3. Untitled - by Wolfwind
She said nothing, the greatest reprimand she could give, and pointed to the door. Excited looks wilting, they filed out.
She looked down at the patients, hands on hips. They gazed back at her innocently, and she felt her heart relenting slightly. She'd been young once; she could understand the girls' attraction to these six young Rohirrim.
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