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Last Yule  by Antane 3 Review(s)
LarnerReviewed Chapter: 1 on 12/31/2006
The gift of renewed innocence would have been great, indeed. Personally, I'm glad Frodo didn't accept such a gift, for I wouldn't have wanted to see him trade his greater wisdom borne of experience for it. But the healing came however it did, and for that we are all grateful.

shireboundReviewed Chapter: 1 on 12/31/2006
What a joyous Yule for Frodo -- safe and loved and happy.

Author Reply: Glad you enjoyed, my dear shirebound - I was hoping you would read it!

Namarie, God bless, Antane :)

Queen GaladrielReviewed Chapter: 1 on 12/30/2006
Oh, Antane...I'm overwhelmed! *hugs* Thank you so much. This is just the right blend of love and fluff and angst. It made me laugh and cry. (I guess I'm still sort of at emotional extremes from the very lively and extremely competitive writing spree of yesterday. *sighs* :))

"Goodnight, my Sam. I love you very much."

Sam hugged him back and kissed his head. "Goodnight, my Frodo dear. I love you more."

Frodo held him tighter. "I love you more more."

It was a game they played each night and while there was much Sam missed about not having the Frodo he had grown up with and gone on the Quest with, there
was also much he loved about the child his master and brother had become. "I love you more more more," he said.

Frodo giggled. "I love you more more more more!"

Sam laughed and let him go. There was never any winner in their nightly contest as Sam was sure it would go on all night if they continued to try to top
each other, so he usually let Frodo have the last word, though he knew, of course, that he loved Frodo more.

*giggles* I can see this going on for an hour:

"I love you more more more more more more more!" says Frodo.
"I love you more more more more more more more more more more...more...All right, you win because I lost count. But I love you more."
"I love you more more."
Sam laughs. "Go to sleep, dear."

Stubborn Bagginses don't easily give up, apparently:

"I love you too, dearling."

"I love you better."

"Sleep, my love."

LOLOL! Competitive, aren't we?

Merry held his cousin tightly. "Happy Yule, Sprout!" he said and Frodo giggled in delight at the nickname. He had no memory that he had once called Merry
that and that Merry was actually younger than he was.

Oh, Merry...

"Why don’t I have a finger there, Sam?" Frodo asked.

"Uh-oh, not good!" I thought. But you and they did very well.

"Why didn’t he just ask for it? I would have given it to him."

Oh, so innocent it's painful.

And this is my favourite part:

Sam opened his present last and tears formed in his eyes as he looked at the beauty of the art he beheld. It was a picture of him holding a sleeping Frodo
in his arms during the Quest. Under it was written, Thank you, my Sam.

"Did you dream about this too, my dear?" he asked as he hugged his treasure.

"No, I know that happened," Frodo said as he returned the embrace and the other four hobbit marveled that he sounded almost like he had always had.

"Thank you, dear."

"No, my Sam, thank you. Happy Yule."

Sam kissed his head. "Happy Yule, love."

Oh, that made me cry, but it's so very sweet.

Thank you, my dear, and happy Yule! *cheer and warm wishes...and Yule nog* :)
God bless,
Galadriel :)

P.S. Wow, this is a giant of a review. :)

Author Reply: Hantanyel, ammelda! So glad you enjoyed! You and I have some of the same favorite parts: the loving contest - your additions are cute! :) and the innocent question about giving up the Ring.

Namarie, God bless, Melinyel, Antane :)

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