Mira( a half dwarf/half hobbit)had traveled with the company, made friends,was adopted by the ri's and had stolen the heart of the brooding dwarf king. After partitioning the gods to heal those who fought in the battle, a deal was made. If she could withstand enduring the pain of all the wounds inflicted on the dwarves and allies, the gods would save those who fought. Binding her hands to her blade and stabbing it into the snow and ice to support her weight incase the pain makes her knees buckle After everything was said and done she was left unconscious and brought to the healers. When she wakes the newly crowned king must make amends and only has until spring to convince her to stay.
When mira opened her eyes, she was overcome with the burning sensation all over her body. Gripping the blanket that lay on her, she slowly sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Taking in her surroundings, seeing herbs, bandages and a chair near her, she came to the conclusion that she was in a medical tent. Looking down, she could see she was in a, thank the gods, clean clothes. A dark brown pair of pants and a soft cream colored shirt. Memories of the end of the battle rushed her. Fili being ran through, kili being held by the turiel as he died and thorin... Running from the tent on shaky legs, looking around wildly, she prayed it worked. That they were alive, that HE was alive. "THORIN! You better be alive mother fucker or im gonna be PISSED!" So preoccupied with with rash yelling ( she'll blame it on the pain later) that she didnt notice how almost everyone fell to their knees at the sight of her. What she did notice was ori running towards her and nori not far behind. Ori practically crushed her, lifting her off her feet and swaying her to and fro. When a mumbled "ow" fell from her lips he hurriedly put her back on her feet. "Be gentle! She just woke up, she shouldnt even be on her feet and you go waving her around." While nori shoved ori's shoulder it seemed like something clicked in nori's mind. Spining to face mira, he stretched his arms out almost as he expected to catch her. "You shouldnt be up! You should be sitting! Or laying down! Why ar-" Before he could ramble, mira cut him off, grabbing his arms she hurriedly asked. " Are they alive Nori? Is he alive? Did it work?" The desperation in her voice was heartbreaking for her brothers to hear. A loud commotion coming from a deep green tent had everyone looking towards it. It was a sight to see thorin stumbling from the opening and yell her name. Running towards him, well more of a rushed hobbling. She began doing what she does best. Yelling at thorin. Loudly. " You son of a bitch! Who told you, you could try dying?! I did not fight a fucking DRAGON just for you to get bitchy and die!" The reaction thorin gave was not one she wanted. Mere feet infront of her and he was laughing. Laughing! At her! Before she could yell more, two very much alive and somewhat well princes wrapped them selves around her. A chorus of "we're so happy your awake!" "Best aunty ever" and "uncles sorry" sounded from the two boys. The anger she had felt melted away as relief and joy filled her as she saw the company and family she tried so hard to save, alive and whole. Hugging both boys, she couldnt help the fat tears the ran doen her face. Thorin held out his arm to her and said the most magical thing to her. He invited her to the tent with a promise of coffee. While she was stiff in her movements, she was quick with the thought of a sit down and coffee.
