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Yuletide Calendar 24

December 23rd, 2006 (09:03 am)
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An 'advent' calendar for Yuletide with 24 drabbles.

24



25th Girithron

After sharing a merry breakfast together, Legolas and Eowyn and their special guests withdrew to their private sitting room to exchange Yuletide gifts. The friends pulled their chairs close to the cheery fire—Aragorn beside Arwen, Eomer with Lothiriel, Hentmirë (rather uncomfortably) sandwiched between Thranduil and Gimli, and Legolas and Eldarion sitting on the floor at Eowyn’s feet.

“When I was your age, or thereabouts,” said Legolas to the little boy, “there was something I wanted more than anything in the world—”

“A winged horse,” said Thranduil.

“No Ada,” said Legolas, laughing. “At least, not as much as I wanted one of these.” He turned back to Eldarion. “It is not a real one, nadithen, but your Aunt thinks that you will like it even better.” He smiled up at Eowyn who, with a little flourish, produced a large red-and-green parcel from behind her chair, and held it out to the child.

Eldarion looked to his mother for guidance.

“What do you say, ion nín?” asked Arwen.

“Thank you.”

“You are most welcome,” said Legolas.

“Well,” said Aragorn, “shall I help you open it?” He slid from his chair and knelt beside his son, holding the parcel steady whilst Eldarion pulled off its fabric wrapping.

The boy laughed.

parcel

“He is called a ‘lion’,” said Legolas, “and he is the king of the beasts.”

“He looks like a very gentle king,” said Arwen. She turned to Eowyn. “Wherever did you find it?”

“My seamstress, Valaina, made him—to Legolas’ detailed instructions,” said Eowyn.

“What are you going to call him, lad?” asked Gimli.

The boy looked thoughtfully at the lion, his little fingers teasing its thick mane into spikes. “Eomer,” he said.

There was a startled gasp; then everyone laughed heartily—the lion’s namesake loudest of all.



Whilst the little prince, his elven uncle, and his uncle’s best friend were busy playing with the toy lion, and Arwen and Lothiriel were sharing stories about their men folk, and Thranduil and Eomer were talking horses, and Hentmirë was telling Aragorn how she had come to buy Legolas in the Carhilivren slave market, Eowyn slipped out into the lobby to arrange for more wine and sweetmeats—

spoiler



Later, as she was returning to the sitting room, Eowyn heard the sound of hurrying feet and—certain that no elves could be so noisy—she ran to the door and threw it open.

“Faramir!”

“I hope we are not too late?”

“Of course not! Welcome!” She grasped his hands. “Merry Yuletide! Merry Yuletide Berengar! Come inside, both of you, out of the snow.”



That night, in Hentmirë's guest room

“You are smiling, melmenya.” Indeed, she was radiant.

Eowyn put down her hair brush. “I am happy,” she said.

Legolas held out his arms. “Come to bed, meleth nín.”



grrrr


Comments

Posted by: Nebride - Bishie Hunter (nebride)
Posted at: December 24th, 2006 01:00 am (UTC)

That was wonderful, absolutely wonderful from beginning to end. The side story with Haldir was so sweet as well. And Legolas wanted a winged horse? LOLLOLOLOLOL!!

Posted by: ningloreth (ningloreth)
Posted at: December 24th, 2006 09:27 am (UTC)

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it :-)

Yes, Little Legolas wanted a winged horse!

Posted by: Nebride - Bishie Hunter (nebride)
Posted at: December 25th, 2006 03:22 am (UTC)

It's really sweet of you to share these with us. I'm enjoying them so much!

Hope you and the teds have a really nice holiday! Happy Christmas.

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