LOTR Drabble: The Steward and the King
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martasficTitle: The Steward and the King
Summary: Thorongil observes a young Boromir playing.
Word Count: 100
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Mid-Third Age (bookverse)
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Thorongil leaned back against the marble wall, his lips curling into a smile as the future steward played before him.
"Who are you fighting?" he asked, trying to hide his amusement.
The two-year-old looked over his shoulder, teetering to one side. The captain from the north reached out his hand, steadying the child.
"Orcs," Boromir answered. "Father says we must always be ready." The wooden sword jabbed the air; soon he was off again.
Thorongil brushed the tears from his eyes. That babes should know that truth… yet, here was valour in which he could trust Gondor.
Summary: Thorongil observes a young Boromir playing.
Word Count: 100
Rating: General (nothing objectionable)
Timeline: Mid-Third Age (bookverse)
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Thorongil leaned back against the marble wall, his lips curling into a smile as the future steward played before him.
"Who are you fighting?" he asked, trying to hide his amusement.
The two-year-old looked over his shoulder, teetering to one side. The captain from the north reached out his hand, steadying the child.
"Orcs," Boromir answered. "Father says we must always be ready." The wooden sword jabbed the air; soon he was off again.
Thorongil brushed the tears from his eyes. That babes should know that truth… yet, here was valour in which he could trust Gondor.