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New Life

Pairing: Thorin x (fem!) Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: mention of blood

Words: 3564

Khuzdul vocabulary:

Amrâlimê : my love

Ghivashel : my treasure

Mahal : god

irak'amad: aunt

galikh bakn yasath : good morning (my) bride

abnâm : beauty

(not proof read!)

The battle for Erebor was fought well over 10 years ago, the kingdom was established back to its original beauty and prestige and you all finally were able to live a comfortable life in the warm walls of your home. But most importantly, you finally were able to live a life with your husband, a life which he promised you years and years ago. Thorin has been your betrothed for many moons, and always promised to make you his queen once he would win your shared homeland back. Whilst he was gone, you worried night and day for the sake of your beloved and his company. Not only were multiple of your friends on his side, but your nephews also followed their cherished uncle. You remember Thorin telling them multiple stories when they were young lads, you also participated in telling them some of your own tales, but yours were never as astonishing as Thorin’s, especially not in the boys’ eyes. Of course, Fíli and Kíli enjoyed your stories a lot, but you knew that they enjoyed their uncle’s more, and it was more than fair. Thorin’s stories were heroic, full of adventures and exploration around Erebor. Hunting and killing creatures, enemies that dared getting too close to the king’s lands. These tales inspired your nephews to become just as great as their uncle and do as many things as he did, and that’s why they decided to join your betrothed on his quest. Thankfully all ended up well, and your new life was on its beginnings. It wasn’t easy in the first years, as they were spent rebuilding the kingdom. Even Thorin postponed his coronation until the reconstruction was completed. As he said, he couldn’t be king without a kingdom to rule.

‘’Amrâlimê, are you ready?’’

The voice of your husband pierced through the other side of the door where he waited for you. The two of you were supposed to have a meeting with Balin, Fíli, and few others to decide how festivities were to happen this time. Each year, you celebrated the victory of Erebor differently, not that there were many differences, but Thorin liked to add a special touch as the years went by.

‘’I’m not feeling so well my love, I don’t think I should attend the meeting, I wouldn’t want to make everyone sick’’

‘’Are you ill?’’ Thorin asked, worry showing as his tone changed.

‘’There is nothing to worry about, it’s probably just a flu’’

Your husband nodded to himself, believing you as you knew a lot about medicine.

‘’Alright then ghivashel, make sure to get some rest. I’ll come up to check on you after the meeting, and if it takes too long, I’ll come before it ends just to make sure of how you’re feeling’’

‘’Very well..’’ you said while opening the door of the bathroom.

Thorin’s hand automatically took rest on your cheek as you appeared before him. You were paler, you looked tired, exhausted even, and Thorin worried about you, but he knew that if you were to feel worse that you would go to him. His hand moved from your cheek to the back of your neck and with a gentle motion he brought your head closer and rested his lips on your forehead. He wanted to kiss you, but he knew that you wouldn’t allow him as you never did when you were in such state. You couldn’t risk getting your husband sick, especially not with all the royal duties he has.

‘’Go lay down, it will make you some good, a little sleep will help. Have you eaten at all today?’’

‘’I ate a little at breakfast, but I couldn’t stomach much’’ you admitted.

Thorin nodded and tucked some hair behind your ear.

‘’I’ll make sure to bring some warm soup on my way back from the meeting, alright? You need to keep your strength so that you can get better’’

‘’Alright amrâlimê, thank you’’

‘’Anything for my queen’’ he said before kissing your forehead again.

You smiled faintly and looked up at your husband’s blue eyes.

‘’Walk me to bed?’’

‘’With pleasure ghivashel’’

Thorin walked with you, a hand resting on the small of your back as he led you towards your shared feathered bed. When he reached your side of the bed, he lifted the furs with his free hand, helping you in the comfort and warmth you needed. As soon as your body laid in the soft and balmy bedding, your eyelids became heavy and your breathing deepened, which brought a smile to your husband’s lips.

‘’Sleep well amrâlimê’’ you heard him say in a low and gentle voice.

You could only answer in a mumble before falling asleep. Thorin waited to make sure you were really sleeping before he left. He then made his way downstairs and joined the others who were already waiting for him.

‘’Thorin, we were starting to wonder if you would truly join us’’ Balin joked, followed by a small chuckle.

‘’Sorry, I was held back by an unforeseen event’’

‘’Where’s irak’amad? Is she alright?’’ Fíli asked.

