Love Lessons

‘Show us how it’s done, Denny, since you know so much about it!’ Faenon said, giving young Denethor a push. The King’s elite bodyguard were enjoying some well-earned time off in the marketplace at new-built Annuminas.

‘All right, then, I will!’ Denny said, in sudden capitulation.

And to the astonishment of all near the greengrocers’ stand, he seized a convenient bouquet of herbs, fell to his knees, and grabbed the nearest daughter’s hand.

‘My dear!’ he said, gesticulating grandly with the bouquet. ‘My love! My treasure!’

Everyone laughed, even the dumbfounded girl.

‘Come! Marry me, and make my joy complete!’

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A/N:

A companion, of sorts, to "Love's First Kiss" (chapter 46 in this collection of Drabbles)