17. The Morning After
The midsummer sun shone overly bright through the barrack's open window. Thorongil was convinced that the birds outside were making even more of a racket than usual, in revelry of the Rohirric midsummer festivities that had culminated in a feast the other night. But the feast had soon turned into a carousal, kindled by an assortment of spirits and other beverages. Though Thorongil was quite adept in avoiding to become inebriated, his usual tactics had not worked with his fellow riders. With a groan, he pushed back his blanket, readying himself to find a remedy to help his throbbing head.
A/N: Another result of Juno's Instant Drabble Session. The cues were carousal, assortment, kindling, conviction, and revelry.
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