‘’She is getting some rest, she has not been feeling well’’

‘’Again?’’

Thorin looked at him, confusion in his eyes.

‘’What do you mean, again?’’

‘’Well, she has been feeling utterly sick lately, Kíli noticed first and when he asked if I noticed as well, I saw what he meant’’ the blonde dwarf prince explained.

Thorin frowned in confusion as he hasn’t noticed you being particularly sick lately, but he also has been busy with royal duties as of recently, so he has been spending less time with you than he regularly does. He decided to brush it off for now and focus on the task at hands. He would ask you later about what your nephew just told him. And so, the meeting went on, proceedings for the festivities were discussed and decided at the unanimity of all and quickly enough, Thorin was able to go to the kitchen to prepare you a warm and comforting soup his mom used to cook him when he was feeling under the weather.

As he walked back to your chambers he heard no sound, meaning you were still asleep and he was relieved, because if what Fíli said is true, then you needed you rest more than he thought. Thorin silently made his way to your bedside and gently put the tray down, careful to not wake you up or spill any liquid on the shiny oakwood of your bedside table. Despite his best efforts, you woke up because of the savory scent of the soup.

‘’galikh bakn yasath’’

You chuckled tiredly and looked at your husband.

‘’It’s quite far from morning now don’t you think?’’

Thorin smiled and helped you sit up.

‘’I prepared you my mother’s soup, I know how much you like it’’ he said while gently putting the tray down on your lap.

‘’Thank you amrâlimê, it smells delightful’’

You grabbed the spoon and started eating the lovely meal in front of you, and you thanked mahal that you were able to stomach it. Thorin watched as you take small sips from the wooden spoon and smiled to himself, but then remembered what Fíli told him earlier, making his worry come back as quickly as it arrived earlier.

‘’Ghivashel?’’

You looked at your husband and hummed in questioning, chewing on the vegetables in your mouth.

‘’While we were at the meeting, Fíli said that he and Kíli noticed you were often sick lately, and as much as I hate to admit I haven’t noticed, my schedule hasn’t allowed me to be with you as much as I’d like to be… And I wanted to know if it’s true’’

You put your spoon down in the bowl and sighed a little, hoping Thorin didn’t hear. You in fact have been sick for a few days now and though you thought it would’ve gotten better by now, it simply wouldn’t go away. You were thankful that your husband didn’t see you in such state as you hated when he did, he would desperately worry about you, and you simply couldn’t bear to have him in such state just because of you.

‘’I have…’’ you said quietly, not daring to look at him in the eyes.

His look softened, and his eyes became shiny, almost as if he teared up.

‘’Amrâlimê… Why didn’t you tell me before?’’

‘’I don’t want you to worry about me Thorin, you have enough on your mind as it is, you don’t need to worry about me more than you actually do, especially not when you’re as busy with royal duties as you are lately’’

‘’But I must worry about you’’ he said while gently taking your hand in his. ‘’What kind of husband would I be if I did not worry about you, abnâm’’

‘’It wouldn’t make you less of a good husband, my love’’

‘’It’s my duty as your husband to worry, now… Is it something bad?’’ he asked, scared to know the answer.

You sighed again. You of course knew why you were sick, you’ve known for a little while even. Being skilled with medicine, it didn’t take you long to realize why you were feeling ill, but you didn’t know how to break the news to Thorin.

‘’It’s not something bad amrâlimê’’ you said, still not looking at him.

Thorin grabbed the tray and put it back on the bedside table before sitting down in front of you, taking both your hands in his.

‘’Then what is it?’’

You looked at your hands in his, looking at the small details on his hands, looking at the ring you exchanged on the day of your wedding. A small smile formed on your lips as you think back to that day you when became his wife, became his queen. It was one of the best days of your life and it would always be, along with the day you realized you were pregnant. You and Thorin never really discussed having children, at least not in a serious way. You of course brought up the idea before when your nephews were toddlers, but it never came to life and only stayed a dream of yours. But now that your nephews were older, and that Fíli was more than prepared to be the next king as he’s been your husband’s heir ever since his birth, you didn’t know if you being pregnant would bring as much joy as it would’ve brought years ago.

‘’My love?’’ Thorin said, breaking you out of your thoughts.

‘’I-‘’ you sighed. ‘’I don’t know how to tell you Thorin… I truly don’t’’

Your husband held your hands tightly, now only worrying more even if you told him that it was nothing bad.

