Thirty years have past since the birth of Kilian Durin and he has grown up to be just like his father. His long brown hair fell past his shoulders much like his mothers. His eyes were deep and dark like his fathers along with his strong features. Twenty years after his birth Amanda gave birth to a baby girl named Dalila. She grew with black hair and eyes like her father.

Erebor lived in peace with Thorin and Fiona upon the throne. They ruled with peace and just, helping where they could. The friendship with Thranduil was reforged but Legolas still cannot accept Dwarves as his friends as does many of the elves as well as Dwarves alike.

" Mother." Kilian smiled happily as he rounded the corner. He wore a blue tunic and black trousers with a cloak draped over his shoulders. Fur lined his shoulders and his sword to his hip.

" Kilian." Amanda smiled to him as she hugged her son. It was only a few days before his birthday and he would be turning 30 years old.

" Mummy!" A small girl yelled as she ran around into her mothers arms. Amanda smiled and lifted her baby girl into her arms. She looked down at her children and smiled.

" Are you both ready?" She asked them, they nodded with large smiled. Amanda place Dalila down to the ground and walked with them towards the gates of Erebor. Bofur stood with a smile along with Dwalin and Balin. Balin was old now and this would be the last that he will travel from the mountain.

" Amanda!" Kili's voice called from behind them as he walked quickly up to his family. His crown gracefully upon his head as the Crowned Prince Under the Mountain. A few months after Dalila had been born Fiona herself become pregent and Thorin wanted to be in his childs life. So on Fiona's birthday when she was five month gone, Thorin gave her his heart completely, by passing the throne to Fili. Fiona, Thorin and their Daughter now live in the forest just beyond the lake. Dalila saw her father and ran to him quickly. Kili smiled and picked her up, hugged her tightly as he placed her down, he embraced his son before turning to Amanda.

" Kids, why don't we go and get the horses yeah?" Bofur said leading them away to give Kili and Amanda a moment together. Kili placed his hands onto his wifes hips as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

" Promise me you will stay safe." Kili asked with worry.

" I will be fine. The road we have travel on many times. It is also guarded by both Dwarves and Elves." Amanda said kissing him gently as he pushed a small piece of her brown hair from her face with a smile.

" Do not worry." Amanda told him kissing him again.

" I always worry about my family. You are reckless and our sons has your trait too." Kili smiled with a chuckled. Amanda hit his shoulder gently pretending to be hurt by his words.

" I love you." He whispered to her and kissed her again one last time before pushing her towards the stairs.

" Now go. Our children are waiting on you." Kili said as Amanda rushed down the stairs. She wore black trousers with black knee length riding boots laced tightly to her feet. She also wore a deep green tunic shirt with a black furry collared cloak over her shoulder with a familiar set of archery on her back. Both her swords strapped to her side.

" Must you bring weapons? You really don't need them." Bofur said as he helped her onto her pony.

" What because I have you with us?" She asked Bofur who smiled brightly.

" Precisely!" He chirped happily as he bounced onto his pony.

" Even still. it just does not feel right to not have them when I journey." She whispered looking back at the doors of Erebor. She remember the first time she looked upon them. When they were ruins of the dragon.

" Mother?" Kilian's voice pulled her out of her trance. She smiled to her son reassuring him she was alright.

" Well then, lets be off." Dwalin called as Bofur lead the small convoy off. Amanda was behind him and then Kilian with Dalila on his saddle. Behind him was Balin and then Dwalin. Amanda looked behind her as Kili stood watching them leave, then to his right appeared Fili with a smile upon his face. He waved to Amanda and she nodded to him with a smile. Looking back as they made their way to the city of Dale.

" Good morning my lady." Many of the folk that dwell in Dale were the survivers of Laketown.

" Well good morning Lady Amanda! It has been a while." A male voice spoke and she turned her head and smiled down at the man. He was not but inches shorter than her on her pony.

" Lord Bard! How are you?" She smiled to her old friend. After the war Bard became Lord of Dale and the city was prosperous.

" As well as an old man can be." He whispered to her it was indeed true, he was old now and his hair grey. It saddened Amanda to no end, the lives of men where just too short.

" Da." Bain called as he rounded the corner. Bain had grown into a fine young man and married a beautiful maiden by the name of Rose.

" Bain. It is good to see you again." Amanda said nodding her head to him.

" And you to Lady Amanda." Bain said as he looked to his old father.

" We must be on our way. But I will make a point of visiting after my trip." Amanda said as she moved on with her convoy. They made their way out of Dale and onto the paths that would lead to Mirkwood. Which they then pass into the forests where they destination lays.

Fiona and Thorins house.