Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Im poor and have no original ideas so I
must use someone else's creation to be a writer for now * runs away sobbing
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Chapters in the future will be longer I promise! Thankyou faithful reviewers! (I have one so far)
Check out Elerrina Wood and her stuff! She is awesome!
On with the fic.
THE SPARKLING DIAMOND
We rode from our wedding, to Pippin's cottage where our new life would begin. In a fairy tale I would tell you now that my "knight" swept me off my feet and into our house where we would be in love until our dying day. This is not a fairy tale. As much as I wanted to be in love, married to my beloved. I had none. I knew nothing of my husband and even though Im sure now that he would have done so, he did sweep me off my feet and carry me through the door. I was feeling very capable of walking that night and did not need his assistance. I strode past him without a word and into the house. It had a large kitchen, with a filthy fireplace that made me fidget in a disgusted manner. It had a large black cooking pot over it. There was a sitting room with a sandy matted rug and a few chairs in various states of shabbiness. The library had gone undusted. The washing room unwashed, and when we came to Pippin's room, dirty clothes were strewn into a pile, and his clean ones in another, not looking very different from his dirty ones. The house desperately needed someone that knew how to take care. When I noted Pippins bedroom, a dresser chair and a bed I spoke. " Where might I be sleeping?" Pippin gestured to the bed. " Well, I only have one bed but you are welcome to sleep in it" It seemed as though he were trying to make a joke that I thought was not even remotely funny. It made his confidence break. I laid my thing on the top of his dresser and said coldly " yes, I will sleep here and you will sleep there. Goodnight Mr.Took" indicating the rather uncomfortable looking chair in the corner of his room and went to sleep without another word.
PIPPIN
I shifted uncomfortably in the wooden chair, knowing I wouldn't sleep tonight. My wife was so cold, I have never known a hobbit to be so unfriendly.And it was our wedding night! I knew she didn't love me, but I still had hopes. My father had arranged our marriage without my consent or hers, but at least I chose to make the best of it. I tried to win her charm by sending her what most hobbit girls like to receive from their betrothed. Jewelry, dresses and such but she rejected them. I had tried to win her to no avail. She was a wild spirit, no more ready for a marriage than I was, and I had no support now that she had confined herself to solitude.but I still vowed I would enchant her.
Chapters in the future will be longer I promise! Thankyou faithful reviewers! (I have one so far)
Check out Elerrina Wood and her stuff! She is awesome!
On with the fic.
THE SPARKLING DIAMOND
We rode from our wedding, to Pippin's cottage where our new life would begin. In a fairy tale I would tell you now that my "knight" swept me off my feet and into our house where we would be in love until our dying day. This is not a fairy tale. As much as I wanted to be in love, married to my beloved. I had none. I knew nothing of my husband and even though Im sure now that he would have done so, he did sweep me off my feet and carry me through the door. I was feeling very capable of walking that night and did not need his assistance. I strode past him without a word and into the house. It had a large kitchen, with a filthy fireplace that made me fidget in a disgusted manner. It had a large black cooking pot over it. There was a sitting room with a sandy matted rug and a few chairs in various states of shabbiness. The library had gone undusted. The washing room unwashed, and when we came to Pippin's room, dirty clothes were strewn into a pile, and his clean ones in another, not looking very different from his dirty ones. The house desperately needed someone that knew how to take care. When I noted Pippins bedroom, a dresser chair and a bed I spoke. " Where might I be sleeping?" Pippin gestured to the bed. " Well, I only have one bed but you are welcome to sleep in it" It seemed as though he were trying to make a joke that I thought was not even remotely funny. It made his confidence break. I laid my thing on the top of his dresser and said coldly " yes, I will sleep here and you will sleep there. Goodnight Mr.Took" indicating the rather uncomfortable looking chair in the corner of his room and went to sleep without another word.
PIPPIN
I shifted uncomfortably in the wooden chair, knowing I wouldn't sleep tonight. My wife was so cold, I have never known a hobbit to be so unfriendly.And it was our wedding night! I knew she didn't love me, but I still had hopes. My father had arranged our marriage without my consent or hers, but at least I chose to make the best of it. I tried to win her charm by sending her what most hobbit girls like to receive from their betrothed. Jewelry, dresses and such but she rejected them. I had tried to win her to no avail. She was a wild spirit, no more ready for a marriage than I was, and I had no support now that she had confined herself to solitude.but I still vowed I would enchant her.