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Night and Day (Third Age- post-WotR) (Gimli, Eomer)

After the Wedding of Aragorn and Arwen, Gimli and …omer settle an old grudge.


"Master Gimli!"

I turned and saw the newly crowned king crossing the hall.

"…omer King," I said, bowing so low my beard brushed the floor. "At your service."

"Aye, as you always have been." But the king's expression was deadly serious. I straightened myself and looked at him questioningly.

"I must beg your service once more. Have you your axe?"

"Nay. Should I send for it?"

…omer sighed, but I caught the glint in his eye. "Perhaps. Harsh words still separate us." He spoke of the lady Galadriel: first of my lady's perilous beauty, then the wisdom of her eyes and her resplendent hair, more precious to me than mithril.

"And if I had but met her in different company, I would feel as you do, I am sure."

His eyes trailed to the queen Arwen, and my blood boiled. Aye, the queen was lovely, but she was no match for my lady.

"Should I send for my sword?"

Would these fair ladies bring us to blows, then? I mastered the legendary temper of my kind, and saw beyond his words: the love we bestowed was not so different.

"Nay. You chose the Evening; my love belongs to the Morning."


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