Author: Linda Hoyland
Book/Source: LOTR book-verse
With grateful thanks to Raksha
Disclaimer - These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain.
A loud scream emanated from the King’s private apartments. The guards drew their swords and raced to the rescue. Whatever could be wrong? Had an intruder assaulted their lord?
Aragorn stood in the centre of his chamber, clad only in breeches, boots, a half finished shirt, and a deep scowl.
“Do stand still, Estel!” chided the Queen, brandishing a pincushion.
“You might stick another pin in me!” growled Aragorn. To think that the Haradrim had bested him, not with the sword, but with indigo silk!
Seeing their lord's fierce look, the guards hastily left the room, suppressing their laughter.