Bonus bez nároku.
“We ride to Ravenhill! Bring the war goats! For everyone! Thirteen… no, make it twelve. Thirteen is an unlucky number. Dís, you stay here. I want you to be safe.”
Dís looked defiantly at her brother.
“But there is fourteen of us, so no nonsense about unlucky numbers. I am going with you. So let them bring fourteen goats!”
“Um,” said Dáin, “there might be a wee problem... we don’t have fourteen goats. Not even thirteen.”
“See?” said Thorin. “Mahal wants you to stay. And…”
“We only have four goats!”
Thorin sighed.
“Alright.”
He should have the upper hand anyway.
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