Author: Linda Hoyland
Word count: 100
Book/Source: LOTR book-verse
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 bedraggled Eldarion regarded the dreaded instrument of torture with horror.
“No, please no!” he begged. “It hurts!”
The woman smiled grimly.”It is nothing more than you deserve,” she said, setting to work with relish.
Eldarion closed his eyes. She must stop soon. She must! He tried to pretend he was a bold Ranger defending a village from a band of Orcs.
The pain grew worse.
“All done now, Master Eldarion,” the nurse said, replacing the comb on the dressing table. “To think a big boy like you should make such a fuss over having his hair tidied!"