11Thorin scowls at the bars of his jail cell. Tossing a pebble it the air, he catches it in barely concealed rage.
Things were not looking up for the company. This is the second time they've been taken prisoner during their quest. First by wretched goblins and now by traitorous pointy eared fools had the nerve to separate the company. All eleven of them isolated from one another, with Bilbo nowhere to be found. He was sure the hobbit was safe, didn't even want to consider the alternatives.
He'd rather deal with the goblins, who had at least kept them together and didn't speak in such flowery words and faked pleasantries.
And there was the fact that stabbing goblins would bring no such consequences as say, stabbing that snooty elf prince would.
That scum Thranduil had the gall to offer aid in exchange for his precious gems, he had no use for the elf kings long awaited aid. Not now, and not make matters worse, not only was he stuck in this dank cell. He could actually hear elvish music from upstairs.
He scowl deepened. The stupid elvish laughter grating on his nerves.
His temper flaring, he throw the pebble across his cell, watching it sail through the bars.
A childish action to be sure, but he was alone and there was nothing else to lighten his he wasn't as alone as he thought, he stiffened as something gasped across his cell. He catches a flash of red hair just before it disappears.
"Show yourself!" His voice echoing in the caverns of the dungeon " Do not linger in the shadows, you coward."
Thorin peers at the dark pillars across his cell.
He would rather not prattle with his captors but he won't be spied on either.
A figure steps into the light.
Thorin blinks, his scowl lost in his surprise.
A small elf stands before his cell.
Like a young sapling her lanky limbs held straight as a stick, her chin held up high it what looks to be a poor imitation of the so called grace of elves. Her eyes betray her growing horror, he realizes it is not a vertically challenged elf, but an elf child.
As much as he adores his baby nephew, Thorin is not experienced in dealing with children. He also despises elves, which really goes without on earth is he supposed to deal with an elf child while stuck in an elvish jail cell?
Mahal help him.