Written for the There and Back Advent Challenge.
Warning - very AU and not to be taken seriously.
Inspired by this picture http://www.herrderringe-net.de/kalender/6/steward.jpg
The people cheered when the King arrived and the Steward presented the White Rod.
The King disdainfully accepted it, dismissed Faramir and marched through the City; still glaring. Éomer of Rohan’s army followed at his heels, ready to crush any dissent.
The people turned away and returned to their houses.
“Let’s made a nice cup of tea,” suggested one Goodwife, putting on the kettle.
Her husband scowled when he tasted it. “The milk is sour!”
The City was in turmoil. Not a drop of fresh milk was to be had anywhere!
The King’s gaze had turned all the milk sour!
A/N I was studying the final picture for the There and Back Advent
http://www.herrderringe-net.de/kalender/6/steward.jpg and IM chatting
juno_magic. I remarked that Aragorn's
expression was fit to turn the milk sour.
She challenged me to write a drabble on that theme.
This is the result,which I'm sharing as a holiday time joke.
Naturally I don't see Aragorn as anything like this !