He had never had the pleasure of coming up against her himself but he had seen many of the others fall at her hands. He watched her pull heer sword from her sheath, even from here it was glowing blue in the darkness.
She turned the horse at an angle and scanned the treeline slowly.
The warg shifted under him and took a step forward slowly it's ear pulling back as it let out a snarl, the orc grabbed the scruff roughly stopping it from going further. But it had been enough for the elf to pinpoint where they were concealed in the foliage.
"I know you're there orc." A female voice boomed across the field to the trees.
"Golog dug." he growled nudging his warg forward to stand visibly in the treeline. "Lat brishzel summon izish?"
Translation: Elf filth. You would summon me?
The warg let out a snarl and it's lips pulled back to reveal long sharp fangs. The warg's eyes were locked on the mount the elf rode and the eyes locked on the horse caused it to startle a little backing away from them.
Arnial pulled on the reins and regained control of the black horse. She lowered her hood and he could see the severe and angry look in her face, it made him smile.
A disturbing and toothy smile as he reached around back of where he sat on the warg's back taking a long horn in his hand.
"No!" she yelled spurring her horse towards him but it was to late.
He put the horn to his lips and blew the call for his pack to join him.
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Thorin was pacing the throne room waiting for the others to join him. It wasn't long before he was joined by both his nephews, Dwalin,Balin, Bilbo,Gandalf,Legolas and Thranduil.
"What is the meaning of this?" Thranduil yelled his face twisted in anger.
"Where would Arnial go if she ran?" Thorin demanded.
"What do you mean if she ran?" Legolas asked then his eyes registered understanding. "What you said to her must have hurt her more then you thought King under the Mountain. If she has left without our knowing she never intends to marry another after you."
"Why would she choose that? She could have any elf she wanted." Bilbo said then blushed when the dwarves looked at him. "She is a beautiful elf from what I could see."
"It is true she is beautiful even by elf standards." Thranduil said with a sigh. "But she is a warrior, she would settle for no less then one she deems on equal ground with her."
"She saw me as her equal?" Thorin asked softly.
"If we are to be honest with you she deemed you her better."
Thorin's eyes widened and he opened his mouth, he remained unable to speak.
"Your people took the mountain from the dragon, you faced four opposing armies without a worry, and then you took on the pale orc." Thranduil said "Looking at your history in battle she believed you far out matched her in combat prowess."
"If the horses are ready I am going to bring her back." Thorin said. "She will be my choice of bride, if we can only bring her back safely."
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