Title: Classy Footwear
Characters/Pairing: Yavien, princess of Numenor / OFC (fisher girl)
Warnings: Not really. (You could read a mild innuendo into the last line if you really want...)
Book/Source: Unfinished Tales.
Disclaimer: Tolkien would probably not have thought of this happening at all, but Numenor and its royal family are very much his.
She stubbornly avoided Yavien's gaze and looked down at their feet. Inevitably, she began to compare those, too.
Yavien's shoes were made for walking, her stockings plain, travel wear, not for show. But still--how they stood out beside the rush sandals she had fashioned for herself!
'See?' she burst out. 'You paid that cobbler more for those shoes than I earn in a month! We just don't match!'
'And I thought it was something I had done!' said Yavien. She took her shoes and stockings off.
'Slip out of those sandals and we'll match again.'
A/N: I've written about this pair before in other drabbles for this community--the granddaughter of Elros who travelled and explored Numenor and the love she found in a fisher village during one of her journeys.
Note on the "stockings": I was envisioning knee-high ones worn with garters. If you imagined them as being longer, then I guess there would definitely be innuendo...
ETA: This is 100 words according to an online word count tool I had begun to trust, but AO3 doesn't agree. Sorry, I was pressed for time and didn't cross-check.