." Thenidiel answered, looking back to the house in a panic as I heard the sounds of things crashing inside. "They said some insulting things which caused Balamaethor and Beriohtarion to take them into the house and I started to hear yelling, and shouting, and things crashing..."

"They are taking their anger out on those poor men..." I stated, walking toward the house. "after what Alfrid said about you and me, those men just added fuel to the fire..."

I lead the company up to the house, hearing more things being hurled around the closer we got and I slowly opened the door. Though the moment the door had opened three frightened men, the same men that I had seen at the feast, came running out of the house. They had tripped over the stairs and I noticed some bruises on the body of the men.

Even though the men had disappeared into the night, the crashes and shouting still continued.

I sighed in irritation as I stormed straight into the house and toward my nephews who stood in the middle of the house breathing heavily.

(Thenidiel's P.O.V)

"Bellethiel."

The four of us stopped and turned around to see Bard, out of breathe and sweating.

"Bard." Belle called out in surprise, bowing in respect. "Is there something that you need?"

"We need to talk." Bard answered looking toward myself and my cousins. "Alone."

"Understood." Bellethiel stated glancing toward us. "Head back to the house without me, I will be with you shortly. Keep an eye on Thenidiel, and keep her between you two at all time."

I smiled slightly at Belle's protective nature toward me, already feeling the love between all of us as I looked up toward Beriohtarion and Balamaethor who stood closer to me.

"Thenidiel is safe with us." Beriohtarion nodded. "We'll see you back home Nana."

"Be safe." Balamaethor added in before we took off toward the house.

"Nana sure is protective of me..." I smiled in appreciation.