‘’You don’t need to be scared ghivashel’’ he said while gently rubbing the top of your hand with his rough thumb.

You intertwined your fingers with his and looked up at his eyes. Oh, how you wished your child would have his beautiful ocean eyes.

‘’I’m pregnant Thorin’’

His eyes grew big at the sudden news. He was expecting everything but this, but that didn’t make him less happy. A big smile quickly made its way to his lips and his eyes lit up like fireworks in the dark summer skies.

‘’Are you really?’’

You nodded.

‘’If my calculations are right, I should be 4 months along’’

‘’Already?’’ Thorin asked excitedly.

You nodded again, which made your husband’s smile grow even more.

‘’Amrâlimê I can’t believe this, our own lad or lass’’ he said, gently resting his hand on your lower stomach.

You smiled too, but not as much as you should.

‘’Is something wrong?’’ Thorin asked.

‘’What about Fíli… This changes everything now, doesn’t it?’’

‘’Well… It technically should, yes’’ he answered.

‘’Technically?’’ you asked, confused.

‘’What I mean is… I could always decide to leave the throne to him, he’s been my heir for over 80 years, it wouldn’t feel right to take it away from him so suddenly after all the work he did to be in my boots’’

You nodded in agreement, relieved to know he thought just like you did.

‘’But we have time to decide, we still have a few months left before our little one is born, we can wait to announce your pregnancy and we can wait until you give birth to take a decision on the line of succession’’ Thorin said softly, being surprisingly calm towards the situation.

‘’Alright my love, let’s do it that way’’

Thorin smiled and kissed you differently than usually, it was a kiss you haven’t had in a long time. A kiss that meant you were about to start a new life.

Months went by rapidly, and you now found yourself near your due date. Your bump was taking most of the space wherever you went and you felt like an inconvenience to all due to your ability to do things being limited. Thorin made sure to always be by your side, and if he couldn’t, he made sure you weren’t alone. Luckily for him, your youngest nephew dedicated himself to you almost entirely ever since you announced your pregnancy to everyone. Kíli has always been very fond of you, even as a young lad he enjoyed spending lots of time with you whenever Fíli was busy on royal duty with Thorin. You two had a special bond and it only strengthened after he learned he would have a cousin.

‘’Irak’amad we should go outside, it’s nice and sunny and there’s a nice breeze, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it more than all that grey stone’’ Kíli said laughing as he knew Thorin restricted you to a few rooms only ever since you entered the last weeks of your pregnancy.

‘’Please, I am suffocating in here’’ you answered with a chuckle.

Kíli helped you up from the chair on which you were sitting and helped you walk outside of your room, leading you towards the gardens where you could rest on benches while enjoying the lovely weather of spring.

‘’How are you feeling?’’ your nephew asked as you two walked outside.

‘’Better now that I can feel the wind on my face’’

Kíli chuckled and led you to a bench, where he helped you sit.

‘’Thank you Kíli’’

‘’Any time’’ he answered before sitting next to you.

The two of you talked and as you listened to Kíli telling you about his hunting trip with Fíli, you felt a pain down your back, but thought nothing of it as you have been feeling these for a few days now, which was normal due the advanced state of your pregnancy.

‘’Irak’amad?’’

‘’Yes Kíli?’’

‘’Have you and Thorin thought about the line succession? I’m sorry its none of my business, but I’m simply curious’’

‘’Oh’’ you gave him a small smile. ‘’Well, I think we will leave it as it is, although we haven’t fully decided yet. But we both think it would be unfair to your brother with all the work he put in, it would only be right to honor his efforts’’

Kíli nodded.

‘’And plus, if Fíli remains the heir, I could spend more time with the little one without having her taken away for royal duties’’

You chuckled at his response. You loved how convinced Kíli was that you were having a girl. He claimed that he asked your bumped and got an answer and has ever since been saying that you were carrying a daughter. Thorin thought it was nonsense, yet thought it was funny.

‘’That’s also true, but you better not trick my child into all those schemes of yours, I had enough of dealing with you and your brother, I don’t want history to repeat itself’’ you said laughing.

‘’I’ll try my best, but I’m so convincing that she might end up just like me’’

You two laughed together, but soon your happy expression turned into a pained one.

‘’Irak’amad? Is everything alright?’’

