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A Captain's Duty A Drabble "Captain! A moment, if you would?" Thorongil stopped mid-stride, just outside the Steward's office, and turned to face Denethor warily. He was tired, sore and hungry and though the day was still young, he only wished to wash off the dirt of the road and sleep. As it seemed, the Steward's son had other tasks for him in mind. "My son was most delighted to hear of your return and asked to see you at once." Denethor's face was a mask, unreadable as always. His decision made, Thorongil sketched a bow. "Lead the way. I would not keep him waiting."
A/N: This drabble was written in response to Rachel's request at the HASA birthday card forum. She asked for something with Thorongil and Boromir as a toddler. fliewatuet |
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