Day 43: Crafty
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phyloxena.
Day 43
Crafty
The boy leaned against a doorpost and savoured the flying sparks and hiss of hot metal entering cold water as the armourers repaired or forged anew. Tiring of the sight at last, he wandered into the marketplace: bright-coloured cloth from looms where shuttles flew faster than the eye could follow; bowls magically shaped from dull clay under potters' skilled fingers; sweet red apples....
A hand fell heavily on his shoulder. "Your father said we might find you down here."
Eldarion sighed as the guard steered him back towards the Citadel, and planned how he would outwit his nurse again tomorrow.
(phyloxena wanted Eldarion in the lower levels of Minas Tirith but I wanted to hide the identity of the boy until the end. *g*)
phyloxena.Day 43
Crafty
The boy leaned against a doorpost and savoured the flying sparks and hiss of hot metal entering cold water as the armourers repaired or forged anew. Tiring of the sight at last, he wandered into the marketplace: bright-coloured cloth from looms where shuttles flew faster than the eye could follow; bowls magically shaped from dull clay under potters' skilled fingers; sweet red apples....
A hand fell heavily on his shoulder. "Your father said we might find you down here."
Eldarion sighed as the guard steered him back towards the Citadel, and planned how he would outwit his nurse again tomorrow.
(
phyloxena wanted Eldarion in the lower levels of Minas Tirith but I wanted to hide the identity of the boy until the end. *g*)
