I am very sorry for taking a few days but I had sadly run out of credit for my phone and I needed wifi...sorry darlin'

P.S. TO OTHER READERS: GO READ @HobbitLover123' The Kings Daughter, This imagine is based that story...so go read it! This is set during The Battle Of Moria

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Killing Orc after Orc, you begin to grow tired. The Battle Of Moria is taking it's toll. You fight beside your husband, Thorin.

"Emilie!" You hear Thorin shout your name. He grabs your arm pulling you behind him and slices the head off the Orc that was about to kill you "Emilie you need to run!" He shouts, fighting the Orcs.

"I am not leaving!" You argue with your husband, killing more Orcs that charge toward you.

'You are growing tired by the hour! I will not let you go down!"

"If I go down!" You stab an Orc through the neck "I go down fighting!" Thorin doesn't argue back. You know he knew that there was no way of changing your mind 'What about our daughter then!" He grabs your arm turning you around to face him. You are left speechless.

Not too long ago, you had a beautiful daughter. Rosie. She means everything to you. You and Thorin made a promise to her that you and Thorin will come back to her, before the battle had begun. It was a promise that you both knew that one of you could not keep forever. You would do anything to see her and cuddle right now.

'Emilie!" You are cut out of your thoughts when Thorin grabs you and pulls you aside, tripping over, you tumble down a small slope grazing your face and arms, losing your shield. As you recover from your minor accident you suddenly hear Azog roaring. Some dwarves stop to see what is the reason, then you see it. Azog, the Defiler, holding King Thror's head in his pale hands. He throws it towards Thorin. You knew then that you were leaderless, defeat and death were upon the dwarves.

Thorin began walking toward the pale Orc, holding his sword in the air. He was going to get himself killed if he faced Azog alone. You stood on your feet, racing to help your husband kill the Orc.

Thorin is thrown down a slope once you get to him. Swinging your sword, you cut Azog's arm but he does not seem fazed by the hit. He turns his attention to you, growling. You stand there, holding on to your sword with a tight grip and glaring at the vile Orc "No!" Thorin shouts wanting you out of there. Azog throws his weapon down, smashing it against the shield. The impact brings pain to your shoulder but you keep on fighting.

"Emilie!" Thorin calls your name. You look toward him just for a second, and for that split second Azog has his chance to get rid of you.

You feel a blade pierce through your stomach and all the air is taken out of you "NO!" Thorin cries. Azog pulls his sword out and pushes you to the ground.

You can feel your life slipping away. You hear the screams of Azog the Defiler. Then you hear your husband's voice "Amrâlimê" He whispers, putting pressure on your wound "Emilie I am so sorry" He whispers "This is all my fault"

"No, it's not" You whisper back to him. Taking his hand in yours "I was the stupid one to look at you"

"You'll be alright, just hold on Emilie" Tears fall down the side of your face and you see a single tear slide down his cheek "Say goodbye to Rosie for me and tell her I love her with all my heart"

"No, I won't. You will live on and see her grow up" He cries. The battle still going on around you. No one letting any Orcs get near you you two "Your gonna see her again" He cups your cheek with his large hand "Give our daughter a home in Erebor. I love you Thorin" You smile at him

"I love you Emilie" He brushes your cheek with his thumb. He watches you take your last breath and he begins to cry. He puts his hand over your eyes to close them "Thorin!" Balin calls out.

Thorin leaves a kiss upon your cheek. He stands up, letting his tears of pain dry as his grief turns to anger. Furious with the pale Orc, he leads the dwarves to battle.

The dwarves have won the battle but no celebration was held. No song was sung that night for the dead were on the count of grief.

Thorin now had a reason to hate Orcs severely. They took his friends and his love.

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How was that? I think that was pretty good I must admit

I will update twice because I missed my deadline for when I was supposed to.

To the side is The Kings Daughter story cover!

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- Shania