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She was supposed to be just another blade on a desperate quest. Instead, she became his undoing. Y/N, known across the frozen wastes as the Iron Anvil of the North, is a seasoned human Ranger built like an immovable fortress. Short, beautifully plus-sized, and fiercely unapologetic, she wields two heavy, rune-etched northern falchions with a lethal, compact grace that commands the battlefield. Recruited by Gandalf to serve as the vanguard for the Company of Thorin Oakenshield, Y/N expects to face Orcs, trolls, and dragons. She does not expect to face the suffocating, dark possessiveness of a desperate Dwarf King. From the moment she outmaneuvers him in a moonlit sparring match, Thorin Oakenshield completely loses his composure. Driven by an ancient royal pride and a bitter distrust of outsiders, Thorin tries to fight the maddening attraction clawing at his chest. He masks his hyper-vigilance behind harsh commands and kingly distance. Yet, his actions betray him at every turn. Whether he is threatening to tear apart a local thug in Lake-town for a lewd comment about her lush curves, or going into a blind, feral rage the second a monster draws her blood—his "touch her and die" instincts terrify even his own kin. While the rest of the Company embraces Y/N as the warm, witty, and fiercely protective core of their chaotic found-family—with Fili and Kili treating her like a beloved older sister and Gandalf watching from the shadows with an enigmatic smile—Thorin watches her like a man starving in the dark. From the breathtaking, moonlit courtyards of Rivendell to the freezing, storm-battered caves of the Misty Mountains, his wall of stoicism begins to crumble entirely. But as the shadow of Erebor draws closer, a deadlier threat looms: the gold-madness of the dragon-sickness. When Thorin threatens to lose his very soul to the hoard, only one anchor is strong enough to hold him. Y/N must use her unyielding strength not just to shield his back in battle, but to break the cur