A/N: Written for a LiveJournal meme in which Periantari requested Frodo giving h/c to someone. 100 words.
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Frodo was grieved to see Merry weep, there by the burial mound of King Theoden. He did not understand how Merry could have formed such a bond with this King of Men in so short a time, but he did understand what it was to lose someone you loved dearly. So he stayed behind when the burial was over and the rest of the folk gathered in the Hall for the funeral feast and held his cousin in his arms. Merry clung to him, resting his wet cheek on Frodo's shoulder.
No words were sufficient, but neither were they necessary.
