They walked quietly through the halls passing hardly a soul as most had turned in for the night at the dismissal of the king. “I want to see the hall of records.” Thorin said darkly. XXX She is his fallen brother’s daughter and when her parents died she was raised in his house as his own. The two had been friends through the hardest of trials and it had lasted even now. They walked quietly through the halls passing hardly a soul as most had turned in for the night at the dismissal of the king. When they were closer the company disappeared from the balcony to no doubt meet them at the gate, Bilbo thought. He reached the bridge where he could see his father Thranduil coming towards him with a few of his aides close behind.
