The next morning, Bilbo woke and saw Theresa standing alone. She had a few tears rolling down her cheeks,  but she hadn't seen him.

Balin suddenly came up behind him and set a hand on his shoulder.

"Let her be laddie. She needs to be alone for a while."

"What's wrong with her?"

"In order for Theresa to become queen,  even though she is Theresa Oakenshield,  daughter of Thrain, son of Thror, she had to marry a noble. Her plan was to marry a friend she had that was a noble, who would be willing to help her get the throne, and then divorce. On the day of their wedding, something happened and I'm not sure what, but the friend changed, became bitter. We all hate him, and Theresa is terrified of him."

"What did he do to her?"

"He abused her badly, and it wasn't until Dwalin straightened him out that she was able to divorce him. He wouldn't kill her, he just hit her so much, and she was hurt physically and emotionally by the treason."

"Speaking of Dwalin, why is it always awkward when the two of them talk in front of everyone?"

"She was late arriving at your home because she was at a meeting.  As she was leaving, well, Dwalin kissed her, and they got into an argument about it because she said he shouldn't think of her in that way, that its pointless, and he accused her of being bitter just like the noble. She retorted that he was an asshole, leading to him pushing her. She was horrified,  because when he shoved her, she hit a mirror which shattered and she was bleeding badly. In response, she punched him, and walked away. He was drunk at the time, but she doesn't know that. She is terrified of him."

"Oh wow."

Dwalin woke up and came over to the two standing there.

"So what did I miss?"

"Nothing brother." Balin said.

"Well, I need to speak with her."

Dwalin walked over and set a hand on her arm.

"I-I..... We need to talk. A-about before you left."

"Um... O-ok."

He took her hand and led her away from the camp.

"I'm really sorry,  I don't know what happened, or why I did that, but I know that was drunk. Really, really drunk. Are you ok? How bad was it?" Dwalin said the concern obvious in his voice and eyes.

She reluctantly removed her cloak, and he saw that she was literally covered in cuts.