Dwarf courting was a complicated matter. They were secretive folk so bonding with them could prove tricky at the best of times but when they decided that they liked you. That was it for them. There were certain things that they would do to give you an idea if a dwarf fancied you. Trust being one of them, that the suitor must protect the one they are courting. Other signs might include them hunting for you, bringing you food and braiding your hair with one of their own beads or hair clasps. Frerin was well aware of how dwarf courting worked and what he needed to do for it. The problem? You were not aware because you weren't a dwarf. He couldn't ask his brother Thorin about what to do he wasn't courting anyone and he definitely wasn't about to ask his little sister Dis. So he here was searching for you with a awkward smile on his face hoping he looked charming, as he hid the small baby ram lamb in his coat while he walked. He hoped you would be smitten with the small thing. But what if you didn't? Maybe he should have asked Dis.
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