Word count: 100
Adult: Mmmm… PG-13?
Source: LotR AU - although she suggested it!
Disclaimer: Tolkien wove legends, Kortirion uses tacking cotton
They anointed his body with scented oils, dressed him in fine silks, plaited gems in his hair – until, behold – the consort of a queen!
At every touch he trembled in anticipation. Was this truly his fate? He could not believe his fortune should be thus – to be consort of the Great Queen. To be feted, to have everything he desired – for one, single day.
That night, he would be hers - Galadriel the Terrible, Queen of Arda; all looked on her and despaired…. And in the morning they would tenderly shroud the husk of his body, trembling until she chose another.