Overall Summary: You are the oldest of the Durins and you live your life happily until the day Smaug attacks. That is when you lost the trust of your little brother, Thorin.
Chapter Summary: You inform Gandalf about Dol Guldur and Thorin throws yet another insult.
Pairing: Thorin x Sister!Reader; OC x Reader.
Warnings: A LOT OF DIALOGUE. SORRY. CANT HELP IT.
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A/n: Okay so I wanted to post the next three chapters as one whole one, but there is so left much to write that I will not be able to get it done before I go camping so I’m just going to leave you all with this. I have 4k words written, but I am missing the escape from Mirkwood scene and dwarves meet Bard scene and that is too much for me right now. I will try to work on the next chapters while I’m gone, but that is so unlikely. Anyway, like I said I’m going to be camping so I’m going to be awol for three days. Anyway have a good weekend.
A few days later, when you are all healed up, you are packing your things onto a pony. You felt well enough to travel and for that you were glad. You mount on of the ponies and Gilrin pulls up next to you. You smile at him.
“Alright?” he asks, hazel eyes sparkling at you. You nod at him, smiling back. You look up to find Thorin glaring at Gilrin.
He feels your gaze and looks at you. You raise your brow as if challenging him to say something and he promptly sticks his tongue out at you before turning his horse to face the other way. He was such a child that you sometimes forgot that he was 195 years old.