Finding Things in Rivendell

                                    

                                          
Lyra's POV
I awoke to sunshine. I wasn't with the company.
                          
"Hello, Lyra." A voice whispered, so I looked up. Familiar blue eyes looked at me.
"This cannot be. I must be dreaming."
"You always dream." 
                          
"Begoliath..."
                          
"Hello sister." He hugged me, but I gasped.
"Adertha?" He looked down, so I lifted my shirt."What caused this?"
"Trolls." I smiled.
                          
~later~
I ran through the halls of Rivendell, and to my pleasure, I saw the company. Gandalf and Elrond were there also.
"<Nartho I noer, toltho i viruvor. Boe I annam vann a nethail vin.>" Lord Elrond said.
                          
"What does he say?! Does he offer us insult?!" Gloin growled.
                          
"He offers food." I smiled.
"Lyra!" Pema nearly tackled me.
"Hello, Pema!" I laughed.
                          
"Mae govannen, Adertha."
"Mae govannen, hîr nin Elrond." I bowed my head.
                          
The dwarves were led to the dining hall as I went to change.
                          
Kili's POV
I sat with the lads as we ate...well, tried to.
"Just a nibble."
                          
"I don't like green foods." Ori complained. I looked at an elf maiden and winked, which took the dwarves back a bit.
                          
"I never liked elf maidens, they-" I stopped as I turned to the archway. 
                          
"Don't like elf maidens." I heard Dwalin chuckle as I watched Lyra, who was wearing a blush coloured dress.
                          
"Is that my daughter?" Bilbo said breathless. Even the elves stopped and bowed their heads. Lyra calmly walked to where Elrond, Gandalf, and Uncle were sitting. Elrond said something in elvish which made Lyra giggle.
                          
Thorin's POV
Lyra sat down across from Elrond.
"Lyra, do these blades look familiar?" He gestured to the swords.
                          
"They are from...Gondolin, hîr Elrond, but I cannot recall their titles." Her voice came out gentle and humble, not like the sassy halfling we all are familiar with. My company soon started to sing, trying to lighten up the moody songs the elves are playing, well...were.
                          
"There is an inn, a merry old inn
beneath an old grey hill,
And there they brew a beer so brown
That the Man in the Moon himself came down one night to drink his fill."
                          
Lyra was pulled out of her seat and danced along with the company. She laughed and giggled, her and Pema soon danced at Bombur's side.
                          
Lyra's POV
Pema and I danced as the dwarves displeased the elves with their jolly song. Thorin just smirked and subtly clapped along. I then looked to Elrond, who had a grim look. I stuck out my bottom lip, mocking him, he smiled. I twirled along.
                          
"The ostler has a tipsy cat
that plays a five-stringed fiddle;
And up and down he saws his bow
Now squeaking high, now purring low,
now sawing in the middle."
                          
Kili's POV
I tried to get to Lyra. I danced along and laughed.
                          
"So the cat on the fiddle played hey-diddle-diddle,
a jig that would wake the dead:
He squeaked and sawed and quickened the tune,
While the landlord shook the Man in the Moon:
'It's after three!' he said."
                          
Bofur finished. Lyra was pressed up against me. We were chest to chest and a light blush spread across her cheeks. Our breathing was heavy, due to all the motion and dancing. 
                          
[A/N: Hehe...Tangled. :>]
                          
Bilbo's POV
I watched as Kili and Lyra stood so close. Their hands in each others' and their faces so close. It intrigued me, Balin as well.
"What do you think of that?"
"It's...interesting." 
"No bothers?"
"Nope." I chuckled. The elves exited a while ago and lord Elrond sat in dismay. I speculated as Lyra pulled away from Kili, leaving the dining hall. Pema and Fili had disappeared as soon as the song ended.
                          
Pema's POV
Fili and I went to one of the guest rooms, snogging. He locked the door and our bodies slammed onto the bed. He untied my corset as I pulled at his shirt.
                          
"Make love to me, Fili." I moaned.
                          
"As you wish, m'lady." He smiled as he kissed me. 
                          
I moaned softly and he stripped me from my clothes. He did the same. I kissed him roughly as he came down. I whispered his name and moaned.
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Yup...there's that. Two updates in a day! I'm sorry but I'm just so happy with this story!