Character: Lady Gilraen
Rating: G – though angsty
Source: Pre – LotR
Disclaimer: Tolkien’s – not Kortirion’s
Gilraen stroked the furry hood she was stitching for the plump babe that chirruped and cooed at her feet. He struggled upright, holding his arms out to be held. Unable to resist, she stooped to gather him up.
"My baby-bunting, adar‘s gone a-hunting" she crooned. "Gone to fetch a rabbit-skin to wrap the baby-bunting in..."
She heard the commotion downstairs, but the shouts from the grooms were of alarm not welcome. Frozen with sudden foreboding she held the babe so tightly he struggled.
Her maid ran in, "Madam..." she faltered, seeing tears already caught in the babe’s dark hair.