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Bilbo is thought to have died during the Battle of the Five Armies, but in reality she has returned home to Shire, believing that she is forever banished from her friends sides and that they are far better off believing that she is indeed dead. However, her plans to remain dead to them are complicated by the most precious treasure a certain Dwarf King left her with and by a few friends who simply refuse to believe that she had truly gone from Middle-Earth.Bilbo believed that her journey was done, she had gone there and had come back, her story was finished, she had no idea that she had just walk headlong into another.

"An adventure?" Billa Baggins, a respectable genteel hobbit of the Shire, shivered and tried to convince herself it was a shudder. In which a perfectly proper not-so-young lady whistles her reputation down the wind and finds she really is her mother's daughter.

As Billanna Baggins would stare at her children, her precious daughters as different from the sun and moon, with eyes from their father, she thought of Thorin. He was with her every breath and she could still feel his touch no matter where she was.But how could she forgive what she could not forget?Maybe she should have known...that one has yet realized the wealth of sympathy, the kindness and generosity hidden in the soul of a child. For those treasures we keep can hold a splendor to behold.

Bella Baggins had sought out adventure and excitement as a child: she had been Bilbo the Great, the brave explorer who searched for elves in the wood and always came home trailing mud and leaves and fireflies. She had always dreamed of the world beyond her doorstep, yearned for the day she was old enough to step outside and face it, but the sudden death of her father changed all that. Bella Baggins quite lost her heart for adventure. She settled down into the quiet life, the simple life, the life that every hobbit wanted. She might well have stayed there too, if it were not for Gandalf’s meddling. Now she was on some mad quest to reclaim Erebor from a dragon, armed with a letter-opener and surrounded by dwarves that called her Mr Bilbo Baggins (and she didn't intend to correct them).

Gli studiosi, gli storici e i giovani scienziati della Terra di Mezzo letteralmente spumeggiano alla bocca cercando di determinare da dove provengano i nuovi nani in una popolazione che sembra essere interamente maschile. Spuntano da buchi nel terreno? Li scolpiscono dalle pietre? Hanno un qualche processo disgustoso e dal suono doloroso in cui gli uomini partoriscono? I nani non parlano... Sono troppo impegnati a ridere a crepapelle per la situazione!

“Thorin, son of Thrain, son of Thror”, announced Balin. “May I present to you, Miss Belladonna Baggins.” He paused a moment for effect. “Your wife.” In an Erebor that never saw the wrath of Smaug, after the death of Thror, rule falls to Thrain, who, determined to not allow his mountain to suffer in the same way it did under Thror's rule, arranges a marriage contract between a chosen gentlehobbit of the Shire and Thorin, to be activated upon his death, in hopes of creating an Erebor less reliant on monetary wealth for surivival. Thus, a grieving Thorin is thrown into a marriage with a woman he has never met. Full of resentment, he can never hope to love this Hobbit who knows nothing of their customs. Billa Baggins, inheritor of a marriage contract, is hardly thrilled either. A late present for Shivi, who had a terrible nightmare some time ago, to make her feel better :)