I HATE THAT FILI WILL NEVER BE KING

Closed RP. Raelene&Kili

@raeleneyuri

Kili had been away from home for two weeks, and he was anxious to get back. The trip had been successful, whatever Uncle Thorin had gone looking for, he had found. Not that he shared what was going on with any of them. Kili glared at nothing in particular as they walked on, about three miles from home. He hated being told what to do, but never being told why.

“Because I said so, and I am the King, nephew.” Thorin had replied, deep voice monotone. Fili had ushered his brother out before the younger one could argue further. “But I don’t understand-” Fili shook his head, golden locks swaying, “And you don’ have to. Just do what yer told for once.”

The dark haired dwarf rolled his eyes, determined to let it go before he arrived back home. Back to Raelene. He felt terrible, because when they had left he hadn’t had enough time to even leave a note. He had asked his mother to relay what was going on, but he had no way of knowing if she had actually done it.

Erebor- finally.

A smile broke out on every face in the company at the sight of it, there truly was nothing better than returning home after being away. As they walked through the great doors, Thorin turned to his younger nephew. “Kili, before you take off you need to help your brother put the weaponry and food away.” Kili gritted his teeth and nodded, “Yes Uncle.”