This fic is rated: G
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Characters: Finduilas, Denethor
Summary: an early moment in their courtship
For
tolkien_weekly's prompt: Career Paths: Sailor
Word Count: 100
Feedback: yes, please! Concrit welcomed.
Distribution: archiving, linking or remixing ok, just credit me and drop me a line!
Cross-Posted
were_lemur,
tolkien_weekly,
sons_of_gondor My FanFic MasterlistDecember Drabbles 11/50
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s. Just borrowing. Please don’t sue!
It's a good thing he's going to be Steward, because he'll never make a sailor, Finduilas thought, seeing the tinge of green in her suitor's face. Though she had to admit, she admired the way Denethor held to his dignity, breathing deeply and keeping his eyes focused on the horizon.
It was for her, she realized, that he was enduring this. Because he wanted to share this with her.
Though she'd been out in far rougher seas, she turned to the captain. "The weather looks as if it could turn," she said. "You had better take us back into port."