Prologue

He waited all his life for this moment, the moment he would go through those grand doors and up the stone steps towards the man he was forever tied to. This was what he was promised when he was younger, promised to a man he once thought he was in love with. Believing he would walk the aisle with a smile filled with love, but for the life of him he could not continue, he wanted no part of it anymore. All he craved was one person that could take away the pain for him, who could give him strength to fight for one another. He was gone now...there was nothing he could do anymore. And so, the Prince of the Shire walked through the doors, keeping his eyes up and away from the cheering crowd around him. Up the stone steps, Bilbo stopped and turned around one last time, searching the crowd for those bright blue eyes he loved. Thorin was not among them, he was gone...just like his heart. A single tear ran down his reddened cheeks, the prince turned around and faced the dwarrow he was going to marry. Fair blonde hair and striking green eyes, so much brighter than his own. Frerin, now crown prince of Erebor stood before him with his hand outstretched for Bilbo to take. Before he took the offered hand, Bilbo spoke so low that only Frerin could hear him, "I will always belong to your brother."

Timeless; Hello my lovely readers, I have come back and with a new story. Hoped you enjoyed this small prologue..i know it isn't much,sorry. If you want to find out what lead to this scene, youll just have to continue reading. Tell me your thoughts on this, reviews are always accepted but not needed.