4. Unsung Moments - by Lady Masterblott
Not quite a tribble. ;)
"I found them, Master Frodo, I found them!" Sam panted. "They're waiting for us!"
Frodo turned away from the wide view over the Pelennor he had from the gardens of the houses of healing. Sam was terrified to see how weary he was. 'Still', he thought.
"And?" Frodo asked tiredly. "Where are they?"
"Down the sixth circle, in a pub."
The ringbearer sighed. "That looks just like my cousins, I suppose!"
"Yes, Master Frodo, Sir… The 'Sixteen singing Eagles' it is called. Dunno where that is from, but… well - the ale - it tastes almost like back at the Green Dragon."
A tiny smile showed upon Frodo's face but it did not reach the eyes. "Then", he said, and Sam's heart grew heavy at his forced cheerfulness, "I suppose we should not begrudge them a little taste of home."
"But - won't you come, then?" Sam asked.
Frodo shook his head, and Sam's heart sank once more. "I should not think so!" the former ringbearer replied, detachedly.
"I guess you should", a melodious voice interfered suddenly. Almost soundless, a slender figure had leapt up to the parapet. "The ale is legendary or so I was told!"
Frodo looked up. "I would not have thought that you of all people would try to convince me of the quality of ale!" he stated.
Legolas rose an eyebrow. "Gimli converted me!" he retorted. "Honestly, you should join us." - "There is", he added quietly, "a courtyard with the pub. With a tree."
Frodo sighed again, albeit a little less aggravated. "I guess I have no choice!" he said. "The Sixteen singing Eagles it is, then. And I would like to hear how that name came about, as a matter of fact."
As Sam's careful glance did not leave unnoticed, a little warmth had returned to his face once more. "Bless the Mirkwood Elves", he thought.
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