"Your--" Fili pauses, frowns as he takes a moment to ponder whether the correct term is 'Your Majesty' or 'Your Highness'. "Your Highness," he begins again, sweeping into a bow. He looks up at the queen, and all of a sudden the words are caught in his throat. "Your Highness, I am Fili of Erebor. You--probably don't know me, but I am in love with your daughter, and I believe that she loves me as well, and I--I would like to ask for her hand."
Who is this tiny man? The Queen had been sitting on her throne, just to wait for a tiny man. Allowing the male to speak. He seems nervous, does he think I am intimidating?
Waiting for the man to spit out what he wanted to say, until the word love came from no where.
My daughter, in love? My daughter….? M y d a u g h t e r. That was an impossible thought, Elinor had never thought the girl would find love. I mean she did take a lot from her mother. Stubbornness, that Elinor would never admit she has & a lot more other traits.
Elinor stood up & walked towards the four foot something man. The height difference was quite amusing. ”Fili of Erebor, correct? Yoo hae come tae me, tae ask fur mah daughter’s hand? ” He had already owned her respect, by coming to her instead of the king. Although, Fergus might not be too happy about that. "If it’s fur loove, ye hae mah blessin’.”
Despite his earlier tumble, he swings himself into the saddle with the ease of long use, reins the champing horse about with a flashing smile.
“Will you? That would be ever so kind. I’m to knock the other fellow off, is that it?”
Elinor has had enough with the opposite gender for one day. As her right eye slightly twitched. But the fair maiden felt like she should at least get even with his pathetic self.
❝ If ye waur gonnae war then aye, ’ ‘at might be a option fur ye tae dae. But noo,not here. ❞
With the words that escaped from her throat. The high class Scottish woman, lifted her hand up to smack the horse on the side.
He smiled lovingly her way. After the bear incident she and Merida seemed to get along way better than they used to, and the thought of that alone could bring a smile to his lips. Fergus was a man who lived for his family, and could not stand it when they argued.
“ I do hope she finds someain, I hope we willnae be aroond forever. So I still need tae make sure mah wee bairns are in good hans. ”
Elinor’s hazel hues locked with the kings, giving him a certain look. Until the Queen allowed herself to chuckle.
