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They are to be wed as soon as the preparations are completed" Arnial took a step back as if she had been struck by a hand and she looked away from him for a few minutes, her eyes turned the way the dwarves had come. She reached into her travel bag pulling out a silver chained necklace and blonde stared at it hard for a few minutes, she sighed shaking her head slowly. "Take this Fili," Arnial said softly. "I don't have a use for it anymore I'm afraid." "Why not?" "Because Thranduil was right," she said stepping past him on the trail. "Be safe on your journey my friends we will meet again." "Where are you going?" Seraph asked reaching for her as she passed. "I have a wedding to attend." Arnial arrived at Erebor just before the ceremony was to begin, teen she knew because there was very few in the way of guards at the gate. When she snuck into Erebor through one of the many secret dwarven doors she could tell everyone was gathering in one place deep in the halls. She knew that if the Arkenstone was back and the wedding was taking place it would happen in the throne room, Thorin would want to show off the stone. It was his greatest symbol of power. She had stopped at the city of Dale to purchase the things she would need a dark cloak, a quiver of arrows, and a bow. She had asked for the strongest arrows that could be forged by man and had been given small arrows made from the same metal as the Black Arrows that had brought down Smaug. Walking through the halls she took the back stone stairs to the balcony furtherest away from the throne but still overlooking it, knowing the dwarves would all gather much closer for the wedding then that. She walked up to the dark balcony and looked out over the throne room where all of the dwarves of Erebor were gathered. She looked at them and noticed that there was a noticeable few missing because they knew Thorin for what he was an Oathbreaker. Arnial knew that after today the name of Oakenshield would die and in it's place she would see the name Oathbreaker take form. Arnial stood in the darkness waiting, she could see Thorin standing before the throne of the mountain the empty place for the Arkenstone had been repaired and was waiting. She could also see a new slightly smaller throne had been erected beside Thorin's throne, no doubt for the living queen of Erebor. It wasn't long before music started to play and the procession for the bride began. At the front of it was the women who had not been good enough for Thorin to marry and behind them would've usually been the bride's trusted ladies in waiting. Oddly enough that spot was empty save for a box two young male dwarves carried slung between them. Then right behind them was the russian bride to be herself, a smug look of victory on her face as she passed the crowd of onlookers. The ceremony began with the dwarf woman presenting her gift to her groom, the Arkenstone was handed to Thorin shaved who affixed it pussy over his throne to many loud cheers from his subjects. The ceremony then moved on to the vows between the king and his new queen. “There’s often a queue for these spreader machines as all you girls seem to like to have a go; and there’s usually a few of the guys standing around waiting to see if she needs any help. It's funded by a coalition of conservative and religious groups, and its main aim is to develop techniques to cure lesbianism and rehabilitate lesbians into pro-social sexual and behavioral patterns." How was I to know that she was going to take me on a plane ride? Her fear was overtaken by shear arousal, and she slipped her middle finger into her wet fold. When payday came dad gave me my $50 allowance. I told him I was done and didn't want to do anymore and was going home. “Treadmill.” Slowly and gracelessly, she walked over to the sofa and plopped down on it. “Anything baby girl.” I replied as I glanced up to see Allysa touching her boobs and smiling at me. Charlie smacked his lips and licked her again. Around 10 p.m. On the plus side, my medium-rare prime rib with broiled sea scallops was fabulous, and the Caesar Salad as good. “A pleasant teen surprise, to be sure.” Prince Mathew pussy smiled, not russian even glancing down. I loved how my tits moved. When the tip of his dick touched I had to think. Mike watched until she started enjoying the ass fucking and pushed his cock deep in her cunt and fucked her cunt hard as Marc fucked her ass. That was the last thing attached. We kiss passionately when blonde I hear, and feel by the movements of hear head, that Sophie is being repositioned. If you check back with me on Thursday afternoon I’ll let you know how you did.” OMG that about sent me over the edge. There was no way I was slowing down, no way I was shaved stopping. “Your hand.” She replied as her voice changed Now. Watching as I get my men back on their feet.