‘’Y-Yes, just a fake contraction’’ you said while taking a deep breath.

Kíli nodded, not fully convince as your face was still clearly showing you were in pain. And his doubts were confirmed when you frowned again, this time both from pain and shock. You felt liquid run down your legs and soon enough Kíli saw it as it fell down the garden’s stone.

‘’Let’s get you inside quickly, can you walk?’’ he asked you while quickly getting up.

You could only nod as an answer. Kíli helped you up gently but also rapidly as he knew there was no time to waste.

You both walked inside and looked for someone to alert Thorin that you went into labor. Yet no one was around, and you started panicking.

‘’Don’t worry, we’ll find someone’’ Kíli said reassuringly while turning his head left and right in hopes someone would magically appear.

Almost as his prayers were heard, he heard the steps of someone approaching. You both recognized Thorin’s footsteps and when he passed the wall and saw you, his eyes grew big.

‘’Amrâlimê! What on Earth are you doing out of our room? Didn’t I tell you to-‘’ but he was quick to stop talking when he realized what was happening.

‘’Kíli, go get your mother, tell her to join us with water and towels, now!’’ Thorin said while walking to you.

Kíli quickly ran to search for his mother while Thorin grabbed your hand and put his other on your lower back.

‘’Let’s get you in our room’’

You nodded and walked with him back to your chambers, where you were joined by Kíli, Fíli, and Dís.

‘’Give one big push, you’re almost done’’

Dís’ voice was mixed with a ringing from your ears. You didn’t know how long you’ve been in active labor for, but all you knew was that you couldn’t keep going for long. You were dizzy, sweaty, in pain, and felt light. You barely had any energy left in you, the only thing keeping you going were the sweet words your husband was whispering in your ear. Thorin knew how hard labor was, he was there for both Fíli and Kíli’s birth, but he had to acknowledge that your labor was by far worse than Dís’. You were losing more blood, nothing alarming but still more than regular blood loss, and he could tell that you were running out of energy. He was worried sick, but he knew that was the last thing you needed right now and so he kept it inside of him. He thanked mahal that Fíli and Kíli also hid their worry from you. Your nephews were on the other side of the bed, Kíli held your hand while Fíli wiped the sweat off your forehead with a cold cloth. Thorin of course held your hand too and kept whispering in your ear, reciting how you met, how he asked to court you, how your wedding day went, and all those events that made you happy.

As you gave the big push Dís requested, you let out a scream of pain and squeezed both your husband’s and your nephew’s hand tightly. Tears were streaming down your face and Thorin gently wiped them with his thumb.

‘’You’re doing so good ghivashel, I’m so proud of you’’ he whispered in your ear before kissing your temple, which was sweaty and had hair stuck to it, but he didn’t mind.

‘’Good, that’s good! The baby is almost out, keep going like this’’ Dís said trying to encourage you.

Her technique worked, because less than ten minutes later, the room was filled with the piercing cries of your baby. Dís wiped the baby and pat its back to remove anything that could block its airways before cutting the cord and wrapping your baby in clean furs.

‘’It’s a little girl’’ she said smiling while handing you the baby.

You took your baby in your arms and looked down at her, she was the exact copy of Thorin. Same nose, same lips, same shape of eyes. You smiled and sobbed happily before looking at your husband, who was also crying. Thorin gently put a hand on your daughter’s head and kissed you.

‘’Thank you amrâlimê, thank you so much’’ he whispered against your lips before kissing you once more.

Fíli and Kíli looked at each other and smiled. They never thought that they would’ve witness anything like this, especially not coming from you and Thorin, but they couldn’t be happier to have been present for the birth of their cousin.

‘’I was right’’ Kíli said while nudging his older brother in the ribs, leaving Fíli to groan in pain.

‘’Kee don’t ruin the moment’’ Fíli said, which made you chuckle tiredly.

‘’I’m not, I was just saying’’ the youngest said teasingly.

They both then looked down in your arms and smiled more.

‘’She’s beautiful irak’amad, congratulations’’

‘’Thank you Fíli’’ you smiled at your nephew.

‘’Our little princess’’ Thorin said, smiling down at your daughter.

He never thought that his life needed something else. He had you, his sister, his nephews, his friends, and his kingdom, and for the longest time, his life felt complete. But that was before he learned about your pregnancy, and before meeting your daughter. This new life was all he needed to truly, and finally be complete.

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