Three figures trotted up to the inn whilst the rain poured around them, and thunder boomed and lightning cracked.


The stables were a few feet away from the inn so they quickly unsaddled their horses and got out of the rain. Afterwards, the figures rushed into the inn, and a homely sort of warmth washed over them as they stepped in. They all stopped as a warm, rich, and soft soprano voice sang.

¨Welcome to your life. There´s no turning back. Even while we sleep. We´ll find you acting on your best behaviour, turn your back on Mother Nature.¨ The voice came from a woman, who was scrubbing at a particularly difficult stain, before leaning over to get the rest of the table.

¨Everybody wants to rule the world. It´s my own desires, it´s my own remorse. Help me to decide. Help me to make the most of freedom.¨One of the men, a lightly tanned brunette with bluish-brown eyes, stared mainly at the woman while the other men observed their surroundings.

¨And of pleasure. Nothing ever lasts forever! Everybody wants to rule the world! There´s a room where the light won´t find you.¨ The woman´s green skirt flared out as she spun to another table.

The green, the brunette noted, went well with the light grey bodice she had on.

¨Holding hands while the walls come crumbling down. When the do I´ll be right behind you. So glad we almost made it, so sad we had to fade it. Everybody wants to rule the world.¨ The other men, one with black hair, the other blonde, waited patiently for the woman to notice them.

They didn't notice all the things the brunette did though.

¨Everybody wants to rule the world. Everybody wants to rule. The world.¨"She finished singing, slinging her long brown hair over her shoulders.

¨Excuse me, miss?¨ The eldest of the trio rumbled, Thorin was his name, and he had long black hair with bluish-grey eyes and tan skin.

The woman spun around and gasped, ¨I´m so sorry! How long have you been waiting there?!¨

¨Not long miss. Might we book two rooms? One with a king sized bed and the other with two twin beds?¨ The blonde asked smoothly. He had a strong Cajun accent.

¨Oh, yeah right! Follow me!¨ The brunette's lavenderish-grey eyes lit up as she strode towards the main counter. ¨My name´s Amara by the way!¨

The young brunette, Kili, grinned and followed as Amara led them up two flights of stairs. She passed a ladder that led upward and gestured to a room next to it.

¨Ok, so this is the one bed. Which one of you is gonna stay here?¨

Thorin stepped forward, ¨That would be me.¨

¨Okie Dokie! There´s a bathroom in there, so you can wash up if you like.¨ Amara said, handing Thorin the key. As Thorin went into the room, Amara pranced away to a room one the left side of the end of the hall. ¨This is the double boys.¨

The blonde smiled, ¨Thanks. This is Kili, my brother. I´m Fili.¨

Kili grinned and bowed, ¨At your service!¨

Kili, unlike his brother, didn´t have a Cajun accent; he had a Scottish one. Amara grinned, ¨And I at yours!¨

Kili and Amara´s eyes met and held for a little bit, before Fili cleared his throat, ¨Right. Does this room have a bathroom too?¨

¨Yeah! Here´s the keys for you two. Have a good night!¨ Amara rushed out, before climbing up the ladder.

Kili and Fili fell onto their beds and instantly fell asleep.