Precious Things

Beneath the boughs of Lorien, his wandering eyes often rested on the open collar of Frodo’s shirt, straining for a glimpse of the precious thing worn beneath it. Sometimes he fancied he saw a reflected glimmer of light playing on the hobbit’s skin, remembering how brightly it shone when its beauty was first revealed.

But he no longer yearns for riches, for the fairest treasure he will ever lay eyes upon has stolen his heart. This knowledge grieves him, yet he pities Boromir more, for his eyes also stray – helplessly drawn by the insistent call of the hobbit’s heavier secret.

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A/N: Based on another Shirebound plot bunny: "In Lothlorien, Gimli wonders how to get another look at the Ring-bearer’s dazzling mithril shirt." Sorry there's no Pippin in this one - normal service will be resumed shortly ;)