Boromir has command of the toasting forks, lined up against the high fender. With Arin’s help he’s ensuring a golden crust on the bread, crisp outside yet soft within.
As each slice lands hot and gilded on the plate before her, Arwen covers it thickly with brandy butter that melts in a burst of sweet fumes. She cuts it into fingers and Eldarion distributes the bounty to the company, although it’s a struggle not to eat as many as he hands over. Aragorn, smiling broadly, wields a flagon of spiced ale, re-filling cups and surveys his realm, a happy man.
Summary: A moment of peace and plenty
Rated: G
Categories: LOTR FPS Pairing: Aragorn/Boromir
Warnings: NoneChallenges:
Series: NoneChapters: 1 Completed: Yes
Word count: 103 Read: 638
Published: 29 Jul 2009 Updated: 29 Jul 2009
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