Everyone in the room fell silent advisors, visiting ambassadors of the other dwarf kingdoms, and his own cousin Dane. They seemed shocked and then relieved that the king had returned to them.
"Thorin you bastard you've had us worried all night where have you been." Dane demanded in a joking tone.
"Surviving a fire and a warg pack in the Mirkwood. I have been told the elves are being blamed for my vanishing well here I am what more is there to say now?" he demanded throwing his arms wide.
"Look the last we had heard you were going after the she elf that you had turned down for a bride, what else were we to expect but treachery of the part of the elves?" Dane demanded in kind.
"Well you call off the search for me I am here and I have chosen my bride." Thorin said taking his seat on the throne.
"Well that is a relief and who pray tell is it?"
"Arnial."
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Arnial arrived in the City of Dale and was promptly taken to the main hall by Bard who upon arrival dismissed himself.
She went inside to find Thranduil and Legolas waiting for her, they had a few unmoving elven warriors standing around them acting as guards to the king. She gave a small bow from the hips and looked up at him cautiously as he started to walk around the room his eyes locked on her.
"Well if your back than that means Thorin Oakensheild has returned to the mountain. What has transpired?" he asked sourly.
"He's asked me to be his queen." Arnial assured him. "I'm returning to Erebor as soon as we are done here."
"We have been insulted by these dwarves again, he rejects you so you levae, and now he gets to play the hero. He will turn this to his favor making this offer to make you queen seem like such a gift to our people." Thranduil spat.
"It is a gift maybe not so much in name but think on it. One of us being a leader of Erebor is not owed to us. If anything we didn't deserve the invitaition to petition a bride for him, after the elves abandonement with the dragon." Arnial said shrugging.
"Don't pretend to know of what you speak!" Thranduil roared "You were not there that day, you who have loved the dwarves as if they were your own, you were absent from the field of battle as well."
Arnial looked at him stonily "That will always be my shame just as it should be yours."
The two stared at each other in silence.
Legolas coughed "I wish you congratulations on your betrothal cousin. Sadly I will not be able to stay for the wedding itself I am needed elsewhere again."
"Your presence will be missed but I wish you safe travels." Arnial said bowing at the waist to him.
They shared a smile and she turned back to her uncle "I will be returning to Erebor now, should you need me you know how to find me."
Arnial turned her back to him and started walking back to the door.
"He will never love you as you deserve." Thranduil said to her back. "Thorin isn't capable of it."
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