The Roots of the Ivy and Other Stories of Middle-Earth

Aranel Took's LOTR Fanfiction

The Roots of the Ivy and Other Stories of Middle-Earth: Aranel Took's LOTR Fanfiction
Aranel Took's LOTR Fanfiction
Chapters: 1  •  Words: 100  •  Rating: Teen (sexually suggestive)
Group: Ivyverse
Weapon

He gets out of bed and limps to the basin painted with orange blossoms. He splashes water on his face and looks in the mirror. Once, a Rider of Rohan looked back at him. Now... Now he can barely walk, let alone ride.

On impulse he grabs his sword. Fortified by his anger, he makes himself move through all the positions, willing his crippled leg to follow.

He finishes the stances and turns, meeting an amused gaze. He smiles sheepishly, realizing how he must look running through weapons practice without a stitch of clothes.

She grins at him. "Nice wæpen."

Wæpen is an Old English (Rohirric) word for a certain bit of a man's anatomy.

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